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The malaise of stress is still hanging around me like a fog, sorta.. pressing against the small of my back and making my knees ache. Though that might just be Autumn, which definitely appears to be here. I was going to take the 7:25 bus, but a bowl of rice wasn't enough, so I made another and was just going to ride my bike. My body disagreed, so I took the 7:55 bus and was 5 minutes late for my listening test. I think I got everything, though. I need to learn a song by 2pm.
I wish I could be as eloquent with my own life as <lj user="artist_boy"></lj> is with his, but my eloquence is spent on obscenely cute stories about foxes and pornographic dream sequences instead. I try, but it just comes out as uppity whining :o)