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| ...i've taken to sleeping from 10 or so in the morning until about 6 pm.
normally it isn't a problem at all, not like i have anywhere to be, but i've noticed that i don't really feel the flow of time like i usually do. even sleeping during the day, when 4 am rolls around, i know that it's 4 am. now...not so much.
anyway, not a problem, just something interesting i've noticed.
other than that, not too much that i can think of. i found my blue sunglasses again, and am currently wearing them. also i managed to cut my mouth while eating Funyuns (again). there should be a warning label or something.
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| ...that 95% of the male population is somehow mentally handicapped.
not the drooling super noticeable kind....just....you know what i mean.
quiz time.
honestly, if you "miss someone" and later have the chance to talk to them, which is the normal choice?
A) talk to them
B) bake them cookies
C) completely ignore their existence
if you said A (and,who are we kidding, B is always acceptable.) congratulations, you are a fully functioning human being.
if you said C...well, invest in a helmet.
*end rant*
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| so after sleeping all day and drowning myself in generic candy, i checked some messages i had, and decided to send some out to people i hadn't talked to for months. (not all of them, because honestly, i never talk to anyone anymore and that would take me ages.) apparently some of them thought i was dead maybe? whatever. *waves hands* still alive. yep. hi there.
also remaining in a constant state of half-decay....my xanga. yep. it seems no one else really comes here anymore. of course, it's been that way for a very, very long time. my friends are lame, and i am going to attempt to bring xanga back. BRINGIN' IT BACK. 'kay? zombie xanga is coming for you. lock your doors.
i've run out of books, so i've been re-reading my Kurt Vonnegut novels. so wonderful.
let's see...something else....well, i guess i'll try to make this music thing a regular occurrence. if you haven't ever heard them, check out the band Stars. however, my favorite song of their's (Your Ex-Lover Is Dead) isn't on there. sadface. :< (i like to think of that as a sadface with a mustache.)
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| of course, when i say busy, what i really mean is doing a lot of things that really don't matter very much in reality.
oh well.
i am my own best friend.
let's see...what's new...not much to be honest, but someone recommended a band to me that i absolutely loved.
the band is called The Weakerthans, and to know why i love them, listen to A Plea From A Cat Named Virtute.
afterwards, go hug your cat and apologize for being such a failure. be sure to tell it that you'll try harder in the future.
because that's what you're going to want to do.
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| i'm driving myself crazy.
i need to talk to someone who is people-smart, except i don't know. i really kind of don't want to, except i do.
my entire life is awkward, and i don't like it. i have no idea how to make it not-awkward, and i really can't stand it.
someone, stop it please?
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