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Why am I completely unable to think of a title for these lately? Feeling: I'm starting to feel that I'm only considered a friend when it's convenient to her. So she'd rather go to karate than celebrate her birthday with friends that will spoil her rotten (i.e. grant her every whim and pay for everything). Fine. Comments? 0 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |