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The entry I posted last night exaggerated my depression by a few kiloPascals. Today, I'm feeling conscious and motivated enough to bore you with what I did yesterday.
I killed Derek, watched The Royal Tenenbaums and played my best ultimate in three months (I didn't even get nauseous once).
I saw Laura Collishaw too. She was wearing a long, green velvet cloak.
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No Borp!
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