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Previous - this entry written on March 20, 2004 at 4:43 pm - Next Ok, not going out to the party. Bleh. Much as I know I should be going to game in that case, I am wanting to stay here... gone to party = fed, drink-ed, given place to crash, and not having to actually pay attention to anything for more than a couple minutes at a time. Going to game = having to pay attention, not enough caffeine, no crashing until we get back home after game. Responsibility and sanity are having a rousing arguement in the back of my head. *twitch* I'm waiting for the laundry in the dryer to finish drying so I have pants. There really isn't much else to say other than that headaches suck mightily. Extraprin, caffeinated soda, and a SoBe. I don't want dinner, I want those three things, computer access, bed access, and the knowledge that I can go to sleep at 9:00 if I'm tired. Why the hell don't I have more energy? ...other than overall horrible health and the fact that my current stone/infection combo has me peeing bloodclots, that is? Yes, found that out just before the shower, and I'm not too thrilled.
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