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Does "Restless Leg Syndrome" sound ridicuolous to anyone but me?

I've had an inexplicable urge to read something by Dickens and Nabokov's "Lolita" all day, the sad thing is, I have neither. Stress does weird things to me, other than stomach- and headaches, that is.

Right, "The Little Friend" took a turn for the better last night, I got terribly caught up in it, and read far too long. (Resulted in me staying up scarily late to finish the English essay, with the worst title I've thought up yet. Applause?)

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Does "Restless Leg Syndrome" sound ridicuolous to anyone but me?

I've had an inexplicable urge to read something by Dickens and Nabokov's "Lolita" all day, the sad thing is, I have neither. Stress does weird things to me, other than stomach- and headaches, that is.

Right, "The Little Friend" took a turn for the better last night, I got terribly caught up in it, and read far too long. (Resulted in me staying up scarily late to finish the English essay, with the worst title I've thought up yet. Applause?)