Strange.
I feel strange.
Writing it twice like that, it almost makes me doubt my spelling.
Again, I say strange.
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Dear J,
How long are you going to make me wait?
Love,
Your impatient girlfriend
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My arms are sore. My back is aching. I last worked on Thursday, so what's the problem?! *unintentional rhyming* All I know is I'll be finishing a tube of Rub-A535 tonight.
The funny thing is my parents think I'm a weakling. They asked if I could carry their TV out of their room for a replacement but wanted to do it with them. I said it's better if I just do it myself as it will be harder. The TV is only a fraction of what I carry at work. Erm.
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Our family doctor is retiring and we are doctorless. We have a few prospects but the one they chose is not a bus away. At least, not something I'd consider to be that accessible as it would take me longer than 30 minutes. Erm.
As much as I hate visiting the doctor, I need to soon enough. I think my physical check-up has been way overdue. Sigh.
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My head is clouded with nonsense.
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