the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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10:59 a.m. + 2003-10-22 = an abomination.
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cafeteria is playing mindgames. and it will lose, or rather, would lose had i the energy to pursue filage of a complaint. the vegetarian line had... and i quote.... "California Quesadillas" and "California Burritos". the former, i cannot contest based on experience for i haven't had a run-in with any california quesadillas... but I'm sure there's nothing remotely california about it since its partner, the California Burrito, is a lie. you see, california burritos require the steamer-thingy. i know this for fact; it has been engrained in my noggin.... it's practically a mental tattoo. i'm going to skip class now and meander 'round the career centre, internship hunting i guess. soundtrack of the day is a collage of cadallaca, casiotone for the painfully alone and the postal service ep bestowed onto me by lord california himself.
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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