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I'm home from classes today (again) due to whatever I did to my neck. I'm really sore right now and kind of groggy from all the awesome painkillers I'm taking. I'm not sure why I'm bothering, since it hurts nearly as much after as it did before. God bless high tolerances.

I just checked the mail. There was, as usual, nothing good there, except for another letter from Vector ('the Anti-Christ') informing me that I now owe them my first born child. Riiiight, that's not much of a shady operation. They'll see that money when I grow pixie wings.

Tomorrow is payday, which rocks my world. (How mundane, I am talking about payday in my journal. I'm so grown up.) I have so many things I should be doing with my paycheck this week, but I think instead I am going to splurge on this skirt I saw in a catalogue. Just want I need too, right? A red plaid skirt... Oh well.. I deserve it after the week I've been having. I think I might pick up a second job.. I could always use extra cash.

I suppose that's it for now.. Nothing earth-shattering, or even that juicy, but this is my life as of this moment. Might go see Isis tonight at the Middle East. I have a doctor's appointment somewhere around 4 today to fix my stupid neck again. That's all.