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whine and a moan. AND A BOOK
I miss my old Myspace page. I deleted it on a terribly depressed and random whim. It's a pain in the ass to find everyone again and get shit straight.
I'm in a mood.
I've been limping around the house for an hour now... not because anything is wrong, but because i've only got one shoe on and haven't really thought to do anything about it. My dog has apparently smoked a big rock and he's jetting around the house like a nitrous-loaded ping pong ball... that drools.
I have so much STUFF to do.
I think I'm going to bed. Or to read for a while at least.
I need to talk. I'm just not sure about what.
And I hate looking in the mirror lately.
enough bitching. On with the literature.
I miss my old Myspace page. I deleted it on a terribly depressed and random whim. It's a pain in the ass to find everyone again and get shit straight.
I'm in a mood.
I've been limping around the house for an hour now... not because anything is wrong, but because i've only got one shoe on and haven't really thought to do anything about it. My dog has apparently smoked a big rock and he's jetting around the house like a nitrous-loaded ping pong ball... that drools.
I have so much STUFF to do.
I think I'm going to bed. Or to read for a while at least.
I need to talk. I'm just not sure about what.
And I hate looking in the mirror lately.
enough bitching. On with the literature.