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I just finished Season 1 of the Gilmore Girls. It makes me sad. Like the end of a good book. I hate that. I mean, it's awesome that a book was so good that it makes me sad to finish it, but I shouldn't almost cry because something like that ends.
Nic and Jon and I went outside today and saw a deer. Well, we walked around outside and ended up seeing a deer... we didn't go outside TO see a deer. If that makes sense.
I'm not entirely tired yet, but no one conversational is online, the Gilmore Girls are over, and this chair is uncomfortable. Which basically means I will end up in bed in less than 15 minutes. Unless I get stuck on Bejeweled 2. [My username on there is ShakingXebra if anyone else plays].
Tomorrow I MUST write my research paper. MUST. MUST. That and genetics.
Uhhhhh. I am thirsty.
Nic and Jon and I went outside today and saw a deer. Well, we walked around outside and ended up seeing a deer... we didn't go outside TO see a deer. If that makes sense.
I'm not entirely tired yet, but no one conversational is online, the Gilmore Girls are over, and this chair is uncomfortable. Which basically means I will end up in bed in less than 15 minutes. Unless I get stuck on Bejeweled 2. [My username on there is ShakingXebra if anyone else plays].
Tomorrow I MUST write my research paper. MUST. MUST. That and genetics.
Uhhhhh. I am thirsty.