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Dec 29, 2004 07:35

There is this terrible ache in my tummy, and I'm crediting it to alcohol. Ick.

I feel like shit. I need to talk to Steve, but it's late and I'm pretty sure he's sleeping right now.

Funky moods are so draining. I'm all discombobulated. I'm sitting here, on the brink of hallucination from being so damned tired, but I'm also restless... I know if I try sleeping I'm going to end up staring at the drab stucco of the ceiling, these random and disturbing thoughts racing through my mind, haunting me, teasing me, so thoroughly confusing me that I'll get no rest at all. There's no way possible that I can get a break from inside my head, no understanding, I'll not sleep for two days. Fuck.

I need to yell, to scream, to vent this torturous obscenity, only I can't seem to get any sound to come out.
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