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Apparently my insomnia is back. Which wouldn't be a huge issue if I weren't flying out early in the morning. To go to the birthday party of a distant cousin that I've never met. I've never been to any other events in this kid's life, so I have no idea why this one is suddenly so important. Yay for forced social obligations. Oh, and apparently my dad is embarrassed by the way I dress so he bought me a bunch of new clothes for the trip. Yay for dressing to please other people. Someday I'm going to have to grow a pair and tell them all to fuck off.

Edited to add.

It was actually fun. I can be a real brat sometimes.