***********************Don't forget!
There is a party on Saturday for SuicideDoggie and kittyp. Details in my events section--everyone's invited!
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AND-- don't forget! tomorrow (friday) is kittyp's birthday, so hop over to her journal and tell how great she is
then do the same for SuicideDoggie on monday
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well, its time to update again, but i'm at a bit of a loss for words here. let's see, i've already told everyone about my bee phobia (which could prove useful if i ever do take over the world and you want to over throw me...), i've added a few words about my mother here and there (i could devote an entire journal entry to her, but don;t dare as the entry would most likely never stop), and i've also complained about my boss (who, by the way, only just got around to paying me the rest of my paycheck from last month
), and i've also hinted at my 'uncomfortable disposition' around children.
and, well, that pretty much sums up my life. now you all know me better than i know myself and there's nothing more to write about.
sure, i could write you a poem, but even if we pretended for a few moments that people tend to read journal postings that consist either of songs or poetry and i actually did post one in here, you probably wouldn't understand it/care about it unless you were deeply engrossed in your own existential isolation. and i have a laziness about spelling things correctly and a slight vocabulary handicap, which probabaly means that most of the poems i write dont really mean what i think they mean.
i could tell you all about what i did at work today, but its confidential. and might make you depressed. there's a lot of torture happening out there.
i'll take a brief moment to elaborate on the recent 'soup' entry to say that i made the best soup i've ever eatten last night. *drool*. i never thought i could make such a soup. and thanks to everyone who sent their recipes. i ordered my groceries online today (to be delivered this weekend), and i plan to get busy in the kitchen.
now that i've babbled about nothing, i'll satisfy myself with this update. at least you dont have to read about bush's ipod listings anymore.
some ideas for future journal entries-->
would you rather hear about:
LSD and a day at the amusement park
or
an episode from my shoplifting phase
?
(shite, this is what my life comes down to? i'm too prone to impulsive, self-destructive behaviours. i blame my mother.
)
There is a party on Saturday for SuicideDoggie and kittyp. Details in my events section--everyone's invited!
***********************
AND-- don't forget! tomorrow (friday) is kittyp's birthday, so hop over to her journal and tell how great she is
then do the same for SuicideDoggie on monday
***********************
_______________________________
well, its time to update again, but i'm at a bit of a loss for words here. let's see, i've already told everyone about my bee phobia (which could prove useful if i ever do take over the world and you want to over throw me...), i've added a few words about my mother here and there (i could devote an entire journal entry to her, but don;t dare as the entry would most likely never stop), and i've also complained about my boss (who, by the way, only just got around to paying me the rest of my paycheck from last month
), and i've also hinted at my 'uncomfortable disposition' around children.
and, well, that pretty much sums up my life. now you all know me better than i know myself and there's nothing more to write about.
sure, i could write you a poem, but even if we pretended for a few moments that people tend to read journal postings that consist either of songs or poetry and i actually did post one in here, you probably wouldn't understand it/care about it unless you were deeply engrossed in your own existential isolation. and i have a laziness about spelling things correctly and a slight vocabulary handicap, which probabaly means that most of the poems i write dont really mean what i think they mean.
i could tell you all about what i did at work today, but its confidential. and might make you depressed. there's a lot of torture happening out there.
i'll take a brief moment to elaborate on the recent 'soup' entry to say that i made the best soup i've ever eatten last night. *drool*. i never thought i could make such a soup. and thanks to everyone who sent their recipes. i ordered my groceries online today (to be delivered this weekend), and i plan to get busy in the kitchen.
now that i've babbled about nothing, i'll satisfy myself with this update. at least you dont have to read about bush's ipod listings anymore.
some ideas for future journal entries-->
would you rather hear about:
LSD and a day at the amusement park
or
an episode from my shoplifting phase
?
(shite, this is what my life comes down to? i'm too prone to impulsive, self-destructive behaviours. i blame my mother.
)
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Thanks for the birthday wishes and I'll see you tomorrow night.