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  <title>it&apos;s late.</title>
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  <description>And to be honest with you, I really don&apos;t know what I&apos;m doing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few nights have been strange, as far as my sleeping schedule goes. I think I fucked it up that one night I decided to take a nap at 8 fucking pm, only to wake up at midnight and not get back to sleep til like, 4 in the morning. Go me. Great plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/kawaiinaeko/project365/december08/IMG_0675.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway. That would be me, as of thirty minutes ago. Snazzy, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I should introduce myself. But I think I&apos;ll leave that &apos;til later .. cause really, I need to get back to bed asap. Mom wants to go into Nashville tomorrow to do some bra shopping at Cacique, and I&apos;m sure she&apos;ll want to go before my normal wake-up time of 2 in the afternoon. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the 27th. Or the 28th, technically. The 27th makes me think of that day, naturally. And if you don&apos;t know what day, my dad died on March 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v467/kawaiinaeko/project365/december08/IMG_0677.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, it&apos;s my face again. :D Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was pretty awesome. Relaxing, although poor Jeremy (my boyfriend) had to work that morning. Apparently, movie theaters are open on Christmas? And they&apos;re .. really busy? What the hell, I know. I really had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy ass people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll go into more Christmas-related details later. Again, I really should be in bed.</description>
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