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What to do? What to do? I was supposed to play guitar with some co-workers tonight. In my quest for millisecond occupancy I agreed to do this once again. Though it's not to my liking. But one dude was off yesterday and forgot his stuff because he wasn't there to talk about it I guess. And the other dude had to do schoolwork for his online course. What's really lame is they asked ME and I was the only one that actually brought my guitar and was ready to hang out.

I think my mom has a shopping problem. She bought a table and chairs and had them delivered today. Last week she bought a cd player and she doesn't even listen to music at home. A couple of weeks before that she bought this huge china cabinet that I was fortunate enough to have to put together. And I could continue but you get the point. What's with that? Is that her way of dealing with HER depression? I totally don't understand furniture shopping in the first place. She had a perfectly good table and chairs. Why replace it? It's for sitting on and sitting things on. Who cares? Why would you want something "nicer" when all you're going to do is sit and eat biscuits on it? No one ever goes in there but me and the sister. And don't even get me started on a china cabinet. What is she Ivana Trump? Does she even own china? But whatever. I guess she doesn't understand a cd collection or a need to buy a new guitar so maybe I should just shut up. I'm just occupying milliseconds here anyway.

Wonder what would happen if I just moved?

I didn't eat anything but breakfast again today. Pretty amazing how my body doesn't want food.

I saw that movie Layer Cake and I think the new James Bond is a total fag.

Jo is lying at my feet and sleeping. I think this is the first time that has ever happened outside of the bed. It makes me smile. Wanna move, Jo?

I think sleeping pills are in order tonight.

"They want you or they don't. Say yes."