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 <title>Scribus (scribus)'s status on Monday, 21-May-12 05:33:34 UTC</title>
 <author_name>Scribus (scribus)</author_name>
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 <html>@&lt;span class=&quot;vcard&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rainbowdash.net/user/7517&quot; class=&quot;url&quot; title=&quot;Sindre&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fn nickname&quot;&gt;derpyshy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And it's in my mini-fridge, but because I don't have access to the kitchen I can't cook a real gorram meal, relying on nothing more than fast food and massive snacking. My room has no stovetop. My room has no oven. My room has no kitchen sink. I can't prepare a meal without a preparation area, widely known as a &amp;quot;kitchen.&amp;quot; I can eat cereal, sandwiches, and microwave crap, in addition to fast food. It is killing me on more than a mere &amp;quot;bad nutrition&amp;quot; level. I hate it, I resent it, I want to escape it, and I'm about to hurl my phone at the wall in a fury the more I think about the crap situation I've driven myself into. In fact, the main upside is that I've realized how much better my self-control has gotten because in a prior age I would have ended up beating myself by the time I was this furious.</html>
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