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Tuesday, March 27, 2007 Clearly I suck. I don't want to say too much in a public space, but I'm no longer going to be in the first run of the circus show. Because I suck. Thanks go to Kate and Jen for attempting to cheer me up yesterday, even though they're both dealing with their own sucky problems, like illness, the illness of others, illness of pets, and exam stress. Brownie points go to Mike for coming over at 10 at night yielding cheery flowers. I like flowers. I feel a bit less melancholy, but I still suck. I promise this will be the last post in which I lament about this fact. Posted by T.W // 8:04 AM
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About Me I'm a circus-performing, crazy- horse riding, costume- designing,
comic book- reading university student who owns way too much Mac makeup.
It's disturbing, really, just how much I have. But I'm bloody awesome anyway. Archives Friends kt the high dictatress of the universemeredith the boobtastic nikki high queen of smutsia bish the mad scientist Links Cosplay.comCirque Sublime homepage Doug Jones' Official Website Mugglenet.com American Cosplay Paradise M.A.C homepage Nice Hair Webcomic Dream Diary I had a dream where my dad was a keeper of some sort of tokens or objects that would turn whoever found them into superheroes. The catch was as soon as anyone touched these objects some signal went out to some sort of ninjas/bad people who promptly then tried to hunt my dad and I down. But I had super powers so it was all good!My Pet! ![]() |
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