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As predicted P-Funk was fucking awesome. I danced like an idiot all night. A white lanky idiot. It was so good. I was joined by my officemates and Curiousity.

I discovered my poor friend T was born without a funky bone in his body. You could see him standing half asleep in the middle of a crowd of jumping, dancing and screaming fans.

Poor guy. If you feel for T's plight and want to help, you can send me a check for $50.

In contrast, Curiousity got down all night and got the great honor of being pulled on stage by Sir Nose and dancing with the band. Awesome.

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I've accepted that I will probably retire with the same cold that I have now. It's bordering on ridiculous. And it's making it really hard to get a good nights sleep

I found out that the deadline for my language exam is a bit flexible. I should be able to take it tomorrow or monday. I still have a lot to learn so I don't know if I can make it happen by tomorrow. But I've BS'd my way through harder things. I have the first half of my topic exam next thursday, so it would be nice to have it out of the way.