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  <title>AAAAAAAH</title>
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  <description>well i made one again, haha im kinda lame but its OK. today i biked to ballet and back and then my tendenitis really started hurting really badly i felt like amputating my foot. ive been so unproductive today its ridiculous, i&apos;ve bummed around and organized my big everything drawer for a little, then read the obituaries section in the newspaper...someone named barnard hughes died at 92 he had a pretty interesting life if you ask me, i ate more coffee ice cream today then i think i ever have in my entire life, i changed clothes 3 times, i lost my lock which sucks, and my jeans no longer fit me..SOOPER! yesterday i hung out with ben and michael and it was fun and games until i bumped into [litterally] my older half brother, his kid, his pregnant [again] wife and my fathers ex wife. i tried to run but my brother insisted i meet his mother [my dad&apos;s ex] so i wound up having the longest most awkward conversation with all of them, and i was high all on top of that which made matters worse. then i went out for dinner with my parents which was okay.</description>
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