Today started off with me packing the last of my things into boxes with Derek 'helping".
He pretty much just distracted me. It was annoying. Except not.
Before he got to my house, I looked out the front door for mail, saw that there was none, and then closed the door.
Then I opened it again because our front porch was missing.
And there was a giant pile of dirt in our front yard, along with a asscrapton of construction workers and their. . contraptions.
Apparently my parents had decided that my moving day was a fantastic day to get our entire garage replaced. Good times.
Anyway, we went to Denny's and got some cheese sticks and toast and junk, and we unpacked stuff. Then Derek left, and Poncho, Dylan, Dan and I went back to Troy to get the remains of my things, like my dresser and posters and junk. Poncho turned on my ceiling fan and threw push pins into it while yelling 'DANGEROUS". Every single push pin nearly hit Dan in the face.
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