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Though cliche, today is the first day of the rest of my life. Be it through lathargy, apathy, lack of motivation and ambition, or general indifference towards my predicament, POT HAS RUINED MY LIFE! In light of this realization, I am pleased to be able to say with a fair degree of confidence that, from this day forth, I will no longer be smoking marijuana....
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I do not bluff well when tired.
Job-hunting in Vancouver. Yikes!

If horses were wishes, this begger would ride. I'm feeling really betrayed right now. Forced to re-evaluate a relationship. That might be an underexaggeretion but whatever, I won't use this space to gripe, well at least not too much. Delusion does breed discontent while work reinforces worth. Dwelling on despair undoubtedly determines one's defeat. Faith in oneself is all it takes for fullfilment to finally...
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I feel great in spite having urgent unfulfilled responsibilities. Today is just one of those days...nothing is going to weigh me down or ruin my mood. I arose this morn with the sun in my eyes and my cat on my chest. All in all, a pleasant awakening. Next, I discover that my bittorrent downloads from the previous eve are finished, leaving me with some...
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So I just rolled a joint. I'd like for it to be the last joint I ever smoke but somehow i sense that that's an unrealistic hope. At the same time I realise that I will have no success if I don't totally abstain, at least indefinitely. It's pretty funny considering I'm not even able to enjoy myself stoned anymore, I instead feel guilty and...
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my cat is adorable, he monopolizes my time. Hectic life, write you all soon, I miss poshpunk.
Stay cool kiddos, sorry I've been busy.

So, I adopted a cat from the SPCA today. His name is Edgar. He's so funny, right now he's discovering typing. He's a big baby though, needs to be around someone and he's adopted me as his mama. I have to say that it's been too long and that I'm glad my cat is so big. He's only 2, which I'm sure is full grown...
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What's the new source of my devastation? Resisting such restlessness rather succumbing to temptation and seeing my friends hurt each other without the slightest hesitation.
Casinos are worse then crackdealers.

I read every single entry I've thus far placed in my journal this afternoon. Dec 4th and 8th, maybe the one after 8th, are the only ones that really stick out. Maybe Jan 16th too. Noticed that some of my entries were undoubtedly written for the sake of others. Not sure what to make of that.
My plague is slowly dying down. I no longer...
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I have the plague.
The only food I can so much as barely stomach is matza.
I'm perpetually on the verge of dehydration not to mention the shivers.
If I ever make it through this I will make an effort to aquire a taste for cauliflower and brussel sprouts, my two most loathed vegetables.
Do you suppose it's possible that I can gripe about my...
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