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Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I'm bored with this.
Not livejournal. Just "this" in general. Life, I guess.
I think I've finally fully recovered from the flu. Yay, no more coughing like an old lady with lung cancer.
On cold days like today, the itchy wool sweater is really the only way to go.
I partied all weekend. Folks, I'm partied out. Pooped, if you will.
I don't even feel like myself lately. Come on, brain, kick it up a notch. BAM!
I'm not even going to talk about the "womenfolk" situation, because I don't know enough about what's going on to be emo and bitch about it.
This may be my most scatterbrained entry ever. Or at least in a while.
This is seriously barely readable. A steaming literary turd on the lawn of the English language.
What?
lovevince
I'm bored with this.
Not livejournal. Just "this" in general. Life, I guess.
I think I've finally fully recovered from the flu. Yay, no more coughing like an old lady with lung cancer.
On cold days like today, the itchy wool sweater is really the only way to go.
I partied all weekend. Folks, I'm partied out. Pooped, if you will.
I don't even feel like myself lately. Come on, brain, kick it up a notch. BAM!
I'm not even going to talk about the "womenfolk" situation, because I don't know enough about what's going on to be emo and bitch about it.
This may be my most scatterbrained entry ever. Or at least in a while.
This is seriously barely readable. A steaming literary turd on the lawn of the English language.
What?
lovevince