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Sick to my stomach, and organizing my paper. Still polishing the edges up and wondering about the tone of the whole thing. I don't think I'm going to campus today, unless I suddenyl come up with a lot of will power.

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I did spend my morning writing in Metro, and I even found a free parking space on the street. Now I'm at work, abusing the fax line to connect to the world.