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I went to sleep at 9:30 last night; got 9 hours of sleep, and didn't feel any better. I've not been talkative much lately. Dave probably thinks I hate him now. But oh well. He can im me and have me tell him he's wrong when he feels like it. I just don't have anything to say to anyone. I'm walking over to Cassie's tonight, then tomorrow night there's a LAN at Jonathan's apartment I need to get a ride to and from, the next morning. Monday I d'no what I'll do. Anyway. I hope I don't forget my cell again.