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Aug 07, 2002 22:43

Sick, so sick, sick, sick, sick. Sore throat, coughing up blood, no sleep, headache, and there's gunk in my eye. But I'm getting better, yayeth.

My band might have found a drummer. It would be nice.

I hate you.

I've been drinking more tea than I could have ever thought possible. Like, fifteen cups today.

Why am I typing this? Only Tae reads it, and she's up by a lake. I'm out.
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