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[07 Feb 2006|11:17pm] |
I was taller than my kindergarden teacher. 1994 Baby! Everything's downhill after you're 6 years old.
Today was a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot better than yesterday. Still, I wish I had just kept my mouth shut in the first place. Sometimes, you can think about something for hours and hours and you still manage to say something without 'thinking.'
Of course, chocolate made everything a lot better.
I've been talking to the London Ladies a lot lately (say that 9 times fast). Here's a refresher in case you can't remember who is who.
~Sarah Brown-Anson: MA, cynical, don't talk to her that much, love saying her whole name.
~Mary: NY, did the funny dance that got a lot of attention, stylin' huge shades
~Jess: MA, extremely sadonic/sarcastic, aka Fedora Jess, dry humor
~Lauren: MA, very feminine, wretched accent (poor letter A), honest to the point of hilarity
2 more days of classes this week. AURGHHLELEDSNBBRWJKR
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