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Dec 17, 2006 18:28

1/2 month until talbot is gone. i'm not even looking for a replacement. like all the other times my flatmates moved out i need a month or so to relax and get this place back in shape for whoever moves in next. a few things i'll ask the management to fix, a few holes in the walls from trying to find the god damn studs i'll patch up and maybee a coat of paint here and there.

something's changed drasticly in my fucking shit now that i've done nano-wrimo. its like a floodgate of asskick bust open and i'm no longer waiting for some dumb fucking shit to happen to let all this shit fly out and come together. 'means i'm busy as fuck, but i like it that way. no dream should be idyle. i don't even have to write inspiratioal short prose to get off my ass anymore. that's good because i was starting to get just a little *too* good at poetry from all the god damn practice.

i'll need to hit batboymaxx up for my other three cart pericings soon. my right ear's healed now and i realized that from the wrong angle i look like an overenthousiastic wham! fan. that shit need to stop *real* soon here.

black fingerless wool gloves from army navy surplus rock my world.
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