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everything is lame. everything is mediocre. i can't keep any of my food down for some unknown reason. tomorrow i get to have a needle shoved into my neck to see if i have to have a part of my thyroid removed. it feels like i'm coming down with mono again. maybe not though. whatever. i'm still going to drink and smoke because arlington is the epitome of lame and that's all there is to do. i'm confused, disoriented, angry, sad, anxious, languid and depressed. at the same time i'm ecstatic, excited, and curious. that shit is fucked up. i got connie's book in the mail, though. it's way cool and i've been reading it and taking notes. i also started a history of god by karen armstrong today since i finished on the road. i'm hoping to squeeze in that and theology of culture before reading the iliad, plus perusing through connie's. i doubt this will happen and i'll probably have to read multiple books simultaneously which isn't a big deal seeing as how i've done it on multiple occasions. but still.