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2005-01-31 - 9:51 p.m. so after going into a hysterical crying fit, writing my sister a too-wordy letter about everything-frustrating-in-my-life, dancing around my room to "going down" by the monkees, drinking a cup of chammomile tea with montanahuckleberryhoney, and having a goddam cigarette, i feel fucking peachy. actually, i feel quite refreshed...cleansed, almost. i guess everybody needs a good cry every once in awhile. good night everyone. although i have slept 23 hours in the past two nights, i feel exhausted. and i really hope no one gets the same bug i did. i am still getting over it, though i am not nearly as gross as i was yesterday. that is, if you can overlook the chapped upper lip and the chaffed and peeling external nares of my delicate nose.
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