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yeah, I don't know, today's sucking massively.


I'm sick of this house and this town and these people and this existence.


I'm really really lonely and bored and meh. crappy. something. I don't know. I tried to call people to go hang out but everyone was either already not home or just blew me off. I hate phones.


and AIM is being asstarded and not letting me sign on or anything nice like that. marvelous of it, really. yeah. just fucking great.


part of me wants to go for a drive and drive and drive until I stop existing but that wouldn't work out so the go-hide-in-my-room approach is looking pretty good right about now. that or I'll get dragged somewhere by my damn family. fuck.


just really messed up right now, don't mind me I guess...

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um. well. I'm betterish now. I went for a drive and got coffee and played my guitar a little and talked on the phone for a good hour, which was fun even if I was completely and utterly incoherent throughout the conversation. Apparently I sounded like I was high, heh. I think I was basically spouting nonsense the entire time.


tomorrow I'm going over to Tim's to hang out with him and with Bree and we're gonna watch movies and stuff. yeah. sociability. but I have to buy Vernors. note to self: buy Vernors. Vernors. yes. ginger ale is my frieeendndddsasdsadsgdasAAAGTHHh I don't know bwahahaaaaa. eh heh.


whee, and I should sleep but I'm hyper and incoherent and that's a pretty fun combination actually. And I've having typing problems, I feel like I'm drunk or something because I keep badly mistyping and then fixing things, it's great.


but fixing typos is getting to be too much work I guess... so then... sleep. yay sleep!