ATTACK OF THE ALL-CAPS.

THINGS I NEED TO DO:
1. TALK TO SOME STUDENTS FOR THE ADVANCED REPORTING STORY
2. WRITE THE ADVANCED REPORTING STORY
3. PREPARE FOR QUIZ IN THE ALL-TOO-DIFFICULT AMERICAN NATIONAL GOVERNMENT
4. WRITE COLUMN ABOUT BASKETBALL DEPENDING ON OUTCOME OF WEDNESDAY'S GAME
5. CALL THE NEW SISTER.

/END ALL-CAPS ATTACK.

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