Hmm. I think it's working. Since this morning my room has gone from off white to having a lovely blue ceiling and walls covered in bright fuck off orange and red geometric patterns. the intent was to make it feel somewhat less drab and depressing, and even with half the paint done and plenty of detail work yet to do I think it's working pretty...
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I would like to address the following to the category of humanity broadly known as 'Fuckers', which encompasses more or less everyone I consider a friend.
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I am coming to back to Minnesota on Thursday. I am staying for about a week. I want to hang out with all of you goons.
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I got a sewing machine today. My first project...
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I am coming to back to Minnesota on Thursday. I am staying for about a week. I want to hang out with all of you goons.
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I got a sewing machine today. My first project...
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catatac:
OK, so I just read a bunch of your journal entries and have concluded that you're weird, creative, random, intelligent, and I might be madly in love with you. Friendship request soon to follow. 
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catatac:
I hate filling out forms, but I DO need wiper fluid. Dammit.
I need a fucking hug. And all my favorite hug people are like three thousand fucking miles away. What the fuck? Who designed this fucking reality? What was their problem?
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sapphire777:
HUG! 
comicking:
Sorry, but even if you were here I'd not hug yeh. A hardy handshakes aboot all ye'd get laddy!
I need love. Or something.
My name is Legion. My Licenseplate is "ANGST".
More or less all of my existential bitching boils down to the following statement.
"People often need hugs at moments when there is no one readily available to hug them."
"People often need hugs at moments when there is no one readily available to hug them."
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dooblecain:
egad, frankmachine where the tork are you, I get back from Ireland with a sixpack of redheads and you cease to be here?! sadness!
slackerinchief:
I applaud your game idea Sir! very amusing. very very funny. In fact its such a good idea I think I might just have to steal it..... 
I'm sitting here laughing at a book that isn't funny and that I don't particularly want to read because it's somewhat less distressing than dealing with my life. I don't really know what to do with my life. Most of the things I try don't work, and the ones that do have a remarkable habit of making things worse, or at least careening off wildly...
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It's 2:00pm. I got to bed at midnight last night. I was not particularly tired. I did not, for any reason, need to spend 12-14 hours sleeping. But when I woke up this morning I felt no real desire to leave bed. I'm not entirely sure why, but it's going up at the top of my list of things to investigate.
Anxiety is a pain...
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judas:
are you back in minneapolis? cuz i totally don't want your cake pan sitting around here anymore.
get your ass over here, let's play uno.
um, but, uh, not like right NOW. later. sometime. soon.
get your ass over here, let's play uno.
um, but, uh, not like right NOW. later. sometime. soon.
On my desk are three nested cups, eight throwing steak knives, King Soloman's Mines, by a man named Haggard, and an awl carved from a screwdriver.
Not on my desk are two badgers attempting to negotiate peace between the ligh and the dark, a zucchini, a diamond the size of someone else's head, and the girl of my dreams.
I'm alright with the badgers, vegetables,...
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Not on my desk are two badgers attempting to negotiate peace between the ligh and the dark, a zucchini, a diamond the size of someone else's head, and the girl of my dreams.
I'm alright with the badgers, vegetables,...
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judas:
the girl of your dreams in real life format would probably look like something somewhere between modigliani and picasso's 'guernica'. you might just be horrified.
i was thinking of you today, and how i haven't played mille bourne the french auto racing card game since last i saw you. also, your cake pan is a constant reminder. currently, a rubber dildo sits next to it. it really is amazing how people will notice a dildo when they walk into a room, despite it being in an inconspicuous place.
i was thinking of you today, and how i haven't played mille bourne the french auto racing card game since last i saw you. also, your cake pan is a constant reminder. currently, a rubber dildo sits next to it. it really is amazing how people will notice a dildo when they walk into a room, despite it being in an inconspicuous place.
Never mind. Two pages or so of musing on how my life is drifting like a row boat carelessly left to drift were just wiped out with one casual misclick of the mouse. The long and the short of it is that I'm twenty, unemployed, and out of school, and I don't know what to do with my life, and more importantly I can't think...
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figmentation:
::sneaks up quietly behind you and covers your eyes::
figmentation:
lets go of eyes and smiles!
To quote the senile old king from The Princess Bride:
"She Kissed Me!"
"She Kissed Me!"
figmentation:
YAY!!!!
I couldn't scream loud enough to give voice to what I feel.
figmentation:
then find another way.
antid0te:
What's going on??
i think you're pretty fascinating yourself. and i worry about your brain and what it does to you. don't let your brain beat you up. it's an asshole.