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it, like, occurs to me that i don't really update as much as i could. but NOTHING happens in my life, and i don't really feel like writing about my classes because i don't find them that interesting. so, i'm at work. with a headache (but i ate!), and it's sunny outside. i have way the hell too much work, a midterm to study for, a dress to buy, waltz to learn, d'n'd to do tonight, my wife to murder, and guilder to frame for it. i'm swamped. it's just too much sometimes; bloody midterm season. oh, and papers. papers, papers, papers.

at least it's sunny outside.

last night, i delivered cheese and crackers to a hungry shadowrun crew--thanks to green for the idea--and went and watched lock, stock and two smoking barrels. which i didn't think i'd seen, but apparently i had. or else it's so much like snatch that i can't tell the difference.

OSE, thinking either the 18th or the 25th, depending on demand.

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i hate dress shopping. hate. with passionate hate. i refuse to look like a giant peacock, or jaundiced, and this means i canNOT find a dress.

and who said it was okay for blue to be out this season?!!