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First thing's first:
it's ElizaGirl's birthday. she's fucking thirty. go hate on her because she's old.

Second thing's second:


Nothing good has come out of this week, except for my paycheck. First week of 2008, fuck you.

Last night was another night of our not speaking to each other. And we're going apartment hunting today. God's laughing. No, really.
Hillary's asleep on the couch, right behind me. I thought I was the only one capable of such... I don't know. I was angry at her, so I slept on the couch on new year's eve. She was angry at me, so she didn't come to bed last night. She chose the urine-stink couch over the king-size bed because I was in the bed.

I didn't make comic book day yesterday so I'll have to pick up my books today. After it stops raining, that is.

For me this means I'm freezing to death.

I can't wait for the damn Skrull invasion to get under way.

My brother texted me the other day. it was his tenth marriage anniversary. He lost his virginity ten years ago. He WAITED TILL MARRIAGE. I think he was 24 at the time. I wonder if I'd be this fucked up if I'd waited? If I'd stayed a Christian and really found God as opposed to going to church to talk shit with friends?
Ned Flanders is many things, but fucked up isn't one of them.
I mean, fuck choice. Flanders doesn't break up with his girlfriends because they haven't put out in two months. They're waiting for marriage, after all. No sex issues, everything's fucking fine

I know it's not that simple. I'm well aware. I'm just thinking.


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