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Graaaaar.

I went to bed very early last night. As in, around eight thirty. I was asleep by about ten, I think, and had some really freaking weird dreams. I won't go into them, but those of you who have read my previous dream entries know that I do not kid when I speak of weird.

Had a meeting at eight this morning. My task for the day is cataloguing all the files on these old CDs that have just been randomly stacked up on shelves. This is the most boring task in existance. And it's long and tedious and annoying. Then I go to class. Then I go home and have study dinner. Then I sleep. Then I go to work.

Isn't it thrilling?