July 14th, 2007



I just told Dr. House that he waz no cheezburger. He took it well, all things considered. and by took it well i mean 'tried to bite me in the head.'

I have nothing real to say. I keep putting things in boxes, but the room still looks the same. I haven't written anything in days, and I'm exhausted for no particular reason. I think i might be getting sick. It's also possible it is all psychosomatic.

I got my schedule for this year and it's...well, it's something all right. I HAF ENWII. For my next trick, I will actually check my work email, which is almost certainly full and bouncing emails at this point.

But Freaky Friday is on, and that is quality.
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