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Die Eier Von Satan.

Why do I do this? Why do I sit here in this really uncomfortable chair with the ill placed screw poking me, staring abnormally devoid of thought at the computer when I have two forty paged chapters in a Social Psychology book to read?
Despite that reading a bunch of shit about other persons and their social interactions irks me, seeing as how I don't give one flying fuck about social interactions; I have no reason not to be reading it.


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Sep. 20th, 2001 09:40 am (UTC)
You do it because you LOOOOOOVVVVEEEEEE me!
Sep. 20th, 2001 01:19 pm (UTC)
why would she love a retard like you?
Sep. 20th, 2001 01:33 pm (UTC)
Oh but I do. His dog can put out fires with his bare paws. It's cool.
Plus, he works at Radioshack and he's going to buy me an amazing stereo system once I get that pseudo Honda.
Sep. 20th, 2001 07:35 pm (UTC)
All of the facts displayed here are true.
Sep. 20th, 2001 10:39 pm (UTC)
see? he's a keeper. and you haven't even seen his abs.
Sep. 21st, 2001 05:04 am (UTC)
o_O have you?
Sep. 21st, 2001 08:39 am (UTC)
Sep. 21st, 2001 09:24 am (UTC)
Given, they're not QUITE as impressive as cores, but I'm fond on them.
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