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sleep? meh. haven't seen any around here. not for me . . . soigh . . .

dude. everybody is fucking asleep. what the hell is up with that? geez.

>.<

Scientists at NASA have developed a gun built specifically to launch dead chickens lat the windshields of airliners, military jets and the space shuttle, all traveling at maximum velocity. The idea is to simulate the frequent incidents of collisions with airborne fowl to test the strength of the windshields ( Read more... )

i am clearly not cut out for this stuff. *sigh* i have backed myself up against a wall and the roof is crumbling around my head. how shall i ever get throug this? things have been bad before, but not this bad, and this hopeless. it's gotten to the point where it's so hopeless that i don't feel like it matters any more.

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my days seem to have a lingering desperation about them. i feel so fragile. like a flower made of ashes. the remnants of what has already burned away. there are random fleeting instances where i remember what i felt like when i was a wee little lad, and for a short period of time, i feel carefree to a certian extent. with all the worries of ( Read more... )

video games are the devil. the most evil thing that could have ever been invented. they don't do anything constructive. in fact, all they do is waste your time. but you [and when i say you, i mean me] have so much fun playing them, that, even though you have them and you know you can play them whenever you want to later, you keep on playing ( Read more... )

lost my tigerstripe card on monday. didn't even know i had lost it until the next day. kind of made me want to kick myself when i realized it was missing, coz there is a good deal of currency in my tigerstripe account. then, later that afternoon, i check my email, and behold: the desk at the library had emailed me saying that my tigerstripe card ( Read more... )