Wednesday, August 25, 2004

Nothing remarkable happened today, which is a lie, but it's better to ignore the beginning of the day. I take great pride in my skills of denial. No really, this doesn't make my rear look like a truck. Honestly, there should be a course in SZABIST called 'The Theory and Application of Denial' and I should be the instructor. In case you haven't noticed yet, I ramble fairly well too, which has been the basis of my grades thus far. Rambling, procastination and denial, my crutches for living a [relatively] healthy and happy life.

After a 12 hour shirt at the uni like yesterday, and six hours of hourlies and cramming, that's all the sense anyone can get out of me.

Parting thought: Money can't buy me love, but it can buy me the most remarkable substitutes.

Misha at Wednesday, August 25, 2004

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