Now with less sugar!

I saved myself by not writing about someone in an unsatisfactory way. The responsible parties were drowning their sorrows in Champaign, their guilt crushed under the weight of party hats and women of ill repute.

I found a way to work ill repute into a sentence. Just say it, it's great! Ill repute.

I suddenly have a lot on my mind. It makes the day scream by even though today was brutal from the previous evening’s activities. It's a fact: the cool ones are always far away. I was so over working at the end of the day I printed several crossword puzzles (to help with German) and managed to complete one with only having to look up three words. Yay.

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