no one suspects the butterfly...

In retelling my journeys, as in making them, I do not know how to stop -- Rousseau

3.05.2003

I am tired. i forgot money for coffee in my car this morning so I am still tired. I am addicted to cafine. It is sad but oh so tastey. The Ataris were playing on campus today so I got to watch them between classes. That was fun. I think I broke my toe last night. I kicked a table. It hurts. If it doesn't stop hurting i a week it is broken instead of just banged up. That is my theory. Hmmm... I got in trouble for puppet speak again today in hydro. I was too tired to talk though. I don't think Dr. Peacock minds he just thinks I am odd. Oh well. Happy day to you all.

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