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Witch’s Brew

Monday, November 08, 2004

Eyes Half Opened

It's a good day. It's a bad day. What the heck??!! I don't even know how to label this day. It's a bad day. I'm soooo tired that I couldn't keep my eyes open even if my life depended on it. It's a good day. I'm lucky that I didn't have to do much work today and I'm being left alone most of the time. It's a bad day. I haven't done anything for the past erm...6? hours. It's a good day. I haven't done anything for the past 6 hours.

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