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You guys this isn't fair.

BFF is indulging herself in the bed after three nights of having to wake up before 9. It's 12.30 p.m. now, just got up myself, I can hear my body screaming at me to GET A ROUTINE BITCH, YOUR FRENETIC WAKING SCHEDULE IS MESSING WITH MY PHOTOSENSITIVE HORMONES, buuuut I'm all TALK TO THE HAND, BODY. Okay so this just got weird. Change of subject.

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I can pretend to be witty and comment on how the Sheriff's locksmith should have been hanged a long time ago, or that it's amusing how a peasant girl is so population ecology-conscious but I'm not going to bother. I'm sitting here laughing at myself for feeling so disappointed at this show. As if I didn't know it was mocking my intelligence all ( Read more... )

When you are in the habit of "surfing" the internet at 2 a.m. there's not many people to rant at(?). Sure I have (some) friends most of which I have not contacted in weeks or months even: since I'm me and facebook is really the only way one might get ahold of me. But they have lives and classes and dissertations and I have obsessions. It's kind of ( Read more... )