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what am i going to do now.

its been quite a day, a dreary day for me.

this morning i realized something but i don't know what to do about it. then as the day went on i came back to the conclusion that i'm not at the right place in my life to do anything about it anyway. which partialy makes sense, and is partially a cop out.

had a little talk with my landlord. nice guy.

got a little note from MBNA. mean robots.

it kills me to talk to my mom on the phone. she sounds so sad. a month back or whenever, i talked to her and she said she watched the superbowl and we talked about it. the whole time i was tearing up. see, i don't think she's ever watched the super bowl... i thought to myself how lonely she must be since my dad's gone if now she's sitting around watching sports. it was the superbowl, i guess. and i dont know why that should be so bad, i mean what else is she gonna do superbowl sunday. it just made me sad.

i've decided i should start writing her. to keep in touch more often. because phone convos can be so "hows the weather" and redundant.

go eat some ice cream.

you should get a tattoo of a butt, on your butt.