last night i had three dreams in which i, respectively; saved my youngest sister and her friends from a molester, saved my friends from an evil villain(and subsequently saved the evil villain), and saved the world from music that was trying to turn everyone into evil conformists. interesting trend?
i'm off work for the next three days. i like. and i don't like(this is not helping me save money for london). if anyone knows of anything fun going on, give me a call(this won't help me save for london either, but fuck it
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i was at a party of nick goodman's where we subsequently found a dead body in his bathtub. apparently, this was no end of funny. i also remember singing meatloaf karaoke style. we later wished we had gone to my cousin's party. because she had invited my pizza hut store manager and kevin bacon(don't you remember he went to paw paw high school
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okay, so this is now twelve hours straight of not being able to shake a really horrible song from my conciousness. i'll listen to something quality, watch a movie, and next thing i know i'm humming again. can you just shoot me
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i still keep getting warned that my password is too easy to guess, and that i should change it or risk having my journal hijacked. well here you go; give it your best shot. officially calling all interesting and creative hijackers... in other news: happy "excuse for eating conversation-hearts" day
it's a damn good thing that i don't like chocolate. or sleep either. because i'm no immediate danger of getting either of those two things today. note present time. work begins at 8am. stupidity commenced much earlier, when i decided not to go directly to bed following work. verbosity increases in direct inverse proportion to amount of sleep
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