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I was supposed to move back yesterday but my flatmates are dicks, to explain in the shortest possible terms. I started writing up info for a minigame on DW so I can use these accounts and ended up finishing the info/coding an ad/selecting a layout/making graphics before they got back to me. My grandpa says it seems like they don't want me back. I'm really feeling that right now. But I'm also caring less and less about what they think, tbh.

My dad is sending my bro over to help me move some of my stuff back "to send a message" and "establish territory". His words. Dude is behaving like a military commander. He's off work with severe bronchitis atm and he's been ranging between completely out of it and slightly out of it. Today he went from talking about what me and my brothers would get from his life insurance to scented candles in the space of about five minutes.

Tomorrow it will snow.

DNW.