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Friday, December 21, 2012



Rainy day. I spent the morning at work, Newspace, and the evening in my last critique of the semester. 

When I was little, before I knew the definition of the word critique, I thought it would make a very pretty name for a girl. Critique. Oh if only I knew. 

Then I went home and was lazy and barreled myself up under two blankets and did not post any blogs. 

I am so dreadfully behind. 

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