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going through old LJ entries, I realise that the things I most wish I remember -- things people said, what I did with my friends -- are the things I'm least likely to record. I only post to bitch and usually about school, and I don't care about that in the long run. I don't want to remember it. obviously, something is off about my priorities with this thing, and has been for a while.

not that I have Exciting Friend Things to say. Last night I watched a movie with Liz and then sat around in pain for a while and then went to bed.

Also, one of my tonsils is the size of a golf ball. And that isn't really exaggerating. Goody.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS

I tried to take a video of this today, but after I posted it on Youtube I found that someone else had taken a better one. This is at the mall that I frequent here.

Watch on YouTube

These things are fucking scary.

( their downstairs counterpart, and further Christmas Scary from Marks & Spencer )

In other news, the UK is awesome. I bought ibuprofen with codeine today. It makes you too stoned to care about any pain/swelling that it doesn't quite kill. :D