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	mood: tired

	Alrighty! I have internet again, and I'm all set up! I also have a job interview tomorrow at a Pier 1 sort of place, so wish me luck!

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	I am at the coffee shop again, stealing internet. To be fair, I did buy a 3 dollar green tea latte. Which is delicious. I miss having my own internet though. D: I want to be able to do this stuff while drinking my own tea, and without the temptation to buy expensive shit that I don't need or particularly really want. I hope everyone is doing well. I miss you guys. D: I feel awkward being on my computer in a public place, probably because I'm not used to it. Plus I'm not used to using a table, since I usually compute on my bed at home. D: Sadface. And I need to get back to work, dammit. I'm getting poorer by the minute. x.x; Blah. Not to mention the fact that there's a cold bug going around, and the more I'm in public the more chances I have of catching it, and my dormant bronchitis virus makes getting over colds a huge pain in the ass. Bleh bleh bleh. Wish me luck. x.x; Hopefully, I'll get internet of my own set up tomorrow, but I'm not going to promise anything, because I'm not entirely sure. ...Ew. Country music on the overhead. D: I meant to bring my headphones, but I forgot them. x.x; Gah. I suck at life. Aaaaand there you go. You're all caught up on my life. o____o; What has everyone else been up to? Let me know! <33 See you guys soon, I hope.

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	mood: sleepy

	Just to prove I'm not completely dead, despite the medication that makes me mimic a catatonic state: ( If I weigh the same as a duck, your scale is fucked up. ) My shoulders are all kinds of screwed up. I went to the doctor and the pain and anti-inflammatory pills that I was given has kept me mostly comatose. And when I do wake up, I can't really move because I don't have the energy. x.x; It completely sucks. But at least I won't be stressing the muscles that are keeping the joints from popping back in any more, right? ...Life sucks. x.x;

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	mood: sore

	I re-dislocated my shoulder grabbing for my damn dog when she got out today. x.x;; Badly. Omg the pain. It hasn't been this bad since the wreck. x.x; Ow.

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	i feel sick.

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	mood: sleepy
	music: Rainbow Connection - Debbie Harry and Kermit

	Hey! What's this??? ...Debbie Harry and Kermit the Frog. >.> Singing Rainbow Connection. It is fun. You will enjoy it. And now I need to go listen to my Blondie collection. :D

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	mood: crazy

	New camera! Which means I'm still getting the hang of it. But in the meantime... ( Look over there!! -----> ) First time using the Sony Webbie. :D It is an HD video camera that also takes stills. It says it's only 5 megapixels, but really, they're damn good quality. o___o; I shall take more pictures tomorrow probably. XD

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	mood: sleepy
	music: Daria marathon on my computer

	Time to pimp an old, mostly deserted community! Steph and I still use it (occasionally), but we're the only ones. I really loved the idea when I made it, and I would love for it to take off again, so! Join up! writeitdown Basically, it's a place for you to write down favourite quotes, song lyrics, excerpts, whatever. It's nice. I enjoy it, but then again, I also created it. But that's not the point!!! Join!

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	Sigh.

	mood: apathetic

	Does anyone have a friend that they want to infect with the DeadJournal virus? I have like...400 invite codes that I have aaaabsolutely no use for at the mo'. So if you know anyone who's interested, let me know and I'll hook you up. On a semi-related note, I think I'm going to make a 'sketchbook journal', so I can stop flooding my DA with crappy and unfinished things. (I hate using the scrapbook feature there.) So I am open to naming suggestions.

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	mood: scared

	There is a family of wasps under my porch. The real insect-y kind, not the bitchy high society kind like my family. ....I hate both kinds. x.x; I am staying in the house until they're gone.

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	mood: blank

	Der Abgrund der Stadt, Verschlingt jede Träne die fällt. Da unten ist nichts mehr, was Dich hier oben noch hält.

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	mood: crushed
	music: ......

	She said it's cold It feels like Independence Day And I can't break away from this parade But there's got to be an opening Somewhere here in front of me Through this maze of ugliness and greed And I seen the sun up ahead At the county line bridge Sayin' all there's good and nothingness is dead We'll run until she's out of breath She ran until there's nothin' left She hit the end-it's just her window ledge Well this place is old It feels just like a beat up truck I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn Well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes This place is always such a mess Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn I'm so alone, and I feel just like somebody else Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin' dreams I think of death-it must be killin' me

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	mood: peaceful
	music: 12:59 Lullabye - Bedouin Soundclash

	This song makes my heart ache. It's beautiful. I need to get over this ukelele sound phase of mine. Also, how did I miss the new Rasmus cd?!?! It's amazing!!! D: I feel like a bad fan. Beautiful. The Rasmus never fails to impress me.

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	mood: mopey

	My stomach hurts and I want a hug. That is all.

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	Words, Words, Words.

	mood: quixotic
	music: Daria

	When I was little, I remember wondering things which seemed like a completely normal activity at the time, but whenever I find myself thinking back on it now I realize that I was a very odd child. Not that I really have a problem with that, but I always thought that I had a relatively normal childhood, so the fact that I was weird, and AM weird now, must point to something inherently part of me. The wondering that I am referring to, is something that I catch myself still doing from time to time. I will get stuck on a word, and repeat it over and over to myself in my head, until the sounds don't even mean anything to me anymore, even though I know what the word means. And then I wonder "...Why did the people who started the whole language thing decide that THIS grouping of sounds meant this idea." The word that bothered me the most as a kid was 'the'. Seriously? How does one define the word 'the'? It's not even really a word, is it? Really. Why do we need it? Other than just for the fact that we've been so trained to use it, that NOT using it makes the entire sentence really grate on our senses. I think it's just there to begin or continue the rhythm of the sentence in general. And that really bothers me. Today's word of nonsensibility is 'daughter'. Say it to yourself a few times. It's a very very strange word. It has nothing in common with the rest of the word family that it belongs to (mother, father, sister, brother) which all have at least one common sound. Son and Daughter don't. So why do we have those words? Why didn't we use a different grouping of sounds? I realize that most english words come from other languages, where the bases mean certain things, so that's not what confuses me, it's just the sounds. Sounds bother me. And something's wired differently in my brain so it bothers me to the point of obsession. I don't know if I've explained it clearly enough for anyone else to understand why words feel so weird to me, but I try. I tried explaining it to my friends once and they either laughed at me or looked at me funny. x.o; Yes, indeed. And that is my random thought process of the morning.

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