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Tuesday, August 24th, 2004
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6:07p - eew, yuck.
on the day i changed my primary photo on Friendster i got messages from three guys asking to be my friend. ergh. i don't even check my Friendster account regularly, but three email notifications of messages from people i don't know, who simply want to populate their account's friends, raised my already antagonistic eyebrow.
honestly. *roll eyes*
current mood:  tired (24 comments |comment on this)
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9:41p - called-for mush
in a fit of slight nausea, my sight started dimming, and we deduced that it was probably the fact that i hadn't had dinner. so we halted training for the night, and decided that i should eat. so now my sweetie is making me dinner.
and this is a man who doesn't know how to cook. *sentimental grin* and he's making me an omelette.
oh, be still my heart. *flutter, flutter*
current mood:  loved (9 comments |comment on this)
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