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is it supposed to be like my journal...or shit that people actually care about? I wish I wasn't so technologically retarded...anyway until I learn any better I'm gonna treat it like my journal Feb. 7th, 2008 Ran into Byren today outside of McGill, had a classic "Adrianna" moment that I must remember. Kinda went like this: Me: You! Byren:-You! what are you doing here, please dear mother of Christ tell me you don't go to McGill -No, got a job as a mail courrier, you? I'm comming back from seeing my psychiatrists (grins) -Really, I didn't know there were any around here Yes, there are and and and they give you these little sheets of paper (shower him paper) with stuff written on them ....and then you can bring them to da counter ....and gets the pills, knee he he he (the the paper flew away in an insane updraft like 30 feet in the air) and I had to run through the snow after it yelling "ooooo my gawwd....laughing....oooo nooo....fuck....and some more oooo my gaaawwwdds) So yeah, if you were outside McGill today and saw some weird pink hair creature running around screaming...that was me ..and the green haired creature pointing and laughing was Byren ....anyway I feel sorry for the people who had to witness that....beyond that..the day was pretty un-remarkable Listening To: clanging keyboard
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