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for the girl who has too much free time

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Dec. 5th, 2001 | 07:34 pm
mood: tiredtired
music: Christina Aguilera - Come On Over (Radio Edit)

I am a Chieftan Carved out of Cheese.

My raspberry motivation slides transparently beyond the elongated prune. I dig widely upon the bus of my leather mangroves. Hygienic cameras pardon my curly white atmosphere.

Grant the wise barnacle, forsooth? The Utterly Surreal Test

Whoever wrote that has way too much free time.

Oh, and I am, by the way, 75% British. How terribly amusing. (particularly since I have a large number of instances in which I fancy myself British more than American. And yes, I do mean fancy).

Finals are doing this evil looming act again. Looming just like great big looming finals.

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from: lunae
date: Dec. 5th, 2001 08:42 pm (UTC)


Argh, I'm trying to study for neuroscience and I keep blaming everything on dopamine. Surely it's not all dopamine's fault?

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from: stellae
date: Dec. 5th, 2001 10:48 pm (UTC)

This is true -- chances are it's not dopamine's fault. But, being the lovely feelingless biomolecule that dopamine is, I'm sure it doesn't mind being a scapegoat. ;-)

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