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May. 17th, 2003 01:28 pmDad is eating soup. I can smell this soup.
I think I hate him right now.
Actually, you know, I'm not actually hungry. The knowledge that you can't eat is in reality far harsher than the not eating itself. *sigh*
I think I hate him right now.
Actually, you know, I'm not actually hungry. The knowledge that you can't eat is in reality far harsher than the not eating itself. *sigh*