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08 October 2007

Airbag

So, I am still alive. My tests did not cause my death by exhaustion or mental crisis. I even managed to not do horrible on them, I think. I hope. We'll see. Almost half way there. I can make it. I think.
Posted by mountainmadeofsteam at 22:31

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