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[cimorene]

those fuckers had just BETTER call me back--aha. they delivered my bag to the school post office and told the airline they'd delivered it to the dorm. BRILLIANT work, motherfuckers. reading cj cherryh, explorer, in an attempt to soothe my delicate nerves--the state of my stomach says it isn't working.

baji-naji! bedtime.