dance, dance. we're falling apart to half time...
So, today was friggin great. it completely pickled my cucumbers (heh, Aryn...i said that to Doug and he just kinda looked at me like 'what's the matter with you!?'). 1st hour was just kinda bleh, because i had to write a report on Jimmy McPartland, and now have to dread presenting it to the class on Monday. we're gonna skip what happened during the
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