Tuesday, April 26, 2005

my skin is crawling...

I can't stop my feet moving...

I'm inventing ways in my head to go to France... (it includes winning a large sum of money)

I'm trying to will myself to know French...

my stomach is in knots...

I'm jittery...

I'm anxious...

or maybe I just drank too many cups of espresso

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