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Oh man, you know it's going to be a good day when, in attempting to get out of bed, you slam your foot into your bedside table and it hurts like a monkeyfucker. Jinkies, that was uncool.

And the MP3 player Don got me STILL refuses to charge at all, and it appears that something may be wrong with my USB ports, except only where that particular software is involved. So while it upsets and sickens me to even think about it, I'm probably going to have to need a new laptop within the next year. Or at least have someone clunk around in this and fix the fan and whatever the hell else is wrong with it.

Shit I could use an external harddrive too.

Meanwhile, Have you voted in my mystery poll? Go vote in my mystery poll!

I desperately want, need, and must be taken to acquire groceries and a new toothbrush and new shampoo because I am soooo sick of the way mine smells. And a lightbulb. And drugs and grapes.

Friday doesn't really have any special meaning when every day is pretty much just sitting around either doing reading or avoiding doing reading. Wheeeeee grad school. What a non-stop party.

Edit: I have the best boyfriend ever, and he has provided a handy solution to the tragic story of "The MP3 Player That Would Not Charge." Also he has told me where on the computer the fist lives so I can defrag that mofo. HOORAY FOR DON!

Edit 2: GODDAMN YOU EBAY! And Paypal too. Stupid invisible money that I can't use for real-life practical things so I have to buy the stupid mutter mutter...