Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Ibe sick.

Yeah, I have a cold now. It's official. It sucks, though if I said one thing that I like, it would be the weirdo dreams that I have. On the 29th I was "The Hexen," and last night I helped Charlie to stop this crazy gunman-kid from gaining absolute power by joining the halves of a ping-pong ball. :P

I went to Zach's after school to work on our bridge. We got some parts done, and I killed 79 Metroids. We shall work again!

So, yeah. I finished my current events (ha! HA!) and then I got beaten up a little (a lot) in Starcraft. And I had played the clarinet before that. And the piano. So now I'll go to bed early.

I wish I had a good book to read.

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