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2003-06-05 - 8:34 p.m. I am sick, sick, sick of rainy cold miserable weather! Its rained nearly every day since I got my washing machine installed. Coincidence? I think not. God is smiting once again. Because, of course, I am the center of my universe and god is a petty little being who likes to make sure I have no clean socks or underwear. (What a sad f@*ed up little creature I am) And what is it about nasty weather that makes one want to eat everything in sight? Its like some primitive hibernation impulse kicks in..."Its chilly out therefore I must eat compulsively until my body fat builds up enough to keep me warm...licorice whips, mmmmmm" Gripe, gripe, gripe....I'm so sick of me, and now you are too. � 
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