Well, it's seven-freakin'-thirty-seven AM, and I'm awake. I'm about to go get some breakfast (What, you ask? Me? Breakfast? 'Tis true!), then maybe look over the Sociology bull one more time. Why did I talk to Ron on the phone so much last night? I don't understand. Bowling at the National Bowling Hall of Fame and Museum today; that should be fun. I've never been there. Lots of stuff happening today; gotta study for Psychology final, and bid farewell to a person or two who's/who're leaving today or tomorrow or at some unheard of early time. Now, for Breakfast...
Well, it's seven-freakin'-thirty-seven AM, and I'm awake. I'm about to go get some breakfast (What, you ask? Me? Breakfast? 'Tis true!), then maybe look over the Sociology bull one more time. Why did I talk to Ron on the phone so much last night? I don't understand. Bowling at the National Bowling Hall of Fame and Museum today; that should be fun. I've never been there. Lots of stuff happening today; gotta study for Psychology final, and bid farewell to a person or two who's/who're leaving today or tomorrow or at some unheard of early time. Now, for Breakfast...
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