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left work early to start the holidays. i proceeded with the planned drive to victory vintage for last minute gifts and did so, departing with sixty-five dollars worth of hastly decided upon presents. i feel different this year than last year. why can't i get into things? when arriving home, i dropped the presents right by the front door and dropped myself in the bed, with ipod while listening to figure 8. i woke an hour later with a brightened room because of the setting sun, and it was cold. i vaguely recall a dream about n--. holidays are an excuse to dream about your ex.
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while in a state of being not totally together a few weekends ago, late at night, i purchased a kylie minogue album from itunes. the following day, i think a sunday, the upbeat music was powerful enough to will be through the term paper i had to write. and kylie is giving a nice contrast to elliott smith. holidays are an excuse for not being totally together.
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god i am so tired! i even had a cappuccino to kickstart the morning. last night me and friends, including a--, j--, and e--, did the bar/trivia thing. we placed third and received a minuscule bar credit amount, so tiny we couldn't even afford a shot of bad vodka, rationed between the four of us. holidays are an excuse to drink on a work night.
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an individual who friended me a few months ago has started messaging me again. we acquainted each other via friendster, proceeded into face to face talking with two dates over the course of two weeks, and promptly decided to stop, seeing that things were unfolding too strange, or too lynchian is a better description. created stories best told over drinks. stories i don't regret, because i had fun. stories i probably shouldn't repeat. stories for laughing and crying. holidays are an excuse to think about seeing people again you probably shouldn't see.
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while in a state of being not totally together a few weekends ago, late at night, i purchased a kylie minogue album from itunes. the following day, i think a sunday, the upbeat music was powerful enough to will be through the term paper i had to write. and kylie is giving a nice contrast to elliott smith. holidays are an excuse for not being totally together.
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god i am so tired! i even had a cappuccino to kickstart the morning. last night me and friends, including a--, j--, and e--, did the bar/trivia thing. we placed third and received a minuscule bar credit amount, so tiny we couldn't even afford a shot of bad vodka, rationed between the four of us. holidays are an excuse to drink on a work night.
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an individual who friended me a few months ago has started messaging me again. we acquainted each other via friendster, proceeded into face to face talking with two dates over the course of two weeks, and promptly decided to stop, seeing that things were unfolding too strange, or too lynchian is a better description. created stories best told over drinks. stories i don't regret, because i had fun. stories i probably shouldn't repeat. stories for laughing and crying. holidays are an excuse to think about seeing people again you probably shouldn't see.