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Crap. That's how I feel. I've attained a sore throat somewhere overnight and I want it to go away, NOW. I don't see this weekend holding much in the way of fun and excitement, so maybe I will take this time to venture to the thrift store (I know I say this all the time), bookstore, and the obligatory 99 cents store for poor-girl staples like pasta (and cough drops, I guess). And the lots and lots of work for school, though that work is more about my laziness than its difficulty. Hmm, I need someone to run over to the Chinese restaurant and bring me soup, anyone?? Oh yeah, random strangely accurate quiz time: 
anterior - despues
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