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08 December 2008

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An average day: ate my usual at the cafeteria (taco salad, so good that I always consume the whole thing and feel almost ill afterwards), got a painful massage for my shoulder spasms, made fancy homemade ramen for dinner, and met Cory at the Fireside for two hours of writing time.