it's been 5 hours since the builder got here, he still hasn't left. I awoke to the sound of drilling and it hasn't stopped all day. I'm running low on supplies, all I have is half a packet of 2 week old Doritos, used paint water, about 2 drops of old cereal milk, and Halloween candy from 2014 which expired in 2016. Why must my social awkwardness stop me from being normal.