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Am I the only one who finds it rather darkly amusing that we celebrate someone's horrific death day by giving chocolate and flowers and stressing over relationships? I'm not trying to be bitter at all, I just think it's crazy how things end up all turned around.
Martyred for Hallmarks. That's a depressing thought. *grin*

Am doing logs in math. I like logs. This is weird.

I have to go research my paper now. Wheeee!

This song always makes me think of Razzie. I wonder what he's up to today? *snerk* ...probably holed up somewhere, if the poor boy has any sense.