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i suppose i should catch up (again) on the lj entries. so cannot be bothered.
maybe if i can steal a few spare minutes away tomorow i can randomly call someone. it may be the only way, other then of course lj, to actaully find out if people are still living. except for Sarah, who was kind enugh to call with the most releaving news that despite being in a two door echo, and running head on into a tasmanian logging truck she (and the rest of the cars passengers) are nicely alive, and only one person even had major/any surgery.
she's a very kucky, and specail girl. despite my personal religious beliefs, it seesm that He was keeping an nice, close and protective eye on my dear Saz, and for that i'm rather (bloody well) thankful for.
life is fleeting. *hugs and kisses to Sarah*
on another, rather unimportant note, feeling this sort of hatred towards all and sundry cant be good. its amazingly juvinile, but it simemrs and stirs and reuses to listen to logic and lie down. but its not anything important.
i fear the heart of the summer and the damage it'll cause. bloody hypochondriacs and hypocrits. making life harder for all involved and then insessantly whinging about it. leave me the hell alone.
maybe if i can steal a few spare minutes away tomorow i can randomly call someone. it may be the only way, other then of course lj, to actaully find out if people are still living. except for Sarah, who was kind enugh to call with the most releaving news that despite being in a two door echo, and running head on into a tasmanian logging truck she (and the rest of the cars passengers) are nicely alive, and only one person even had major/any surgery.
she's a very kucky, and specail girl. despite my personal religious beliefs, it seesm that He was keeping an nice, close and protective eye on my dear Saz, and for that i'm rather (bloody well) thankful for.
life is fleeting. *hugs and kisses to Sarah*
on another, rather unimportant note, feeling this sort of hatred towards all and sundry cant be good. its amazingly juvinile, but it simemrs and stirs and reuses to listen to logic and lie down. but its not anything important.
i fear the heart of the summer and the damage it'll cause. bloody hypochondriacs and hypocrits. making life harder for all involved and then insessantly whinging about it. leave me the hell alone.