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May 14, 2008 23:37

Leah told me I didn't need to write an entry for today.  We hung out the whole day, starting at noon when I got over to her house, my right eye swollen shut from allergies.  She put up with me, was seen in public with me, when it looked like I was punched in the face and as it slowly faded to look like I was only crying. 
I was super touchy-feely today for no particular reason.  I was not even craving attention or wanting to really be comforted for anything.  I was annoyed with myself, and no doubt Leah was annoyed too.
I just got home 20 minutes ago, obviously too late to write a poem tonight, but I'll backdate one anyway, if I can think of anything.  To go along with my recent dearth of activity due to my shoulder, I have also lacked inspiration and time, two things necessary to write. 
I love this girl, but I still need to come up with something tonight, for myself.
I am slipping behind, gradually, with what I need to do- or at least I feel that way.  Tomorrow needs to be a productive day.  I think that's what my only problem is, that I have not had a supremely productive day. 
I need to make 3 phone calls tomorrow, get my oil changed and car vacuumed, and buy my GMAT books.  After that, I'll be happy.  Oh, and I am helping Leah around her house.

And, tonight I have nothing.
I have no great idea, or wisdom
to impart in verse or poem;
even the prosaic bullshit that I
write sounds forced, these lines
are random
and I know not what I am going
to say or where I am going
to rhyme, I think this is a sign
that I need to rededicate myself
to myself, and to you, reader.
You are the same person I love,
and the same person I hate-
I am frustrated, and I shake
so violently, violently frustrated
without effect, this is my life.
                     Full
 of
   random
                     endings.
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