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Friday, April 30, 2004
· posted at 1:52 AM
...and another one. I didn't always have a disdain for pleasantries. I think it grew my freshman year after I my friend had an unbelievable suitemate who would complain about people blowdrying their hair and talking at 11 o'clock... in the morning! She'd leave us my friend and her suitemates little gripe notes and then sign them with a nicety. Those little notes with "Have a nice day!" and a smiley face guaranteed anything but.
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