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Aug 26, 2002 11:29

I am awake.

I smell of hair treatment chemicals.

My hair also now apparently rivals the length of the FUCKING ANDUIN.

I would turn green but so tired. Oh so tired. And I still appear to be handcuffed to my creepy cousin. Fah.

A thought just occured to me. Mind probing. Mind probing? Mind probing.
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