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i actually got out of the house today. went with geoff and matt to the city, that was cool. i have something to say, but its not my place. went through all the pictures on my computer and compiled one folder of all the really good pictures and deleted the rest. i don't want to work tomorrow, then again i never want to work. such is life. got new batteries for my digital camera and proceeded to take pictures of everything. i got a sephora catalog in the mail yesterday, its sitting on the floor taunting me. looking at me with its smoky bedroom eyes trying to lure me into its glossy pages. wow, i just got all hot and bothered thinking about makeup. i have reached a new low. 54th street bar and grill has the best fucking cheesecake ever, made my mouth happy. i am craving orange juice for some reason, odd. my valentines day flowers are dead and kind of sad to look at. my room is a fucking mess again. for some reason i don't know what the hell to say tonight, like i've said everything already. things are okay right now, but i'm just waiting for everything to go wrong, because you know it will.