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arrite let's see.
1. i am shocked at the completely insane unsocialized people out there. why are they near me, why do they talk to me, why do they text me, i hate them. fucking GENUINELY. STRANGE. PEOPLE. not quirky kids or jerks or people who simply don't know how to communicate with me. actual creeps, unnerving no-boundaries-having fucking weird all over you creeps. just, what? fuck.
2. lisa marie wrote a blog about michael, and it was pretty vague, yet interesting. http://blogs.myspace.com/lisamariepresley i have all kinds of things to say about him, but i don't know. it's weird how i am able to have endless raw exposed sympathy/empathy/tears for some people, and other people - i wouldn't care if they lived or died, if i was capable of being aware of them. no sympathy. do i want to expose that part of myself? who cares. when i watch michael jackson's body instantly seize and his hand fly to cover his face and contorting mouth when someone asks him if his dad ever beat him with anything other than a belt, the whole inside of my body is torn right out.
3. why are the southern accents in old movies better than those in today's? i'm watching jezebel for the nth time in my life. the first time i ever saw it, i was 18 and living alone for the first time in my life. i watched it while i was fixing some sort of dinner for myself which involved chicken. chicken that i had de-frosted, and then re-frozen. i gave myself salmonella. i should have listened to jesus back then - (doesn't jesus control everything?) he was saying, MEAT IS MURDER MY BITCH.