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My voice appears to have gone missing. In other news, I may have a new job, and I really need a car. -
Because you're empty, and I'm empty.
I'll just cut straight to the moral of the story: Humans are stupid, and people who don't like Ralph Nader can suck my diiiick. -
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You know what I could really use? A plane ticket. -
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Well, you guys, in case I hadn't mentioned it I can start college at Evergreen whenever I want so long as I have funding. So now that I am accepted to college I have, y'know, like only four or five other major and absolutely frightening obstacles to overcome before I am the student of a real, actual college. Where people go to learn things. So ( Read more... ) -
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Things are good, things are bad, things are happening. I am poor, and that's for sure. Progress is being made steadily.
If I'm terse or hard to reach it's only because I'm lost in my own little universe, again. But this time it's for the best to leave me to my own devices. It's not about destruction but creation. -
Finding?
I'm supposed to have things to say. Everyone is gone and so am I. -
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Someone remind me to figure out how to phrase my thoughts in a practical and easy to understand way, because all of my cryptic and incoherent rambling gets on my nerves.
YO! MLK JR DAY is tomorrow, and I am stoked! -
to cease and desist
It is Friday night and I want to refuse to be boring, but I'm not sure how. When do I ever do anything, anymore? I mean, quite seriously, the most interesting thing I have done since Kurt & Byungmin left town has been fainting at Starbucks, and that was more horrible/strange than interesting anyways; what I'm trying to say here is that I am lame ( Read more... ) -
God, my fucking life.
Last night, while Josh and I were waiting for the barista at Starbucks to finish making our drinks, I fainted cold on the floor. I then proceeded to sweat profusely, and get sick. Paramedics came because the employees of Starbucks asked me if I needed them while I was in the middle of vomiting, and that was really quite embarrassing, all things ( Read more... ) -
Operation: Death is Not An Option '010
Well in this year of somebody's lord two thousand and ten it seems that both intensely magical and acutely horrible things are likely to happen to me. And, really, I suppose that's fine. I should have things to say, shouldn't I? Am I not opinionated? Sometimes my disgust with humanity/reality/non-dolphin persons really eats away at my soul, ( Read more... )