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Mar 14, 2009 21:30

my fingers are cold.
my feet are cold.
my legs are cold and my nose is cold.

i want to crawl into the corners of someone warm and hibernate.

but finals are being unsympathetic and abrupt...
so i'll keep plugging away in this icebox of a room and hopefully by this time next week i'll have all the time in the world to defrost in the davis sun.

for now i'll continue to feel cold and daunted i suppose...
oh and don't forget cheerless.

i apologize.
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