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so i made an executive decision to stay home today and actually do my philosophy of life project, but a.d.d. kicked in and the internet beckoned. i decided to write my memoirs, but umm, that's kinda like, hard, and shit, so i'm taking an lj break. yeah, about memoirs: sounds like they should be dead easy, cause it's not like you have to make anything up or anything, cuase it's allstuff that's happened already, but my memory has been failing me and it looks like i'm gonna have to make up a bunch of stuff anyway. and eighteen years may not seem like it, but it's a really long-ass time. a lot can happen to a person in eighteen years. gahh. this may be a bit more ambitious than i bargained for. i'm still on the first chapter. i have a cover page though, it's really cool cause i found this pretty paper with lillies and stuff and it looks like an oil painting, so i used that and it's cool. unfortunately, there's not much going on content-wise, but i'm working on it. slowly. at least now i have all weekend. i really don't want to put this off anymore though, cause that's kinda the reason i'm here now. oh well, if i have to pull a couple of all-nighters to get this finished it's ok, it's nothing i haven't done before. actually, that was my intention last night, but i came home from work and i was really tired, and bonnie was on the computer til like, ten thirty, and then sam called, and then i got into bed intending to only close my eyes for five minutes, amd then the next thing i know, my alarm clock's going off, and it's quarter past six and i have to get up for school. so, here i am. it's only like ten thirty now though, so hopefully i can get some more work done before work at four. it'd be clutch if i could finish this crap today and then not have to worry about it all weekend. cause my parents' 20th anniversary is today, and we're going out to dinner, and then tomorrow i'm working and hopefully hanging out with sam, and i don't have plans for sunday, but probably there's something. i think i'm working. bleh.
i can't think...i need to get out and do something and then come back and get this shit done. maybe i'll walk the dog. that's proved a good remedey for writer's block in the past. or maybe i'll pay a visit to sam at school and convince him to be a delinquent and skip with me. i wonder if i have enough gas to get to sandy hook and back. i don't think so. that's probably not conducive to getting work done anyway. whatever. at least i'm updating again.
i can't think...i need to get out and do something and then come back and get this shit done. maybe i'll walk the dog. that's proved a good remedey for writer's block in the past. or maybe i'll pay a visit to sam at school and convince him to be a delinquent and skip with me. i wonder if i have enough gas to get to sandy hook and back. i don't think so. that's probably not conducive to getting work done anyway. whatever. at least i'm updating again.