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gods dammit i hate being sick/hurting so damned much!!! in other news.... went drinking last night... ate burnt bagle bites... met a buncha fratboys... saw shawn morrison *gags* (whom i think was trying to make pam his next flavour of the week, thank the gods i know she's better than that, otherwise i might have stepped in since she was enebriated).... i fuckin hurt.... wound up with bobbys cell all day cuz we both forgot it was in me pocket... i fucking hurt... and i hate being sick... other than that, nothing important (cept stopped by to see pam and get crappaccino, twas fun, her sig-other walked up sme time as me and was like "gee, i think i know you??" which i roared laughin about... seeing as he just met me like 2-3 wks ago.... you think he'd remember.... specially with all that chocolate.... but anyway....