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I've never gone through the stages of grief so succinctly and obviously before.  It was pretty humorous actually.

On the bright side, I'm going home with Perry this Sunday, and we are gonna hang out something epic.  I also get to cook breakfast and make bag lunches for Mike, who has finals, and deserves someone to take care of him.  Also, I am ecstatic that I get to take care of him.  Hehe, I've always wanted to do that.

I also found my wallet.  So, I can buy some milk.  As much as eating dry cheerios is just as delicious as with milk...

oh no, wait, no it isn't.