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Last night I dreamt that it was my birthday, and my brother (what?) drove me around and we got milkshakes. I had nothing to do, Mason showed up and was super douche-y and ate my sandwich. Then I crossed a river to Thailand and in the jungle a strawberry sang to me. And then it asked, "What's with the pvc piping?"
I have a feeling my french final is going to go really well today, and drilling myself on verbs until 11 was definitely worth it. yeah.