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There was a comb stuck in my hair but I got it out.
I did all of my English work and got it turned in. Whooot.
Nobody ('cept Heather) noticed my tiger shirt.woot today. Hurts me on the inside.
The pom pom on my Jayne hat is falling apart.
I almost ran into the wall when I was eating cereal. Came out of nowhere at me.
It's really cold in here.
The pockets on these jeans are waay to big and bothersome.
Blazing Saddles is on. J'adore Mel Brooks.
Now that finals are over I need to get back to crocheting- Shannon's scarf, then a panda, then, I don't know, a cardigan or something. There's nothing to crochet. Hellppp meee.
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Oh god weird. In my last post (that sounds weird, too) I said something about schmoop dot com and how cool they were and then schmoop.com posted a comment to that and said thanks for the shoutout. Sweet.
Depressing thing of today: at our lunch table, which is clearly a hub of activity for anybody cool (err we're the dorks/nerds/random kids), Machaela pulled out some crocheting and I was all, hey whaddaya makin'? Do you want to know what she crocheting? Burial gowns for premie babies. At first I was all oh okay then WHAT! How sad is this: some of these babies are so tiny they can't them anything to wear that will fit. Ahww. That's sad that is.
Okay mom showed up we're going to coffee and then for her to be dyed. Yaaay.