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I haven't been in a good space for awhile, but I have an idea that things are getting better. Or maybe it's just a dream I had.

I wish I'd grown up in a social family where I'd learned to interact with my fellow human beings better than I did, but we are all very strange... it's been passed down since my greatgranduncle or further...
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Just six shifts left at the job I don't care much for. And in four days I'm leaving town for four days. I just spent alot of money on things I've wanted and needed for awhile. Two (TWO!) pairs of black Carhartt pants. Four cookbooks. Three books on Buddhist thought. Twelve high-quality cigars (Onyx Reserve, Romio y Julieta Reserve Maduros, Upmans). Feels kind of nice...
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I owe the inspiration for this short work to a very curious lass here on SG. It's cheesy I guess, but it's stream-of-concious, so I'll take it for what it is. I'll edit it tommorrow.

Memories are a funny thing. There are days when the sky is so high above and the clouds just outside the reach of space that I swear I can smell...
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I'm getting out town next week for a few days. Yay.

Oh yeah, and I want someone special in my life, but I've been overly conditioned by past experiences to expect nothing but failure. So... I'm trying to think of ways I could accumulate some small good experiences thus gaining the confidence to not sabotage a larger one. I'm open to suggestion on this, folks....
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I need sleep in a bad way.

Well, the good news is I can quit my evil job. The better news is I'm getting full time employment with the cool folks.

And now for a work of fiction:

Sometimes I like to sit on the dock and watch the water roll past. The way the shore runs is slightly contrary to way the tide comes and and prevailing winds blow, so if...
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Well, the good news is I can quit my evil job. The better news is I'm getting full time employment with the cool folks.

And now for a work of fiction:

Sometimes I like to sit on the dock and watch the water roll past. The way the shore runs is slightly comtrary to way the tide comes and and prevailing winds blow, so if...
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I've been thinking of going another route with my journal fromnow on. It'll be entirely short works of fiction from here until I decide otherwise.

Oh! Here's a first: my mother took me out to breakfast Sunday morning (she's cool like that) and for the first time in my life actually suggested setting me up with women she's met around town. Doctor's office, car wash, I don't know... "They're really nice girls, just a little dumpy; I don't know if that matters to you..." No mom, it doesn't matter, I'm...
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I'm still fighting a stupid cold. I'm going to have to pull out the stops and get really mean on it; take all the supplements I can get my hands on and eat tones of garlic and apples, and all that.

I think it's time to change my profile. It needs a drastic rewrite and I need to come up with a new picture. Maybe...
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Seems I'm getting sick. Maybe I'll make some fake-chicken Chicken Noodle Soup. That'd be yummy.

Insomnia is good for one thing I guess: I just wrote this nifty little story about being a warrior and it's implications through multiple incarnations. I think I'll type it up and show it around, get some opinions.