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Haha. Okay, in the breakroom, someone occasionally prints out some completely retarded email, the kind of thing you computer illiterate aunt sends you, with it's topic preceded by FWD:fwd:Fwd:. Really lame jokes that people in their lower forties laugh at for a while, send to 30 people, and then immediately forget about forever.
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My leg feels better. It's still stiff but it's not as painful. I'm just glad I could work through it yesterday. I'm so MACHO. OH YEAH. HURRRRAAAAHH!! WHERE'S A PHONEBOOK I'LL RIP IT WITH MY THIGHS.
No lewd comments, Whomper.
Though i'm pretty sure you're the only one who reads this thing.
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My leg is killing me. There must be a muscle strain or something because it was stiff and hurt yesterday too. I figured it'd be better in the morning but it's just as bad. Yesterday it got progressively worse throughout the day, so we'll see how today goes.
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A guy whom I work with got stabbed in a parking lot on Saturday. It's so bizarre to hear about, since he is the nicest, quietest person you've ever met. I've heard he's a little into drugs though and has been beaten up before about some girl and her boyfriend or whatever.
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I am conforming to this sleep schedule. I'm waking up ten minutes before my alarm. I'm getting tired at midnight. I'm getting eight hours every night. OH GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING.
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Sunday, all the reasons I want to leave Minnesota were renewed. Being on my own, living my own life, I'd kind of settled on the idea that eh it wasn't so bad. A little redneck but not horrible. I still wanted to leave, but I wasn't miserable. I even had a chat with some co-workers about how I wasn't really in sync with this Midwestern culture. They ( Read more... ) -
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Visited my sister's apartment. I thought she'd changed, taking on responsibility and growing up. But when she started demanding things be given to her, and patronizing the charity she received, I realized she hasn't changed at all. She's still going to smash head on into a wall of reality one of these days. I feel no shame that I'm glad I won't be ( Read more... ) -
Paranoia
Paranoia is a gradual condition. It starts as a vague fear that goes unconfirmed and unconsoled and it germinates and gets worse and worse. The line between rational and irrational fears becomes blurred, and you can't tell whether you're being realistic anymore. Is this too much to hope for? I fought against myself, deciding for one last time to ( Read more... ) -
Not feeling too well.
I was right about the thing sneaking up on me. It's not as bad as I anticipated but it's much harder to deal with, namely because I'm not in control. The many facets of "me" are once again divided on how this is going to work out.
I feel myself beginning to unravel, beneath my by-default cheery disposition and shallow smiles. I'm not sure what to ( Read more... ) -
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Something is funny. I can't help but think there is something I don't know that is sneaking up on me. But I don't think there is anything that can stop me. I know what I want. I'm going to get it.
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