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Thursday, September 11, 2003

That wasn't me, that was Johnny Rockets...

so yesterday i was all a-fluster. don't ask me how that happened, because i'm going to tell you. this kind of thing isn't all that uncommon. anyway, it started when i missed breakfast. that, when i think back on it, was the turning point. so then i went to history class with a kind of pang in my stomach. needless to say, my mind wandered off as we learned about early civilizations in the fertile croissant... mesopotatochips... mmmmm... hammurabi... i couldn't concentrate, as you can see. then it was on to astronomy, where we learned how to define a parsec. the parsec, for some reason, only seemed to serve as a garnish to my history buffet. mmmmm... parsecs. anyway, after that i *finally* got to lunch, but there was an astronomical line (why do i say things like that? why?) and i had to wait for what seemed like a bronze age. it’s kinda weird how these things just come full circle... unlike this post. it went nowhere. maybe it’s because i was all a-fluster? wow, i’m sorry, guys. this is the crappiest post i’ve ever written. i’ll try harder tomorrow, i promise.

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