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ugh.
what's going on in the world today?
Disgust is on the other side of my front door. And a hungry cat, Mail in the mailbox.
The Binghi was closed last night. I had to go to Shevvies and wait until midnight to get a double shot.
Tripping people are funny.
People who delude themselves and others are not.
De - Luude.
Re-luude me please.
There is no news. Crowbar crush to kool kid's face, yes, check. Arriel's still dead. Joe is still dead. Peter Jennings is dead now, too. My great grandparents, my Grandfather, Dirty Harry the cat; Dead Dead Dead.
Ashley told me last night that I don't like porn. I laughed. She also said that she'd like to put the last 8 months behind us. I didn't laugh. I didn't say anything.
I would have something to say about the stuff people are saying. I like you guys, I'm not gonna blame you for my ennui. It's not so much that you bore me as it is that I already know what yr gonna say. yr gonna talk about yr days, yr surroundings, the big stuff, the petty stuff. Yr gonna talk up the stuff you like and talk down the stuff you hate.
And social awkwardness and malaise carries over onto the computer now. hm. Wonder when they introduced that technical marvel? How did they do it? People can smell my fear, hundreds of miles away? on the other side of the yomp?
And can you believe the horrible shitbags that are still living? Bush? Fat Man Limbaugh? Bitches that fucked me over? Penises with no brains attached? Who is running this goddamned show? This is no god shit, this is all the tortured nightmares of the ego. This is fucking rape, this shitty-ass world.
what's going on in the world today?
Disgust is on the other side of my front door. And a hungry cat, Mail in the mailbox.
The Binghi was closed last night. I had to go to Shevvies and wait until midnight to get a double shot.
Tripping people are funny.
People who delude themselves and others are not.
De - Luude.
Re-luude me please.
There is no news. Crowbar crush to kool kid's face, yes, check. Arriel's still dead. Joe is still dead. Peter Jennings is dead now, too. My great grandparents, my Grandfather, Dirty Harry the cat; Dead Dead Dead.
Ashley told me last night that I don't like porn. I laughed. She also said that she'd like to put the last 8 months behind us. I didn't laugh. I didn't say anything.
I would have something to say about the stuff people are saying. I like you guys, I'm not gonna blame you for my ennui. It's not so much that you bore me as it is that I already know what yr gonna say. yr gonna talk about yr days, yr surroundings, the big stuff, the petty stuff. Yr gonna talk up the stuff you like and talk down the stuff you hate.
And social awkwardness and malaise carries over onto the computer now. hm. Wonder when they introduced that technical marvel? How did they do it? People can smell my fear, hundreds of miles away? on the other side of the yomp?
And can you believe the horrible shitbags that are still living? Bush? Fat Man Limbaugh? Bitches that fucked me over? Penises with no brains attached? Who is running this goddamned show? This is no god shit, this is all the tortured nightmares of the ego. This is fucking rape, this shitty-ass world.