The not-so-quiet musings of a 30-year-old journalist
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
That was the worst 24 hours of my life.
But I'm glad it's finally over. I'm so relieved.
I've learned my lesson.
I also just realized it's been 28 hours since I've eaten anything. Whoops.
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