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I feel very butch today. I'm wearing dirty pants rolled up (it's hot in here!) and a boy's shirt (my Man or Astroman? tshirt) and a pair of Tyson's boxers, 'cause I slept over in Cherie's bed last night (she was working so Rick came over) and I'd been wearing a thong and NO WAY was I wearing it in bed or a second day. And I'm all sure you guys care what undies I'm wearing.... boxers are really weird. I sorta don't feel like I'm wearing any underwear.

In any case, I took my Gandhi exam today in Mr. Sonnleitner's office. He's jealous of my mad typing skillz. Thank you, IRC. I think I got an okay grade, probably around a C. I couldn't remember the hindi names for anything except satyagraha. ARGH. Poor Gandhi. I understand a lot of his ideas but please don't ask me to give the official terms for stuff....ARGH. I have a math exam tomorrow. Yeay.