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Saturday, December 18, 2004  

I'm waiting for snow. or rain. rain isn't something I'd complain about right now either. it's got nothing to do with christmas. it's just too dry. I've had a headache that won't go away. I drink gallons of water. gallons. every day. I'm itchy, and nivea, even when imported from Switzerland, is doing nothing for me. and it looks like crap outside. and my car's grey. not black. grey. no matter how often I wash it, the grey comes before I know it. come on rain. snow. whatever. preciptation in general.

posted by kim | 6:09 p.m.|
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