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I realize that recent posts were not altogther fair in many of their accusations and barbs. I am well aware of this, I was aware of it when I made the posts. But somehow felt that incorperating that into the post did not express how strongly I felt about things at the time, or feel about them now. Also my tendancey to contratdict my words with my ( Read more... )

One of the signs of depression is the lack of personal hygene. One of the signs that you're of my weidness is that no one has said anything. I shall rectify this situation however, I am going to go for a run, probably fall on my butt in the ice, and bath. Which is good because I have no idea when the last time I did that was.

I feel unsafe driving tonight, so all K-zoo plans are on hold until maybe tomorrow. Heart you all!

Jeez people. When I tell you you don't want to read something, sometimes, just sometimes, I'm right. Not that it matters, because you're probably going to keep reading anyways.

( You know what happend last time you pushed this button. But you're going to do it again, aren't you? )

Don't read this unless you want to be chastised. And don't say I didn't warn you.

( You don't want to read this, but you can't keep your curiosity from doing it, can you? )

You Have a Melancholic Temperament
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Last night I dreamed I killed the lead singer of Coheed and Cambria. I shot him in the head with a bow and arrow like the wonderfully friendly person I am. Sadly, or maybe just scarily, I kill a lot in my dreams. I once took down an entire invading alien army with a pocket knife, and that's how it usually goes down, very close, personal, bloody ( Read more... )

I will not be returning to MSU this spring semester. I will be living with my family and attending college again in the fall. Maybe here, maybe back as Western, maybe at Northern, maybe at U of M. In the mean time I will be working, taking a class at FU and attending couciling for the third time in my life. Wee.

Just a public service announcement.

I am offically crackers. Officially. What you knew all along. You do know what I mean, right? I am not well in the head. I am an unstable personality. I am a far cry from being equipped to deal with the world. Go me.

I always knew this day would come. Damn.