In Sacramento for three days.
Packed and packed.
More to pack.
I am stressed.
Bryan gave me back my hard drive still consuming 30g, but it's not 600.
Now, he wants to come and get his things while I am gone.
A joke, he is!
You get back what you're given.
And how, for even one second, could you think that you could come to my house while I'm gone?
Look me in the face, little child.
Otherwise, you get what ya get.