I'm sitting around awaiting my death that is sure to come when I take my anthro final in about forty minutes. I taste garlicky...leftover pasta from last night. Yummy. Where's my gum? I am a gum whore.A is in the kitchen washing dishes. She got back from her crim final not too long ago. I have to pack. I need gum. I don't want to go to anthro....
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