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4:55 p.m. - 2004-04-10 I should be going home for Easter tomorrow. Unfortunately, I am at times a selfish, non-forward-thinking arse. I was supposed to finish my story for Thursday. Couldn't hack it. Then Friday. Also couldn't hack it. Now, I'm going to have to battle dark stares and bring treats to make amends. I am just furious with myself for letting time and space get away from me as they so often do. I am not making even a little sense right now. But something had to supplant yesterday's nonsense.
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