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And then I can go quietly insane on my own schedule for the summer.
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I hear ya, sistah. My day was spent frantically having tuxedoes drycleaned to be returned to choir and band. Final count: two pairs of pants, three cumberbands, two bow ties, one jacket. Now we have to see if we can barter the extra cumberband for a jacket somehow. How exactly does one lose a tux jacket?
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