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New account.
Yes, I know it's irritating and everything, but I am very very bored of this username and I feel like changing it.
My new account is pseudodipteral.
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Ask me any question.
The harder it bites, the better. -
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- cunt.
- cunt.
- cunt.
I feel like smashing something.
It must be the weather. - cunt.
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Treasure of treasures. I am the luckiest girl in the world. While rifling -- as I do -- through my Grandparents' belongings I found a vintage Braun Super 8 camera in their wardrobe and it is mine for the keeping as far as they are concerned. They have not touched it since the seventies.
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An Economic Summary of my Weekend
Friday Afternoon:
$9 on lunch. I include this because it was after school and therefore the weekend.
$5 on a peasant dress with pretty ribbons marked down from $150. YES, THAT'S A $145 MARKDOWN.
Friday Night:
$3 for chips on the way home from Grammar Idol. Grammar Idol was good; the chips weren't.
Saturday Day:
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Heart Attack Toastie
Claire and I have been planning for some weeks to make the HEART ATTACK TOASTIE, so today we did. It was to be a three-layered affair, stuffed with all sorts of chocolate goodness. It made me sick, but it was the best toastie ever made.
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Yeah, my weekend was pretty good. Highlights were as follows:
- The last two performances of Twelfth Night, and subsequently
- my final curtain call onstage at MGS, after seven plays.
- Sleeping for fourteen hours on Friday night, after two weeks lacking a considerable amount of sleep.
- The french toast I made for breakfast/lunch on Saturday.
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- The last two performances of Twelfth Night, and subsequently
