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Apr. 21st, 2007 02:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
. . . Dang, this is one hell of a caffiene crash.
Spent the morning at karate, watching and not practicing. One of the senpais ragged on me good-naturedly about it, but accepted the donating blood thing; when Sensei finally saw me on his way out of the dojo, he demanded to know why I wasn't practicing, gave me a Look at my explanation, and left.
I should be doing homework, but this fic is eating my brain, so I'ma work on that for a bit first.wr
Spent the morning at karate, watching and not practicing. One of the senpais ragged on me good-naturedly about it, but accepted the donating blood thing; when Sensei finally saw me on his way out of the dojo, he demanded to know why I wasn't practicing, gave me a Look at my explanation, and left.
I should be doing homework, but this fic is eating my brain, so I'ma work on that for a bit first.wr