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It has been 42 weeks since I updated my journal. How many weeks are in a year again, 30? Or is that weeks in a semester? Or is it the time it takes for all the blood to evaporate from your body? Or is that the time it takes for radiation to reach the surface of the sun? In 42 more weeks this entry will have already been forgotten. In 42,000 more weeks you might be dead, all your blood may have already been evaporated and you wont be alive enough, in fact. 42,000,000 more weeks and every door from here to pluto will have a flyer rubber-banded to its handle that reads: STUDY HUMAN HISTORY AT MILKY WAY UNIVERSITY. An asterisk, beaming from the page, will alert the homeowner that one 4 credit hour course on The Infancy of Planet Earth & Its Moon (you will have lived during the period between world war II and world war III as far far far far far as you know) will be required to complete the program. The 42 word course description will read thusly:
The Infancy of Planet Earth & Its Moon: After world war II, planet earth was divided into two whole pieces- the east and the west. Each piece was fast enough and dense enough to withdraw from the single particle. Death begat world war III. And so on.
I wish i could talk to someone but everyone is either asleep or in space. I want to talk to Jillian.