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Thursday, December 27, 2007
i, dear madame, am a professional
do you know who i am?
good, neither do i.
i got nothing to say, but if you pay me i can play the fool.
well this must be god's sick little christmas joke:
stuck with a cold that threatens to cause my head to implode and makes me sleep until noon.
no, scratch that, make that 1:30.
of all days, my mother picked today to go to the casino with her mother and aunt (who is a nun...srsly. she's fun to be around.)
so i don't even have a car to go and get my goddamn physics book. raaaawr. i am so mad at everything right now.
maybe i'll do some laundry, even though that's not what i want to do.
`krissy
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