Two people online.
Jay, idle...Andy, not talking to me.

I don't know what I did.

This bothers me.

Guess I need to get a grip.

I am stressed. I have a headache. I am tired. Phil took two of my beer when I was crashed out. He hates beer more than I do. He says he was saving them for me. He could have asked. Shit. That pisses me off. I give him whatever is asked ( Read more... )

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I have a fucking headache. It's fucking ridiculous. I spelled that wrong. I had to have. Anyway, I need to talk to Phil. I'll Lj later.

So no one is online. Tony went for the alkamints. The tequilla is killing me but god it's good. I want Taco Hell. I talked to JD on the phone tonight. He seems ok. Quiet somewhat. Andy came online, said he was going to bed, he'd just got home from work, again. Les will probably call me by 11 am. Hope I'm awake. lol We'll see, eh? I want ( Read more... )

I fixed it. I deleted histories, files, games, and ran Norton on it. Works much better now. Can't believe the game fucked it up so bad. Grrr James. I haven't talked to Andy today. That's not good. I hope he didn't choke anyone, like Wendy, and end up in jail. Maybe he'll be on later. Wonder what Les is doing. I haven't talked to Jay today ( Read more... )

I try to journal and 500 friggin porn sites open instead. Says some shit is missing from the shortcuts. So I deleted all my shit and remade shortcuts. This is not what is suppose to happen at near 7 am waking from a night of tequilla!

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what was the fascination with lou bega's mambo no 5? it sucked. was it just cause it was uppity and catchy with it's beat?