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So, bed is still leaking post-patch. It rather ridiculous, and I should just give up and send it back. But I don't want to tell my mum that it's leaking because it'll make her sad. Silly emotions, why can't we all be Vulcans?

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More of the Starbuck, plus one Six...

1. 2. 3.

4. 5. 6.

7. 8. 9.

Comment/Take/Credit!

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Not one, but two new holes. I have given up and am sleeping on the bed slats.

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Ye gods, the nightmares...

Horrible theatre nightmares about UPSStage M! reviews run by people I've never met in a Kilworth I've never seen and these creepy lighting people who can't do anything right...

*shivers*

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Oh the wanky, wanky, wankishness...This should be entertaining for months...

Am two pages into my play. Am not in love with it, keep getting bored and stopping.

Haven't eaten yet. This is probably bad.

Thank goodness for Garden Level concert tonight.

Should not take nap, since didn't really get up until 1. Of course, didn't go to sleep until 4, but still...

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Garden Level concert was fantastic! OMG! Acapella men's groups are the best thing ever.

The general consensus seems to be that we want to marry all of them, but only if it's actually all of them. One won't do, it has to be all eight. They're gonna go into next year with such a fan club, wow.


Side note, warm fuzzy of the day:

Gene and Amy were goofing off about getting "married" and they've decided I'm to be flower girl...It's wacky and silly, but it makes me happy...

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BORED LIEK WHOA.

I should write papers. Or start packing. But no. My brain is very, very not there right now.

I need to goof off or something, cause otherwise, very unfortunate things will happen...

Food might also be positive, what with the not eating...


WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME???!!!