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I was really pissed off today. I don't know why. I just wasn't having a good day. I was talking to Dan about how annoying it is when people tell me that smoking is bad for me, and all that, and we started arguing about it, and I just got so infuriated. Especially when I said something like, "I'm preaching to a deaf audience" and he said "I'm hearing it, but it's not my problem." What a shitty thing to say. Not the most supportive thing you could say to a friend with an addiction, but that's Dan Cooper for ya.
So I put up an away message and went for a long walk. A very long walk. I was gone maybe an hour. Then I came home, damp from all the moisture in the air, and popped in an old Christmas video from '89. Me and my brother looked so much different. I was, of course, only two. But I was such a ham. And so I'm watching this, and I started to cry. But it was the good kind of cry. When you smile the whole time. I didn't even realize I was crying until the end of the video. My sister was there, and my parents were there (one thing I noticed was my mother smoking in the house. I didn't know she did that...), but it was really nice to remember the old days. Even though I can't remember that far back. But Christmas always pops out in my head when I think of my childhood, and myself. Heh. I'm a fag, huh?
In other news, I'm going to Blunt tonight. I think it'll be alright. I hope everything goes good.
So I put up an away message and went for a long walk. A very long walk. I was gone maybe an hour. Then I came home, damp from all the moisture in the air, and popped in an old Christmas video from '89. Me and my brother looked so much different. I was, of course, only two. But I was such a ham. And so I'm watching this, and I started to cry. But it was the good kind of cry. When you smile the whole time. I didn't even realize I was crying until the end of the video. My sister was there, and my parents were there (one thing I noticed was my mother smoking in the house. I didn't know she did that...), but it was really nice to remember the old days. Even though I can't remember that far back. But Christmas always pops out in my head when I think of my childhood, and myself. Heh. I'm a fag, huh?
In other news, I'm going to Blunt tonight. I think it'll be alright. I hope everything goes good.