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[29 May 2008|01:27am] |
it is now 3.30am. originally, i started editing this entry around 2.30 because it was skimpy and i hadn't been writing much lately anyway, and it's not like i'm staying up late doing productive things. i did, however, interrupt my updating to go downstairs and wash a load of clothes so my mother would have something to wear in the morning. this seemingly trivial task lead to me staying up an hour later because while i was down there i saw what was approximately the world's biggest, scariest spider ever (not counting those motherfuckers that live in the jungle). anyway, i'm hitting that girly, emotional time of the month, or maybe it's just a lack of sleep, but i flipped my shit and thoroughly killed it. when i came back upstairs to tell my mother of my ordeal, she kept asking about what it looked like until i retrieved the - smooshed - carcass and held it out for her inspection. i figured that'd be the end of it, but then she had to steal my computer and look up shit about spiders. by the time i got it back, my computer had fallen asleep so i lost the webpage somehow. or more likely, my mother closed it. i -was- going to write about my day, but all in all it was pretty shitty so i guess the spider story is better anyway. i did make cookies. that was pretty cool. i guess.
i'm tired.
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[29 May 2008|05:20pm] |
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so i'm sitting at work... and i'm not entirely sober... and there are these bite marks all over the right side of my neck.
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[29 May 2008|09:06pm] |
there are these moments, every now and then, where i'm waiting and time is just flowing by at a slow, tranquil pace. it's kinda like being stuck on an interstate behind the 50 year old man who's out for a Sunday drive at 45mph. Cocksucker.
by the by, i turn 20 in eleven days. who wants to come to my bake-a-thon of a birthday party?
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