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Jan 02, 2005 19:22

The rain is coming down so hard and I'm beginning to feel it again in my elbow.

My father and I escaped the household because of my crazed mother and saw Lemony Snicket's Series of Unfortunate Events.

Eh, it was alright. Honestly, it's hard to judge because I've only read one of the books. Boring, boring, boring. Jim Carrey was a little much, but I don't know that character. It seemed to skim over the surface of the stories, so it wasn't very deep or rich of a tale. The costumes, make-up and artistry of the film were great, as was Meryl Streep. But the kids lacked, horribly.

Madame's project is far from done, but, whatever. For some reason, it just has not affected me very much. Molly, Riva, I think we'll be okay.

I don't like being in LA again. Not with school or anything like that to go back to.

If I was independent and lived the cliché apartment with a male roommate, and maybe college or some small job and painting or acting rehearsals at night.

Blah, that sounds so.. mushy and dreamy.

Shit, I have to call my pills in.
Back to life..
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