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Well this is the second entry. Man, I feel like Doogie Howser only without the public service announcement. Being all fucked up on painkillers for the last five days has taken a toll. U see I had an operation to repair a hernia. So, basically I'm an old young man, maybe semi-young, close to thirty? anyway I feel like an old fuck, can't walk to the bathroom cause it takes me half a FUCKING hour to get there. Sometimes I wish i had the indecency to just do it in my pants, but I think that would just cause problems down the road.

So, basically, I've been doin' nothin' for what seems like a loooonnnnnnnnng time. Hell, I haven't been outside since I got back from the hospital. I added a suicide girl today. Fuck there's heaps of them.

Dilema: Too many girls to pick from, only five slots. Already picked three. What am I gonna do?

Dilema 2: Still have no friends. Is the onus on me? Is there somewhere i can advertise my lame mug and get some friends who don't have any either? 'Cause to be honest, I think it's a little presumptious to think that I can intrude on an already established community and claim that I can be the answer to everybody's gaping hole of friendlessness. Am I being stupid?

I really need to stop asking questions.

Can't wait to be able to walk without aid again. Walk down the streets of my beloved Melbourne, and feel the sun burn my face ever so exquisetly (I think thats how you spell it, where's that dictionary.me).

I gotta start workin the forums.

Untill tomorrow, Enjoy.