I have reached the point where I do not want to do work. At all. Anymore. For the rest of my life. Suddenly, anything else in the world sounds more important than me getting my 4.0
SCREW YOU ADELPHI, and the black panther you rode in on.
I had a scary dream last night that I was killed by a dragon.
Well, it didn't kill me, but it threw me around a lot.
And then left me for dead.
And all these presents were falling out of a flying monorail in the sky.
I couldn't enjoy them though cause...the dragon was watching.
Stumbleupon.com has become my new sanctuary.
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