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Wednesday, March 19, 2003 

Why do I lash at the people closest to me? It only makes for major guilt afterwards, and I'm starting to wonder about my "only get mad at the people you can afford to get mad at" philosophy; anything I come up with after 9 PM is usually idiotic anyway, which explains a lot of these posts and why I'm geared to be a morning person. My attention span has be de-evolving from that of an elephant to a flea in the past few days, but someone has tipped the Law Library off and ordered new chairs just for me! The plastic, modern-utility style isn't really me -- I'm more of a monastic library type girl -- but whatever keeps me from having to shift sitting positions every now and then to keep circulation going below the waist is all good with me.

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  • I'm daft
  • From Arlington, Virginia, United States

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