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 I finally realized it was Friday the 13th, so I refuse to leave my house.

Looks like I'll be canceling my dates and staying in my room where it's safe. Maybe I'll sage the space... I already fell out of bed this morning, ran into my own door, and cut myself with a spoon. A spoon. I still cannot fathom how a spoon manages to get sharp, but the wound on my hand serves as proof.
I am now taking advice on how to make it through the day. If anyone has any rituals that you'd suggest, I'm open to hear them! No salt over the shoulders for me... I spent the last of it cooking. :'(

How unlucky...
Or maybe even suggestions on how to cure my boredom and the already impending cabin fever I'm getting? Please and many thanks!!! :'(((