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verbicideYou know what's a really good feeling? When you wake up, entirely convinced it's Thursday. And you're okay with that, because you tell yourself t hat tomorrow is Friday and that's pretty awesome.
And then, halfway through putting your pants on, you realize: IT IS FRIDAY!!!!!!!
So, yay! Friday!!
I get to see Hawk tomorrow. For like, the first time in 5 years or some such shit. And perhaps there will be Farmer's Marketing. And sleeping in, which this gothic fucking weather has made me suddenly obsessed with.
And then, halfway through putting your pants on, you realize: IT IS FRIDAY!!!!!!!
So, yay! Friday!!
I get to see Hawk tomorrow. For like, the first time in 5 years or some such shit. And perhaps there will be Farmer's Marketing. And sleeping in, which this gothic fucking weather has made me suddenly obsessed with.
