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ah, its over

Im heading home to relax for an hour before my classmate comes over. We are going to palpate each other and practice our swedish techniques. Although all this sounds at though it must be somehow secretly sexual, it's the farthest(furthest..what the hell is that word?) thing from it. After rubbing other people's glutes and leaning on the sacrum, and poking other bodies in the attempt to find boney landmarks that you'll be tested on on the final...people just become pieces of fleshy meat. Seriously. If you dont believe me, enroll in a massage program. My brain is tired. Im using the passive voice and not caring. (Usually, I use it and care, but dont change it. One step down from lazy ultra-pathetic)

James should be in Las Vegas by now.