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you are not my priority!

i have absolutely no idea what to write.

i'll think of something later,
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rant of the week.

I discovered yesterday that my scanner suddenly decided it didn't want to live anymore and died. How convenient. It made me want to do everything in my power to hurt it, whether that was hurling it across my room or bashing it repeatedly with anything that would cause it damage. However, i didn't and i simply mourned my loss. Why, oh why, does everything deconstruct when you actually need to use them. Par example, last week i went to turn on my bedside light to do some work when it blew up in my face, dragging every electrical appliance in house down with it.

I did nothing today, except maybe lose the will to live which usually happens 2 hours into my college day. Furthermore, leading me to bitch about how many more god forbidden days i have to endure there to anyone who will listen or just shut down completely.

But on a brighter note, tonight looks like its going to quite enjoyable night in front of the tele. Heston Blumenthal, you mad mad man.

i think thats maybe it today.
R.I.P scanner.

quelle heure est-il?

hello.