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Last night I dreamed my friends and I were arrested by a totalitarian government and interrogated by two Japanese guys. (I think we were in Japan. No clue on how we got there.) One of them was really mean and actually believed in whatever ideology it was, and the other one was really nice and kept telling us that if we just stopped talking about something, they wouldn't harrass us anymore. The mean guy wanted to execute us.
Hurrah for the subconscious.
I don't really have any new year's resolutions, except a vague ongoing one to become a decent, useful, and/or happy human being. Perhaps I'll just resolve to actually send Christmas cards next year...it's odd to think that I won't have finals around the holidays ever again.
In other news, I think I'm going to have a smashing headache in an hour or so for no good reason. Or maybe not because Decklin is getting me water to swallow drugs. We're at his house and I'm in a much better mood than in the past two New Yearses (years'? year's? whatever). Which is nice.
I forgot that I don't actually have anything to say. I fucking hate Qwerty keyboards, but that's nothing new.
Hurrah for the subconscious.
I don't really have any new year's resolutions, except a vague ongoing one to become a decent, useful, and/or happy human being. Perhaps I'll just resolve to actually send Christmas cards next year...it's odd to think that I won't have finals around the holidays ever again.
In other news, I think I'm going to have a smashing headache in an hour or so for no good reason. Or maybe not because Decklin is getting me water to swallow drugs. We're at his house and I'm in a much better mood than in the past two New Yearses (years'? year's? whatever). Which is nice.
I forgot that I don't actually have anything to say. I fucking hate Qwerty keyboards, but that's nothing new.