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Mood:
whatever...tired, I think.

I've started my novel, for NaNoWriMo. My first two chapters are done, printed out, and being taken to work with me today to be admired by myself on my thirty minute break.

I'm going to a thing tonight, I'm sure I'm going to be bored out of my mind.

Oh well.


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