Day of ones birth, most depressing day

Sep 22, 2008 05:38

"So then she asked, what was to become of her?
So I told the truth, as it was the most perverse..
I watched her grow nervous, and that was hypnotic.
What an astounding thing to do, just to make me miserable.
Fantastic creature, to catch my attention with such attraction.
The pheromones build, and I must hunt."

Well today (Well sunday) was my birthday.
Let's see, I woke up...got a soda.
Got a call from my friend Tina, so that was nice.
Then I cleaned the kitchen some, and made dinner.
Ate dinner.
Served up deseart.
Sat infront of my computer.
Got a phone call from my friend Jaer, so that was nice.
Then sat infront of my computer more.
Started thinking about things, people and the like.
Got depressed.
Chatted with a gamer friend.
Wrote an email.
Writing this...
Reply to a different email..
I'll go to bed next.

Yay...birthday.
Fuck I could have used a drink.
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