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life continues to beat me upside the head with a pointed stick, a very pointy stick that hurts alot. life why must you taught me and get my hopes up? why? maybe life just loves crushing me i don't know.... , on another note sarah and i bailed on my party and went and saw waterhorse that was a very cute movie, so much for spending most of the week cleaning my house and hours plotting out and perfectiing what i thought to be a real neat scavenger/ amazing race type hunt. guess i'll be eat chinese for a while. any suggestions as to what to do with 25 pairs of chopsticks?