I used to own every pumpkin pie that slap-a-ham ever baked.

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It's been seven days since I had a cigarette.

It's been 25 hours since my last cigarette. I'm trying to quit, and I'm doing surprisingly well. Am I straightedge again yet?

I'm a very impatient person.

I didn't last an hour on the patch. I'm still waiting on a fax from Columbus. My philosophy class has me feeling exremely immoral. I had a weird dream about a girl that I loved who was trying to kill me because she was jealous that I was friends with Kurt Cobain. She finally decided that she couldn't kill me when I told her that I was at home ( Read more... )

My brain is officially attacking me again, and it's officially fucking up my groove. The papers from Columbus have been officially faxed, and they officially got screwed up in the transaction, and I'm gonna have to officially request them again. I just officially smoked my last cigarette, and in regards to that I just officially put on a nicotine ( Read more... )

Sometimes I just need to cling on as tight as I can to rationality and hope that I weather the storm.

I went to go see my shrink today, and he said that he saw me smile more in that session than he has ever seen me smile before, but wait.... the compliment doesn't stop there... he then said that, that might be a sign of mania.... THANKS DOCTOR!

Yes kids, it was Please Inform the Captain That This is a Hijack. I can sleep easy now, and all your friends' pages will no longer be bogged down with stupid, annoying posts.