I rage-cleaned my house, took a shower, then me, Shaun, Kira, and Chantal went to a haunted house. The girls screamed, I laughed hard, made a kiss at a monster who got in my face, and yelled "Look, Mariah Carey!" when Michael Myers came at us. I guess I'm feeling a bit better. I'm tired. I think I'm going to paint my claws and call it a night.
I'll deal with homework later this weekend. For now I'm not going to think about school at all. Maybe I need a weekend off.
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