Life is like a box of chocolates. You know exactly what you're going to get because it says so right there on the label.

I guess some of us just don't read labels?


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So this week I've seen pussy in high places, dreams with real endings and the kind of real life we all like to pretend doesn't exist.

In further, more understandable news, the trail hsc exams have left few without the adverse affects of over-stress and a slightly lowered self esteem. The unspeakable terrors of english paper 2 were reconciled by the devastatingly overestimated biology questionables. I studied for the wrong one. *thumbs up*

Following a "laze in the meadows", or perhaps just the front lawn, and the onset of some kind of pink eye, extension one gets to wait til next week. Apparently my immune response is in some fine working order, thanks for asking.

I won't ask how yours is, or you'll be rubbing your eyes in the grass to check.

Alas, the intarwebz have grown tiresome and life away from the gleaming screen is like some kind of reverse beacon because the glare isn't nearly half as bright as this monitor or, indeed, any kind of beckoning light of the night.

What am I talking about; it's times like these I know I need to sleep.


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