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Theres Something In The Air Tonight
Saturday, October 11, 2008
7:58 PM

Approximately 3 minutes ago I realized my underwear was on inside out.

I left it.

Chelsea just went to get me a snickers bar. I am eagerly awaiting her return.

There is a little red light blinking on my wireless mouse. Either it's going to blow up soon or the rechargeable battery that Ive been using in it for 4 years? is finally dead.
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