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Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. I want to sleeeeep.
I dreamt of strange things last night.
Like buying a vibrator at Publix and having some lady at the cash register look at me sternly and give me a Virgin Mary statuette. (Too much Sex and the CityArrgh. Mom just came in and pretended I didn't have work and wanted me to work on the tree just to be able to go ( Read more... )
I dreamt of strange things last night.
Like buying a vibrator at Publix and having some lady at the cash register look at me sternly and give me a Virgin Mary statuette. (Too much Sex and the CityArrgh. Mom just came in and pretended I didn't have work and wanted me to work on the tree just to be able to go ( Read more... )
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Parents have semi-permiable mem-brains. Only things that make their lives easier or their arguments stronger go in, only things that are of little importance go out. My parents still have no idea what my schedual is, and neither do my grandparents. They STILL forget that I go to a club meeting every Thursday.
Boring work sucks... but I presume that your desire for a book means there are lulls? At least you're not constantly mobbed with people or anything. That would be worse. >.
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