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My mother used to freak out when she saw me wearing one of those shirts. Once she made me bring a Metallica shirt back to the shop because the t-shirt showed James giving the finger. My mom said that she would think he was giving it to her every time she looked at me and made me bring it back and get a nicer one that only has skulls and stuff. Getting the t-shirt back was terribly embarrassing.
 
I once almost made a little girl cry with my Fear of the Dark shirt. She never said anything, but it obviously scared her very much.
 
Random find of the day (no, I haven't read it):

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It's probably coincidental, yet somehow that cover looks so uncannily familiar.
 
The review says it all. If I see someone stating that the book "might be cheesy" to some people, that should definitely mean me.
 
I had not even been to the university for one hour today, and I was already close to a rage fit.
 
Because nothing worked. Five out of five copying machines were either broken or not plugged in (and God forbid somebody who is not staff do that!). I stood in line for five minutes just to return a fucking paper slip. My institute's librarian decided to just not show up today. Just dare to try all that at Harvard. Plus, I read a journal article that everybody considers groundbreaking, but that I found to be based on preposterous assumptions. And class got cancelled. Well, the latter part wasn't so bad, actually.
 
Good morning, world! How about another brain game? How many squares are in this picture?
I'm counting 15
I got 17 initially, recounted and got 16. Can't find where that 17th one is but I'm still looking
 
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