Now back to your regularly scheduled bitch session. Grapes. I have fucking grapes all over the damn place. Not literally, but there are 2 huge containers full. All sent over from Cliff's mom's personal vines. I guess I'm supposed to make jelly, but frankly I just don't feel like it. I'm pissy, grouchy, whiney and I wanna go back to bed and stay there, but what I'll actually do is sit here with this laptop on the couch for a bit, with my aching legs and burning neck and back, and then get up and suffer through more cleaning and eventually GRAPE JELLY! Not happy.
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