I wonder if when reporters are hired they are tested on how quickly they can go from lighthearted banter about harry potter straign into war with Iraq.
finaly got a working key for pop up stopper pro and i am whole again.... i can surf the net in a state of calme and relaxation (i do that with my right hand by the way) no longer do i have to tensly sit there with itchy fingers stroking (ALT-F4) just waiting to slay any pop-up that's about to strike. so free so good, so breezy, like it should
there goes my streak, but the day i'm not mad about ending it. I guess that's a very poor very vague journal entry... but you should expect nothing more by now.
people are coming tommorow to replace our carpet, cleaning my room is a real tour-de-force and yet still have to take apart my computer arrangement and all, i'm so afraid for my baby, one fucking scratch on my monitor... i'll fucking kill them all.
cleaning out my room today, found old class notes, thought for lack of anything better, i'd post a sample of my school day. A word of warning, it's large (~350k) and hardly worth it notes.jpg
unless you're fiona apple, how do you tell someone that you understand when becaue of the way they feel it's best to not say anything at all
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Things need to be expressed, if you they're not, they'll just float around crowding your subconscious effectively distracting you from dealing with anything else. Please excuse all this pseudo-phillosophical smack if you find it ditestable. I don't know how much longer, and i don't want to.... it's all good.