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Last Night:

It is 1 o'clock and I wish there was
some cute young thing
to call me up and say:
"Hey, let's go out and do something"
and I'd ask

"Do what?"

and they'd say, "Who knows yet? It doesn't matter."

and I'd say "Yes," because What wouldn't matter.
It'd be us.

But that isn't going to happen, and it doesn't make me sad....
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I'm trying to figure out whether this handbag my aunt gave me is authentic Louis Vuitton or not. Everything screams authenticity except the lack of a serial number.

Still, it's ugly to me, and even as a fake it should ring in some moola off of ebay.

I'm back. Two days, mostly spent with family, is not enough of the west coast. The ocean was...
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I am home! I am home where the weather is cool, my sister is here, the sun is shining, I have a piano to play, the grass is a healthy shade of yellow, there are hills and dark green foliage and I opened up the fridge last night and found a carton of Naked juice.

That's right. A carton. Whereas back at school you...
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I suddenly remembered the last few months with Murr when I had to inject him with fluids every other day. It's weird, but putting a needle in someone really isn't that hard to do (ask a doctor...or a heroin addict).

He was a really good cat. Ridiculously patient with us. We had to inject him through his hip, too, pet him for five minutes until...
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My heart and head are at war. Lately things I really want to say or do get stuck before they even get carried out. Work and class are the only constants, and even those are done reluctantly.

I am in love with life but suddenly did a 180 and I'm too scared to show it now. It's the consequences. That stupid fear of getting hurt...
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I saw Kill Bill 2 last nightand was it gooo-oood. Better than the first one; or I prefer more story to gallons of bloodshed, no matter how funny.

Went to bed at 2am, woke up today at 6:30am and went to work. Jeremiah the Baker buzzed down the sides of his head to get rid of a cowlick that still remains, but man does it...
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Mmm, one long obnoxious entry coming right up, side of fries.

So this was a relatively crappy weekend--not terrible, shitty...just crappy. Except for the Giant Breakfast of Yay today at Clary's.

Regardless, work was not exactly joy and jumping jacks yesterday, and though I went to shoot a set with Gomez afterwards, it didn't end up happening because of outside interference (though she still got...
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I am beginning to feel a tinge of regret for buying that signed uncorrected proof of Vonnegut's Palm Sunday for my ex. Not that I bought it for him with the intention of trying to win him back or what have you. Lord, no do I not want it back. Fact is, I don't really feel that close to him, not after three years of...
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Today was okay. Today I had a test in a class that I hadn't shown up for in three days (I.E., 1.5 weeks). But it went relatively well, I think. I don't think I'm getting anything above a C, though. I'm good with that, though. A lot of analysis I just wasn't awake enough for.

Also, a lot of people at work are leaving. This...
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So I shaved a lot of my hair off Saturday night. I kinda dig it. I can feel EVERYTHING. Nobody mentions how great it is to feel every passing breeze, leaves, fucking head massage.

This weekend has really made up for the goddamn week. Hellboy was pretty good...in that it was awfully FUNNY most of the time. Just plain silly, but still good. Abe Sapien...
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Find a way to remove that which holds you back.

Bleh, cigarettes. Over. Need a run in the park. Good-bye, boysaint, I doubt we'll run into each other again.

If you're my friend, please don't ever tell me you'd like to bang me. And ask if you can hold me. Ever Again. Or just ever. THANK YOU, PLEASE DRIVE TO THE PICK UP WINDOW AND...
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As for Black Blazer Blue Jeans, the interest has already faded, mostly. I'm probably post-relationship boy psuedo-crazy.

At any rate, he is a friend of my friend Paul, housemate really (which is how I met him), but it's okay because:

A) He's got a girlfriend already
B) I'm so tired and not interested in doing anything about it, anyway

I did get to sleep in...
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