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Charlie shampooed my hair last night. The shampoo smelled wonderfully of strawberries, and then he dried it with my hair dryer. This is all ado about my father's homelessness in Andrew eradication plan.

Charlie also washed my "Air Jordan" tennis shoes in the washer and they look bright and white now. We put them on the porch to dry in the sun this afternoon.

We then laid out some fresh clothes out on the spare bed for me to wear while shopping tonight. I will look halfway presentable by then -- less homeless would be what my father would say.

Mom bought me a new cordless razor because my old one's blades were getting dull and it was pinching my skin.

I don't mean to deteriorate overtime time like I do and this flies against anything socially phobic. A socially anxious person would want to blend it as much as possible -- never draw attention to yourself.