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Not too much has been going on. I finally cleaned my room after like 3 monthes. It got to the point where I had to clear a path just to walk through all the nasty shit on the floor. While I was cleaning/reorganizing/wasting time before work, I came across a pile of notes Sarah wrote me. I read the one on top which happened to be the first one she ever wrote me. It made me feel a little nastolgic, but nothing more. I threw them away. All 45,684,651,235,46l,846,841,384,684 of them.
It's getting colder; swamp ass no more!
JKnox