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I'm feeling very icky. Sick icky, sleeping a lot icky, cramps icky, etc. There's a bug that's been going around Sci-Fi House and man, is it ever draining. I've already had four advil liqui-gels in less than 24 hours and I want another. Erica and I both have it. Comps progress is not going well, but I will turn in a draft on time this Friday because I don't think Serena Zabin would be very well disposed towards me if I didn't. I'll just add in the stuff I need to add in without figuring out what to edit out.

I went to Sancho's birthday party last night. It was nice to get out of the huse and off campus. And, good food and good company.

I seem to be developing an addiction to peppermint tea. Admittedly, amongst the various things one could become addicted to, peppermint tea does not top the "causes bodily harm and damages the psyche" list, but nevertheless, I am dreading when my stash of peppermint tea runs out. I may have to steal some from Marriot: an inferior brand, but nevertheless refreshingly mint-y and tea-y.

My life, and my livejournal posts, seem to be rather repetative.

When in doubt, I put my trust in zoo animals. And platypuses.

You're The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe!

by C.S. Lewis

You were just looking for some decent clothes when everything changed
quite dramatically. For the better or for the worse, it is still hard to tell. Now it
seems like winter will never end and you feel cursed. Soon there will be an epic
struggle between two forces in your life and you are very concerned about a betrayal
that could turn the balance. If this makes it sound like you're re-enacting Christian
theological events, that may or may not be coincidence. When in doubt, put your trust
in zoo animals.


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