54 comments in my last journal. Wow, that's awesome. Thanks. 
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Today was a pretty good day that suddenly turned to complete shit. I do this to myself over and over and over and I hate it.
I've never lived in my car. I wonder how bad it really is. If I don't figure something out quickly, I may find out fairly soon.
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Things at work took an unexpectedly nice turn today. I was taken off the shitty, boring project I've been on since January and moved into something completely different. While the new project isn't exactly going to set the world on fire, at least it's a change of pace from what I've been doing. Any more of that mind-numbing crap was going to put me in an asylum or somebody else in the hospital. So, at least there was some good news before the shit-hammer split open my skull.
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I've got a date tonight with someone who completely underwhelms me. She's an attractive woman, and quite nice, but something's missing.
We get along well enough, but I have no enthusiasm for her. She's a little older than me and seems a little needy. She is very much into "scene" bars and the whole networking/corporate happy hour thing, which frankly bores me stiff. She's a Republican
who openly supports Bush. To top it all off, while we don't work in the same department, we do work at the same office. There are times when we cross paths that could become really uncomfortable if this thing goes the way I think it will.
It will happen like this...We'll go out, have a nice time, but I'll just be going through the motions. I'll be the usual witty-but-aloof me and she'll be intrigued by my "mysterious nature" (someone else's quote, not mine). If we go out again, I'll try, and possibly succeed, to sleep with her, because I am scum, and afterwards I'll feel this powerful urge to flee like a serial killer after the slaughter. She'll keep calling, I'll start avoiding and things will get ugly. Been there, done that. Too many times. Yes, I know.
I should just call her now and cancel, but I'm not going to do that. I'll go and try to have fun, instead. If that doesn't work out, I'll go and try to refrain from acting like a creepy, lecherous vampire. (which I normally would do, even if Tryst thinks I'm "completely gay")
Why do I always want the one I can't have and not want the ones I can? If there is a god, he truly does have a sick sense of humor.
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The latest Pedro the Lion CD is really disappointing. Although, I'm starting to like it more than I did at first, its still a real letdown after the amazingness that was Control. Pick that one up now, I urge you.
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Today was a pretty good day that suddenly turned to complete shit. I do this to myself over and over and over and I hate it.
I've never lived in my car. I wonder how bad it really is. If I don't figure something out quickly, I may find out fairly soon.
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Things at work took an unexpectedly nice turn today. I was taken off the shitty, boring project I've been on since January and moved into something completely different. While the new project isn't exactly going to set the world on fire, at least it's a change of pace from what I've been doing. Any more of that mind-numbing crap was going to put me in an asylum or somebody else in the hospital. So, at least there was some good news before the shit-hammer split open my skull.
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I've got a date tonight with someone who completely underwhelms me. She's an attractive woman, and quite nice, but something's missing.
We get along well enough, but I have no enthusiasm for her. She's a little older than me and seems a little needy. She is very much into "scene" bars and the whole networking/corporate happy hour thing, which frankly bores me stiff. She's a Republican
who openly supports Bush. To top it all off, while we don't work in the same department, we do work at the same office. There are times when we cross paths that could become really uncomfortable if this thing goes the way I think it will.
It will happen like this...We'll go out, have a nice time, but I'll just be going through the motions. I'll be the usual witty-but-aloof me and she'll be intrigued by my "mysterious nature" (someone else's quote, not mine). If we go out again, I'll try, and possibly succeed, to sleep with her, because I am scum, and afterwards I'll feel this powerful urge to flee like a serial killer after the slaughter. She'll keep calling, I'll start avoiding and things will get ugly. Been there, done that. Too many times. Yes, I know.
I should just call her now and cancel, but I'm not going to do that. I'll go and try to have fun, instead. If that doesn't work out, I'll go and try to refrain from acting like a creepy, lecherous vampire. (which I normally would do, even if Tryst thinks I'm "completely gay")
Why do I always want the one I can't have and not want the ones I can? If there is a god, he truly does have a sick sense of humor.
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The latest Pedro the Lion CD is really disappointing. Although, I'm starting to like it more than I did at first, its still a real letdown after the amazingness that was Control. Pick that one up now, I urge you.
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user209834982:
thanks for the hamburger info. 
isadora:
ja, what inforno there said. couch.