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Now If You'll Excuse Me...
October 9th, 2001 - 7:10 a.m.I'm Currently Avoiding:
Can I whine about the fact that it's really frigging cold outside? Oh well, I have chocolate and a clear head to show for it, so now I can work on my paper some more. Oh joy. I have to go now, I won't be seeing you again until after Buffy, unless I decide to actually get some sleep. If I decide to do that, it might be later then. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go write something that actually requires thought. And if you won't excuse me, then that's too bad, because I'm going with or without your permission. You don't own me! You're not the boss of me! It's my life, I'll do what I want, and you can't stop me! (Yeah, that's enough channeling of an angsty teenager for one day, no wait, make that one week, possibly one month. Whiny brats.)
Song of the Day: Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da by The Beatles. It just rocks. And "life goes on" seems like a good theme at the moment. Even if I *am* going to be cursing the fact that being outside at 6:30 in the morning will give me a cold and make me miserable. Somehow, I just know that's going to happen.
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And I like it that way.