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Please, why don't you tell us about yourself?

Certainly, I don't like crowds. I really don't like crowds. I first discovered this during my last year of middle school, but it was only a mild issue that I attributed ot shyness. I have come to find as time goes on that crowds bother me more and more. They make me feel helpless; a system of...
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It's time to find new housing.

I have a number of options, but a friend I met last semester has implanted an amazing idea in my head: GARAGE. Oh jesus that'd be sweet.

Have you ever come back to realize that the decisions you have made are wrong? That you are now no longer standing on a stable slope, and what lies ahead may be a scramble up a steep, slippery slope of which the bottom ends in certain death?

It's time to start climbing again.

It's time to get help. It's time to hold onto a rope...
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I just saw the SG episode of CSI.

Um... in the future let's avoid the ridiculous moments of sheer advertising written into the script and propeled by high-school commerical editing. It was pretty fucking stupid. But, IMHO CSI:NY sort of sucked pretty bad in the first place.

On a very different note, I find the fact that Amina has a prosthetic leg very cool.

I got home from Incubus a little while ago, and it has clearly shot out my miind.... I'm having difficulty relating some thought I had about an hour ago.

Shit.

Well hey, my car moved to a new home today. She has since removed herself from the safety of the garage and now sits out in the cold and rain. But I gave her both...
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Sometimes I get the urge to walk up to people and tell them details of my life. This rather perverse desire includes people I do and don't know and things that are both obvious and deeply secret. If you are adept at logical puzzles, this means that at any given moment, I may or may not approach an individual whom I may or may not...
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With the hopes and dreams of an entire generation of lost souls riding shotgun on our shoulders, I should only wish to welcome you into the New Year in the most appropriate way possible: Fucking.

While at the time of this writing the clock has not even passed the stroke of eleven, that is, at least, in Pacific Standard Time, I have personally planned, or...
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My brother has Vicodin in this house.

I either want to:
1) Find it and take the whole bottle.
2) Put a knife (almost spelled that wrong, whoops) between my ribs.
3) Cry until tomorrow

To be perfectly frank, and slightly redundant for some of those that might be reading this, today has been a giant pile of shit. I got screamed at, screamed at...
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This post is being written to you from a fresh copy of Windows Vista Enterprise. A REAL copy. Not a Beta or an RC1 or a bootleg, but a real, activated, updatable copy and it's fucking awesome.

Simplicity is in. Want to change something about your computer? Click the "Computer" button. Easy.

Most important, a level of Unix-ian security is finally present, including a gorgeous...
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