29 January, 2005 - 14:36
Writing my grad school statement of interest. Writing. Writing. Wirting. Wirting. And I have a weird sore on my bum that makes it hurt everytime I sit on it. Should I tell the admissions department at Uppsala Universiteit about the sore? ...maybe it would get me in... perhaps they like sores. My friend E loves feet. Really corny feet with cracked heels and any kind of fungus you might imagine. I wonder if she licks fungus-feet? ...does athlete's foot taste like that weird, orange Finnish "cheese" that Katrina and I bought on Bay Street three years ago? I must ask!
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