What a weird day, I've been all over the place. Go to the gym every day now, pretty rewarding if a bit intense. But needs must when the devil vomits into your kettle and so forth. Somewhat worrying- am even scared to talk to people I know well now. Bizaare. But I found a new sport: Dredging for Teenygoths! (Without a hint of irony)
http://www.deadjournal.com/random.bml A prize for the person who can find the most angsty journal! You can also try typing particularly annoying names into the format
http://www.deadjournal.com/users/lifeispain/ Bonus points for any deadjournal user who threatens suicide but obviously has no intention of ever going through with it, but isn't doing it for the attention, no.