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Oct. 9th, 2002 10:10 amIt is not a promising start to the day when the phrase "critical mass of combs" means something to you, and the disruption of said critical mass is something that can reduce one to tears. Granted, it is my fault and I was out of my place. (Wasn't I just talking with Melynda about how intentions don't count?) I just feel bad about the whole thing, because the point of cleaning up the apartment was to make life a little easier for everyone.
Absolutely beautiful outside this morning. My head hurts.
Bohužel.
Ja jsem tak smutná.
Absolutely beautiful outside this morning. My head hurts.
Bohužel.
Ja jsem tak smutná.