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Today is a great day. I got up a bit late and missed breakfast, but that's OK. I didn't have my homework done for my first class, but we ended up doing it in class, so that was cool. Then, I found out that my next class got canceled. Woohoo! On top of all this, it's a beautiful day.

I really didn't want to get up this morning, but I knew I didn't want to skip any more classes this semester, so I skipped breakfast instead. I told myself that I'm not allowed to check my e-mail until after all my classes today (I'm apparently a compulsive e-mail checker. I'm not sure where that comes from, though. Excuse me while I check my e-mai... oh, umm, nevermind). I'm usually late to class because I'm reading my e-mail. That's not good.

I have a test at 1pm in a class that I don't understand. I now have plenty of time to study (and eat breakfast!). God is super cool.

Cool. I just fixed an indentation problem I've been messing with for a while on quoted text (like my last entry). All blockquoted text is now unindented. Nice.

A letter from my sister:

Tim,

I am afraid that I have some sad news to report. Your beloved wall clock, the one you always berate me for hanging on the bathroom wall, sadly, has chosen to end its life. I was washing up for bed in the bathroom, at least 3 feet from the wall it hung upon, when I was startled by a loud crash. I turned around sharply, and saw that the clock had leapt from the wall and shattered upon the tile floor. I can only assume that it, like you, felt that it deserved a better station in life than to hang upon my bathroom wall, day in, and day out; the agony must have become overwhelming to the point where it could no longer bear the monotony, and it decided to put an end to its suffering. Alas, it did not even have a name. The time of death was 11:28 p.m., as read from its own shattered and disfigured face. A moment of silence, please.....

Your beloved and melodramatic sister,

Corri