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I'm really tired. Matt and I stayed up somewhat late last night, watching The Doors, but I was still asleep before 3am. I managed 8 hours of sleep, but, you know, I'm still exhausted. It's got to be the temperature chance.

Dawn called me from Florida on Wednesday night. She is coming home today. When I talked to her, she said that she was definitely ready to be home; she was all Disney'd out. We tentatively made plans for Matt and me to come up the week-end of the 20th. I told her about the baby things I bought for her.

Also: I spoke to a lady named Lola as I was connecting to Dawn's room. Lola was scary.

I'm going to see Moulin Rouge, finally, tonight. I downloaded that foolishly catchy song from it last night. I want to know why I'm not famous. I can sing equally as well as, if not better than, Christina Aguliera.

I'm eff-in' sleepy and cranky. I also must have slept funny, because my spine is killing me.

I'm watching Matt run around like a chicken with his head cut off because there are two different phones ringing right now. Amused.

I quit, this is incoherant. I'm going to be cranky and hunt up two dollars so I can have some eff-in' coffee. >_

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