Too much runningintoness for my taste.
Sometimes I imagine that people I love die and then I cry a bit. I'm not sure why.
My printer still won't print blue. I really don't want to have to buy a new one. It's less than a year old.
I really really really need to start writing my ten page paper that's due this week, and I keep not. I'm going to hate myself come wednesday. And then again on Sunday when my second ten page paper is due.
I am trying to let go of things, and for the first time I think I might be succeeding.
Sometimes I imagine that people I love die and then I cry a bit. I'm not sure why.
My printer still won't print blue. I really don't want to have to buy a new one. It's less than a year old.
I really really really need to start writing my ten page paper that's due this week, and I keep not. I'm going to hate myself come wednesday. And then again on Sunday when my second ten page paper is due.
I am trying to let go of things, and for the first time I think I might be succeeding.
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I've only actually cried once over somebody's imagined death. It was when I found out my grandfather (my mom's dad) died in high school, and I ended up going back to my room and crying over imagining my own dad passing away. Aside from that, I got really depressed once after a fatal stabbing in front of my old apt on Riverside where I watched the EMT person tell the victim's girlfriend that her boyfriend was dead. That was a horrible thing to watch and I imagined for most of the night how awful it would be to lose Heather like that.