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Previous - this entry written on September 26, 2001 at 3:32 am - Next I need to write Alex a letter, 'splaining the joys of an evil computer... *sigh* ...and I'm going to feel guilty for weeks 'cos he stayed up to wait for me and I'd no way to tell him that I couldn't be there... gah. Caleb and I finished off the last of our greenery. This is good in a way... I know I need to get off it for a while. On the other hand, I'll miss it considerably. *shrugs* I'm headed to bed. Still tired. Still... drained. Something's pressing in at me... ick. I don't know what it is. I just feel ick. Sleep. I need sleep. I'll write useful things later.
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