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Typical of this morning:

"Me sendan to the saemenn snelle
with ....ah fuck.

Me sendan to the saemenn snelle
heton the secgan that thu moste sendan rathe
beagas with gebeorge brimlitherndr- aw shit.

Me sendan to the saemenn snelle
heton the secgan that thu moste sendan rathe
beagas with gebeorge and eow betere is
that ge thisne gearras with gafole forgyldon
....crap."

The recitation isn't going all that well, but I refuse to let it beat me.

I got home pretty late last night and found out that I finally got paid by the university, and that my Partylite leader had called me. Now, it wasn't so late that I couldn't call her back, but I was so tired that I wouldn't have been useful. Now it's Good Friday- and she's quite religious. Do I call her about business? Or is this a bad thing? Hmm. I'll call her after noon.

Also, I left the papers that I was supposed to fax off at home yesterday. Do I find a fax machine today to do it, or do I wait until tomorrow? Where would be a business place open tat I could use their fax machines on a holiday? Aargh.

I want to go back to bed, but I have too much to do.

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Even though I have so much work to do (hahaha, I keep saying that, and I never do, and this is why) I'm taking mom to see either National Treasure or The Incredibles this afternoon. And Closer (yaye!) is playing at the cheap seats- rosie_riviter, would you like to see it tomorrow with me?

School just feels so done. I don't want to even think about it any more.

Last night, watching Dogma I remember thinking "That Ben Affleck is a bit of an alright, isn't he?" demonstrating that I'm definitely stressed and overtired.

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Both coleman_genie and I are blowing off schoolwork to go see National Treasure. Afterwards we might be picking up Shannon (who is not blowing off schoolwork) to get a drink.

Dude, this is the best song EVAH.

I wish my pants would dry faster. Stupid...wetness.

Who wants to go down the creepy tunnel inside the tomb first?

So, National Treasure wsa fricken' amazing.

It's a big blue-ish green man... with a strange goatee... this must be significant.

I love Riley. N'aww. I want an icon of him hugging the statue. Also, where's the fic? I really should be working or sleeping, but...nah.