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my hands are freezing. it's pretty dumb that i can't use the internet effectively in my own room because the laptop is so screwed up, no doubt b/c of misuse or something of the sort. should really be working on a poetics paper but who the hell can work on that now. work on something. didn't feel like going with my family on a trip., am i becoming a strain to them? or they a strain to me? too much time here. need to go. here, being this house. way too long. overdue. need to go. it looks as if it will rain soon. how nice. "trolling" is a funny word, i'm trolling for bamboo, see ya soon. why do i always cheat in relationships? i speak as if i've been in a lot. i haven't. my dad is an amature artist, since he's taking classes he can't be considered an outsider artist. oh well. and not really a naive artist. still, his paintings are just a bit askew in that amature way. whatever the hell that motherfuckin means. already november almost over. december dawns. upon us. should really type more in this, myspace taking over everything but livejournal is infinitely more intreseting. setting up a set for some porno. hey you wanna join? oh yes i'd love to. goodbye.