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On another note. I am currently at the library working on my final paper for this infernal class that is making me go nuts.

And I'm sitting here right now, feeling my innards twist and turn...as I contemplate the murder of the guy standing behind me.

I hate people who hover right behind you, for no good reason.

Frankly, I hope he's reading this right now and pissing in his pants with fear.

The darn copier is right behind me here...and he keeps copying papers in this book...at such a slow pace I want to tear the damn thing out of his hands and do it myself!

GAH!

I need to find a new seat, I'll never get any work done here at this rate.

Yes, I'm feeling cranky. And my head hurts.