September 6th, 2003


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It's going to be a long day. I have to sit here at work (at least it's half over) and think of all the things I could be doing instead of vegging. I painted my nails last night and now I want to do more beautification. Of course, my desire to sleep gets in the way of that little plan. And having dreams about needing a Masters in math, German, French or Computer Science wasn't very restful. I think there was a bit about getting shot in there too, but I'm not sure.

This ramble was brought to you by the phrase Not Enough Coffee.

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Tonight I'm going to hang out, drink and watch scary movies with a friend. I was going to bring the vanilla vodka from my house for this event, but the bottle seems to have mysteriously disappeared. I even called my husband to find out if he'd moved it, but it seems that the bottle is just gone. I think someone may have snuck in and taken the good stuff while I wasn't looking.
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