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Sunday, June 29th, 2003
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6:48p
About every two or three days, my face peels completely. With some assistance from me; I don't much care for the dry-skin-hanging-off-everywhere look. The sores at the corners of my mouth show no inclination to go away.
My internet keeps going out. Sometimes after as few as five minutes. Now that I have got it working, no one is on.
I am very annoyed.
On the plus side, I have new pants. They're cute. You can button them to capri-pant length, and then unbutton them into normal pants, say when you get attacked by insects or whatnot.
current mood: aggravated
current music: This little babe -- Benjamin Britten -- A Ceremony of Carols
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