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Dealing with anxiety and tiny hands in a land where phonology experience means exactly nothing. Witness the freeform discovery of childhood trauma through the day to day joys of other people's kids.

9.18.2006

excuse me while I dissappear off the earth for a while

I am sick. In the interest of getting better as quickly as possible, aside from going to classes I've been taking large quantities of drugs, supplements, and sleep.

NyQuil + beer + valerian = conk. Which is what I shall now do, thank you.
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