You never really realize how much of a wreck your house is until you've been instructed to clean it. I mean, yeah, only one half of my bed could be comfortably reclined on because the other half was a mountain of my Alaska-trip clothes that I didn't bother washing as soon as I got home, but whatever. Speaking of Alaska, holy shit was that fun. Like, I never thought it WOULDN'T be, but it kind of went and shattered my fun expectations like two hundred times over. Only barely seeing my mom once a... read more
