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i dreamed about football last night. i mean, seriously, wtf? that's just fuckin odd and confusing. and then, to top it off, i woke up with bad memories stuck in my mind, sorta like havin water in yer ears after the shower. can't shake em out.

you ever think about the meaning of everything? it just blows me away. some days i can just sit there and stare blankly in front of me for hours and hours wondering. and to think all of this could be a waste.

what scares me the most is when i think 'holy shit!!! what if it really *IS* all about the hokey pokey?!?!?'

i can't wait till new year's. it's gonna be a good night.

i am wearing a white shirt today. it's confusing as hell. the bottoms of my eyes feel blinded and numb. my brain thinks i've plugged a halogen lamp into my c0ck.

so things are lookin up? i hope.

ima have to make a dia care package. a lil from column a, a lil from column b.

it's really fuckin weird how and when stuff comes back up to haunt you. the human is a very fucked up animal.

gingerlies, good.
cigarettes, bad.

don't. stop. thinking about tomorrow.
don't. stop. it'll soon be here.

w00t. back from ma. the cyberlore party was sweet. and for the record i beat the dev team in the first match of mercs. mechassault is fun too and i enjoyed meeting the head designer. very very nice. someone pay me to go back next weekend plz.

things are feelin a bit better. someone give me a job so i can get an apt so i can get my woman back.

no more dreams plz. you're just destroying the little i have left.

i actually had something i wanted to say for today, hence the entry. but i've forgotten what it was. so i'm just gonna bore you instead...

lotr:ttt ps2 game fuckin 0wnz. uhmmmm. i need to get a filling today. i think i'd like to move on now. i miss nyc. and gingerlie is adorable. that is all.