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08.02.2004 Sunday morning @ 12:43 a.m.
*Bloody fuck*

I hate this current monitor. I hate it that it's so bloody old and that I can't see reds or purples or any shades of those.

I hate it that there's something utterly fucking wrong with my MSN messenger and that I can't connect to Hotmail.

I also hate it that I can't scan for critical Windows updates.

Fuck lar.

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