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Today's accomplishments:
* Touched my toes (Verdict: Yoga is working!)
* Decided not to drive like such a maniac, managed to stay near the speed-limit in the slow lane the who way home from work (Verdict: My head hurts now)

I keep having this recurring dream about a friend of a friend that's sorta my friend too. In the dream I'm dating said friend, and it's all fluffy and squishy and fun. In real life, I haven't actually mentioned this to anyone because that would be far too weird and nothing would ever happen with them. But oddly enough I feel like I'm much more...
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Bleh, I hate that. I went to bed feeling good, if a bit wired. I woke up at 3:30, couldn't get back to sleep, now am questioning whether I should go to work.

Meeting new people is nifty. Being social is a great mood-improver again.

It's SPRING!
And I am...


Mopey.
And tired. I think it's too late for hibernating.

Yesterday was amazing. Woke up in a horrible mopey mood, in need of socializing. Got just what the doctor ordered - E time (AAAAAH!)
Spend the day wandering around, coloring, indulging in my favorite secret past times (being invisible and watching the world go by), watching the pretty people and pretty lights, listening to all kinds of great music, watching the most grisly and horrific...
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Okay, so the hidey is winning. Yesterday was a dentist visit that included 12 different stories of torture, and ended leaving me so sore and "scarred" I spent the night at home drinking the pain away. Fun.

I'm going to Montreal very soon, I'll be gone for a week. See you guys when I get back!

Bleh. For an extravert, I'm sure as hell feeling like hiding in my hidey hole right now. I simultaneously want people to bust in and drag me out, and to hide where noone can find me. I'm not sure which is gonna win right now.

3-day weekend which promises at least one day of relaxation and one of socializing... hot diggity damn. That puts me in a good freaking mood.
Plus, y'all are witty mawfuckers.

So. What are you doing for Zombie Jesus day?

Chapter 63 in the Story of My Creepy MySpace Messages. But first, a little recap:
Once upon a time, there was a girl who had a MySpace profile. At some point, because she was so pleased with her new-found braveness, she had a picture of herself getting a plaster cast of her chest. This suddenly got many creepy replies from random strangers, so down the...
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I'm really, truly, thoroughly happy.
I'm so sore I could cry, but I was #2 in our group in one of the games at Lasertag (#1 was also a girl, I might add. We kicked ass!) so it was a good thing overall.
I got lots of good books and magazines to read, and delicious things to eat, and suddenly the direction I need...
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