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I am watching Workeiser... oh hoho... I so spelt his name wrong.

I seem to marvel at the idea, as Rin said, that I am a blog genius... or was is that blogging comes naturally... period period period... I can't remember.

So, I tried working out. Really I did. 15 minute workouts are the same as 30 minute ones right? I should think so. Both make one sweaty and sad (incidentally, not a fun combination)

How does combination shorten to combo? Why isn't it combonation then? WHY? English is so confusing. It makes no sense. It's almost as if someone said: I don't want it to be the letter "o" How about the letter "i"? And everyone else was like: Ok dokie artichokie. (my grandma says that. ^^)

Verizon just made a "Don't be afraid of 3G Dead Zones" commercial. LAMEZOID!

So, anyway, this one time at band camp we were all at Red Robin and I was thinking to myself in my head and suddenly voiced my random thought to the confusion of everyone at the table. Then they all looked at me and said "This one time at band camp..."
Then they laughed. *cry* True story right there. It would make a great motion picture.

I think ma mere est ici. Hoorrah! Au Revoir ma amie!

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