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TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER

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10.05.10

Tonight I contemplate weeks of lentil soup and rice gruel, to be relieved by cans of cheap beer and free muffins on Postgrad Wednesdays. Money problems, man! I shake my fist in the direction of the institution responsible for the sluggish flow of US-fed funds. Ah well, I just hope my wisdom tooth delays its inevitable emergence.

All in all, I am happy. First fencing lesson and sore muscles from lunging, check. Fabulous view of docklands at dawn, check. Sweet texts from a sweet heart, check.

Ms d'Artagnan lives to fight for another day!




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