Thoughts of a dying humourist

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Monday, October 02, 2006

Just when you thought every Jones and his aunt had a blog...you discover your (extremely funny and witty) friend has one. Pieter!
We have most classes together and somehow always end up arguing over something that is completely irrelevant to anything. But its fun because he talks nonsense with a straight face and pretends he doesnt write well. Liar.

Just wrote a mean Lexicography test. I actually knew what I was saying, which is a first in that field. But meh. I hope youre all well.

Anni
16:24
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