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Time travelling is a
highly-coveted choice of superpower.
Saturday, January 17, 2009

I wanna die already ...
Many things to do now, wish I could just take my cough mixture and sleep a long sleep.

And where's my awards I've been expecting since last year?
Where's my Best in Subjects awards?
I give up man.

.. contributed momentary muses at 10:06 PM