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Apr 16, 2006 19:42

I just don't want to write my paper. I just don't.

I got like seven inches of hair cut off, but no one can really tell. Not even me, really.

I need to do laundry and write and clean and go to bed early, but none of those things will happen.

I'm gonna eat chips and salsa now, because that's what I ate for lunch and it was good.

I got my google calendar thing a-going. So you peers can stop pressuring me.

I am drinking another cherry coke, conwell, but I will definitely pay you back.

So many conjunctions.
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