This is the summarized version of what happened on the 1st. Where I left off was when I went to the second gas station (that was closed) and I wound up blowing my lid and kicking the wall of the building. After that, I walked down the street to head for the AM/PM, but there was road construction so I couldn't even walk down the street in that direction. When I went down the detour, I wound up at a Cul de Sac and had to back track and head two streets down to find an opening that let out to the next horizontal street up, so I could head back down Sierra to get to the AM/PM. When I got back to the complex, after a nightmarish 2.5hrs, the same two dogs were waiting for me; so I had to take the long way around just to get to my front door. When I got inside and back upstairs, I was changing and knocked my purse onto the floor, which woke up my mum and caused her to rush upstairs to yell at me. All-in-all, I thought the trip was worth it. Coffee had never tasted so good. ^_^ Oh! Did I mention that my phobia of dogs has gotten exponentially worse? Because it definitely has! And there's some screaming little gremlin (aka my mum's chihuahua) downstairs right now. I don't think I'll ever be able to get over my fear at this rate.OTL
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