Classics. You know, those books that you buy for ten cents at a used book sale thinking "one day when I am old and there is no longer any passion or love in my marriage and my children are all married and divorced and living in condos with their lovers I will read these books." Everyone has tons of them at home, they've maybe even read a few of
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I have just one more paper. One more paper. Why can't I do it? Whyyyyyyyy? Instead I will listen to Snow Patrol and feel sorry for myself. Yes Snow Patrol, I could be happy, if I didn't
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So I finished my nano, totally shafting schoolwork for about, well, thirty days. It was worth it, of course, despite the fact that my novel consisted primarily of sentences similar to the following
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And I love college. More later, after I come back from seeing DAN BERN. Yes, I decided that Mates of State will just have to wait, as much as it pains me. As consolation I stole one of the Mates of State promo posters from the Campus Center. AH WELL.
What the hell is it with the bands I like? It's a conspiracy, I do believe. How else could it be possible that they always come to town on the exact same day and play at the exact same time. This time Dan Bern and Mates of State. Dan Bern at the Iron Horse and Mates of State in the clubroom of Pearl
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