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It took me over 20 minutes to get all the gunk out of my hair on Sunday (the 50 bobby pins having already come out Sat night/Sun moorning). It was well worth it though.

Maternal Unit, when will you realize that the reason I dodn't keep you very updated on my grades ius because of your reaction? I swear that the shell collection only brought my lab average down one or two points. If it isn't the end of my world, then why is it the end of yours? *sigh*

And Nile, I have Josh Grobain stuck in my head. Thank You. The combined forces of Cake and Death in Vegas (who are on CDs I intend to send you at some point in the probable near future) are unable to get You Raise Me Up off my mental soundtrack.

*sigh*

"What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?" - Rob (John Cusack)High Fidelity

That is definitly one of my favorite movies. See it. Jack Black is wonderful.

I know that I had more to say, but for some reason, it appears to have slipped out of my head. Probably has something to do with the fact that I've got a bunch of stuff on my mind, added to the fact that my inner hopeless romantic is grinning about some stuff, that was completely impulsive at the time, but still seems a bit strange.

Damn it.