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2005-02-03 8:08 PM feeling so icky, even my jaw hurts Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: whiny Read/Post Comments (0)	Hehe...and all I wanted was the license to practice law!?!? Hey, Rob: Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. : ) My tummy will not settle down, no matter what I do. It refuses to be sick, but also refuses to stop feeling nauseous. Eck. Not much to tell, just noting that I am still alive, much to my chagrin. Still have my fingers crossed for this weekend and my BDay. Must. Hold. Out. Hope. Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top
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