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More Outrage!

I didn't want to get vaccinated for smallpox because I knew it would cause some scarring. What did it do? Left a crater in my arm! Damn you, possible threat of biological warfare! Damn you!

Outrage! I went to the community center of sorts for this sand-bound wasteland to go play the community electric guitar, only to find it wasn't there!

It wouldn't be so outrageous if I weren't thousands of miles (don't know how many. I barely know where in FL I live...) from home and thousands more from my crush. But at home I have my own. Here...
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Can't...skip...blog...!

The thing doesn't feel like a chore yet. Not just yet. I read something on this here site I think yesterday. Someone asked who the imaginary audience is when you write. I thought really hard about it, and tried to find some sort of way to make the question not apply to me. Because that is what I do. I don't know why I'm...
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Colour and the Shape. So, about that day off... Got called in to work, surprise, surprise. I expected as much, really. I wasn't too happy about it at the time, but, in retrospect, it wasn't too bad. I feel pretty good, actually. I haven't messed around on the site too much lately. Maybe today...

But I got to hear some musics for the first time...
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I'll have a day off soon. More time for the site. I've been neglecting it a bit. Let's see if I can do something that I feel is productive, but probably isn't productive at all..

As long as I feel it's productive, it is productive, right? So I'll tell myself.

And if anyone happens to actually read this, take some time to look at Corgan's...
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If someone has given you advice like, "Don't volunteer for nuthin' and keep your mouth shut!" you may have been getting advice that was military related. Heed that advice. I didn't. And then I was pretty much digging ditches in 105 degree weather. Shoveling sand is what volunteers get.

That's what I did after work. With that, I'm not putting anything else in this here...
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Has anyone ever watched 'I Spit on Your Grave' or 'Last House on the Left' with a group of friends who've never seen it? Yeah, rape scenes are not my favorite thing to endure with a group of people I damn near live with. Mixed company at that. Try, my boss who is on my case about profanity. Uh-huh try watching a rape scene with...
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I know someone who just can't win. Cannot catch a break at all. I've gotta rain check this blog entry, too because I'm a little too worried about said friend.

Up way past bedtime. Or at least when I usually go to bed. It's a good thing though. I feel slightly more productive this way. I'd sleep until I had to go to work again otherwise.

I meant to mention the following last week.

So, there I was, about to mail my crush another letter that probably had love in it, when I discovered that...
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Worst Day Ever...BUT! Nothing actually happened.

I don't know what it was yesterday, but my mood totally tanked out of nowhere, making me unable to blog effectively. I was mid letter to my crush, too. That thing turned from fun little love letter with custom drawn smiley's to just shy of suicide note.

Exaggeration.

But It did get bad. It was like a bout with...
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Sorry. Can't do it today. Nope. And I refuse to have my blog become a chore. I'll have to beg the day off. I don't want to post a thing if I am not feeling it at least a little more than this. Bad days blow.