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Jim in flashbacks is so very, very gay. That's my Sentinel thought of the day.

I want to make lists and find out what I have to do for each and every class. I'm all antsy and fidgety. I know I have a short piece due tomorrow for CW, but other than that. Nothing. I need to buy and start reading The Women of Brewster Place though. I should do that. Meh.

My coffee is cold. I think I'll reheat it.

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Jim in flashbacks is so very, very gay. That's my Sentinel thought of the day.

I want to make lists and find out what I have to do for each and every class. I'm all antsy and fidgety. I know I have a short piece due tomorrow for CW, but other than that. Nothing. I need to buy and start reading The Women of Brewster Place though. I should do that. Meh.

My coffee is cold. I think I'll reheat it.

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I've determined that the lack of sugar/sweets/snacks in my house right now is leading me to drinking every night. My drink of choice lately has been a mug of milk with Bailey's and Butterscotch schnapps. It's quite tasty.

John C. Reilly is on the Daily Show. He rocks the casbah.

I have to write a journal entry tonight for Creative Writing where I assume the role of a child and write about a childhood memory. Um. Fuck that. Can I make up something because my childhood memories suck ass?

Also, have decided to continue the portfolio for poetry and actually create a real collection of poetry called 'Life After Trauma.' I figure I've got plenty of material lately. [sighs] Is it time for everyone to grow up yet? No? Okay then. You just got a place in 'Life After Trauma.'

I'm kind of tired.

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I've determined that the lack of sugar/sweets/snacks in my house right now is leading me to drinking every night. My drink of choice lately has been a mug of milk with Bailey's and Butterscotch schnapps. It's quite tasty.

John C. Reilly is on the Daily Show. He rocks the casbah.

I have to write a journal entry tonight for Creative Writing where I assume the role of a child and write about a childhood memory. Um. Fuck that. Can I make up something because my childhood memories suck ass?

Also, have decided to continue the portfolio for poetry and actually create a real collection of poetry called 'Life After Trauma.' I figure I've got plenty of material lately. [sighs] Is it time for everyone to grow up yet? No? Okay then. You just got a place in 'Life After Trauma.'

I'm kind of tired.