High of the day:
Hanging out with Amanda this evening
Low of the day:
Being called a "big old fat ox" by my father,
who then tried making me feel better by saying:
"Well actually, more like those cute pot bellied pigs."
Niiiiccceeee...
(He was kidding of course!
I started the war by stating that his precious dog "stunk like a mutt."
...which is true by the way...)
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