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I still haven't commented on anybody's journal but I'm still trying to get up to date. To comment now would be like talking out the side of my neck, which I have tendency to do.
Much love to ancientone. That isn't out the side of my neck, it's from my heart.
I haven't had much time to do all the things I want to do like surf the net, because i'm so busy worrying about stuff I'm completely powerless over. How futile is that. Right now I don't have any problem I can't throw money at, with the exception of the problem that I don't have any money to throw at my problems. Kind of catch-22. My condo is a money pit, I'm gonna have to sell a kidney to pay my utilities and I'm thinking of standing on street corner to pay for refrigerator repairs.
I just cleaned the refrigerator condenser coils and stroked it's back and told it I loved it. So I hope that's all it needs. Some repair person, I am.
I didn't sleep hardly at all last night, listening to the stupid thing in it's death throes. It's still working and for that I'm blessed.
I haven't touched my Japanese lessons in so long, I think I've forgotten everything I've learned. Only thing I really kept up with was anime. Great escape, that stuff is. Anime is my anti-drug. Yaoi is like morphine to me. That's disturbing.
I don't like people. My job involves people. Lots of stupid people. I don't like them. They make me write short sentences. whoa, this thing has instant spell check. ha ha, there goes all the people who want to purposely misspell things. All this red gets on my nerves. It forces me to correct it, I'm being controlled. I'm gonna stop because I've lost my mind. I'm tired. I'm going to bed. I might not even watch Heroes tonight. I'm not on the list anyway.
Much love to ancientone. That isn't out the side of my neck, it's from my heart.
I haven't had much time to do all the things I want to do like surf the net, because i'm so busy worrying about stuff I'm completely powerless over. How futile is that. Right now I don't have any problem I can't throw money at, with the exception of the problem that I don't have any money to throw at my problems. Kind of catch-22. My condo is a money pit, I'm gonna have to sell a kidney to pay my utilities and I'm thinking of standing on street corner to pay for refrigerator repairs.
I just cleaned the refrigerator condenser coils and stroked it's back and told it I loved it. So I hope that's all it needs. Some repair person, I am.
I didn't sleep hardly at all last night, listening to the stupid thing in it's death throes. It's still working and for that I'm blessed.
I haven't touched my Japanese lessons in so long, I think I've forgotten everything I've learned. Only thing I really kept up with was anime. Great escape, that stuff is. Anime is my anti-drug. Yaoi is like morphine to me. That's disturbing.
I don't like people. My job involves people. Lots of stupid people. I don't like them. They make me write short sentences. whoa, this thing has instant spell check. ha ha, there goes all the people who want to purposely misspell things. All this red gets on my nerves. It forces me to correct it, I'm being controlled. I'm gonna stop because I've lost my mind. I'm tired. I'm going to bed. I might not even watch Heroes tonight. I'm not on the list anyway.