Monday, January 31, 2005

dead

My head is unattached to my body, as of now. Fine, it's not, but it feels it it is.

I hate presentations and they're in love with me.

Sunday was the day of the second shooting. This time to the homes of people we know to get their opinions. I have never walked so much in one day in my life.

Must go cure sleep-deprivation.

Misha at Monday, January 31, 2005

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