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Bad news: Another C in another class. This time I deserved it. The 16 credit-term is no effing good, man.
Good news: I've weened the cat off Pop-Tarts. Might help save on the kitty dental bill.
Bad news: I caught some weird flu-thing either off of one of the bus folk or probably from one of my fellow studente.
Good news: That flu thing helped me fit into newly-washed jeans this morning.

eh ... cosi cosi.