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in trying to search for “beatles” in xangazon, i got zero results. then i searched for “mystery tour” and got five results…maybe it was four. hmm.
i’m actually not listening to magical mystery tour. the people in the apartment below me (i think they may be lesbians, but i’m not sure. their dog barks at me through the window and i stomp louder on the stairs.) are listening to it. i can make out the bass riffs, which i recognize immediately, of course, as strawberry fields forever. i laid with my ear on the floor listening to it for 10 minutes. when i decided to put my own mmt cd in and listen to it, it just wasn’t the same. so i returned to the floor.
i feel thoroughly raped and beaten and broken after taking three tests in the last two days. do all professors get together and plan malicious test dates at the same time? can’t they just pry into our stomachs with screwdrivers and pour in rubbing alcohol instead?
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no, stomach screwdrivers would be too easy.
link added! brace yourself for the traffic.
grumble grumble grumble…booze booze booze.