there was a lot i wanted to write about today, but alas as i sit to write i have not much to say.
i still havent gotten over the news i heard at christmas. honestly i think she tells people things knowing it will get back to me. incidentally though it has inspired me to keep my fingernails clean.
one thing in the world that i hate more than ever is being interrupted. it seems to happen all the time. it makes me feel small and so insignificant.
last night a girl played at insomnia. i fell in "love" almost instantly. her personility was awesome. then she sang a song called "f--- you jason's deli" alas, my search for a wife must continue
and finally dont you think it should be a requirement for cashiers to speak english?
5:28 p.m. - 2002-12-29
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