
The above image is how this site looked for me from March 27 until yesterday. That's right, white. Not pink but white. For some reason suicidegirls.com "contain[ed] no data."
I know this wasn't true - I logged onto the chat server where lovely people told me the site wasn't working "because [I} suck." This has so far been the best explanation.
But I'm back, and the pain can go away. Never leave me again, SuicideGirls!

Being denied my normal reason for turning on the computer I found new reasons to shut myself in my room for hours. Yes, I fixed my DVD drive. When I say fixed, I mean got it working for the first time (in Linux). So I rented a whole lot of DVDs.
I don't know what the weather's like. It's probably shit. I have to go watch a movie now.
Oh yeah, and in the weekend I kissed a monkey.
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I want to punish Don. In that way when Ii'm actually serious and wanting him to go away and die.