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Well, I'm 21 now. My birthday was a total bust. I got my picture retaken, which came out really well, Matt got me a Kylessa CD, Kalen got me some cute HK stuff, my mom got me a wallet and a penis keychain, Steve got me tickets to a jazz concert that I ended up missing because of work shit, and my father got me nothing because he forgot my birthday.

Still no word back on the bloodwork. I have a bunch more bruises and I'm starting to feel unwell more of the time than not. I should know something tomorrow, I guess. I think tomorrow I'm also going to a wake. Donna's auntie died and I think we're dropping by with condolence cards. Way to have a great beginning to the week.

Yea, I'm going to end this with Carleigh's survey.

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