Jun 23, 2009 21:01
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Well, there are jerks wherever you go.
At least they don't hate me 'cause I'm a half-caste this time.
I never thought it would be nice to be disliked, but then again, nobody's ever disliked me on anything but principle.
I think Dad would be proud of me.
Now I just gotta figure out how to get out of here, so he gets the chance . . .
Holy crap, goats!
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Man, this is one of the weirdest things I've ever advocated, but you guys should try petting these goats! It feels great! And it's not even a metaphor for suspicious drugs!
dear diary,
oh shit get your tin cans ready,
dad. dad. hey dad. hey dad. dad. hey!