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Monday, May 18, 2009
Stream of not-quite-consciousness
Anaesthesia hangover and sore tummy but no cancer.
Thank You, God.
Ohhhhh, sleeeep.
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An English/Writing grad student in the wilds of Mississippi. I love Nickel Creek, farm houses, red dresses, and poetry. But I won't inflict the latter on you. Not too often, at least.
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