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Wednesday, June 08, 2011

national day of mourning

Today was National Day of Mourning, and we were supposed to Have Fun, but I don't know where the day went. I know I napped in the evening, chatted with A for a long time in the morning, ran errands, bound zines, ate avocado sandwiches, wrote some letters to go with zines. The letters were poor because I was so sleepy.

So today kind of sucked, and tomorrow a new SAT scoring session begins. I mean, by kind of sucked, I am probably hurting this day's feelings. But it was okay, really. Sorry, day.

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