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wTuesday, September 27, 2005

feeling: grrr...
listening to: BLOOD - Se Lever

Dad made fresh biscuits today with dinner. Which gave me a massive craving for a nice big serving of biscuits and honey. But we're out of honey. *cries* Story of my life...

And no, that's not really why I feel all grrr-ey. >> Some psychopaths need to do the world a favor and just disappear forever.

That's all I feel like saying at the moment.

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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/27/2005 10:24:00 PM

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