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5am madness

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

That idiot woke up at 5:30am and insisted that I play with him. I tried throwing him out of my room but that didn't work. He wailed like a werewolf under a full moon. Now I'm dead tired and I wanna go home.

Bugger. Now I know how my mum probably felt when I was a baby.

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