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My parents will be in here about twenty minutes. I’m starting to feel drowsy–I didn’t get my nap today–so I’m brewing a wake-me-up cup.

I believe I threw my back out. I don’t know what that means–I hear a lot of old people talking about how their backs are thrown out–but if it’s something that happens to you when you try to lift your satchel and then your back suddenly aches, and that ache prevents you from sitting, standing, or walking normally even an hour after it started hurting, then I’ve done it.

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