it tastes like death liquified.
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my webpage looks
shitt
don’t have windows media player anymore
or movie maker
or blah blah blah blah blah
got rid of all yer windows bs
98lite is my new best friend. even if i did use an illegal copy.
we all know that i’m 100% broke.
at least 99% broke.
and i’m drunk again.
go figure.
sean says he has money.
bah. some sugah daddy.
ain’t got no job.
hah hah hah.
beck hurts me.
i can’t feel my limbs.
it’s fucking 9 am and i haven’t gone to bed yet.
i hate my life.
i hate everything.
except for jesus.
or something.
wow, my teeth are fuzzy-like.
goddamn video post production better have dubbed my tape by now.
what’s the holdup biatch?
yes.
yes.
it’s the last last last minute as usual.
i hate myself.
but jesus loves me and such, so it’ll all work out.
eh.
whoever was responsible for my past life
worked up some mighty good positive karma
that i probably don’t deserve
but nevermind
i don’t believe in any of that nonsense anyway
i just laugh at you all
i will do nothing
and it will all work out fine
i have confidence in this
my speakers fucking suck
what are you talking about sean
hm
the drink in front of me is a very disturbing shade of bright pink
my computer is nice and clean
it makes me happier than i have ever been
or something
sean says i should be talking about him here
yes he’s right. or something.
i guess i love him. i guess.
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
yeah, my speakers fucking suck.
this hurts me.
this hurts me so.
the static is unbearable.
p.s. i’m going to fucking kill you, sean.
the end.
reinstalled… everything
sure was fun, yeh
and then i UNinstalled IE, Outlook Express and Outlook
so there
soooooo therrrrre
Blogger looks like shite in Netscape.
Sean is Princess Jasmin.
I’d post something of value, but I have better things to do.
Okay, that’s a lie.
But you’re not getting anything useful out of me anyway.
Boo to you.
Well!
Missed waking up in time for (something almost, but not quite entirely unlike) food again!
Pa-thet-ic.
I don’t see much of that wretched daystar anymore.
I don’t see much of class anymore.
(Daystar, BTW, is a perfectly valid word for the sun. I could, apparently, also be referring to Venus, but as we know, there is no sky in Toronto, and therefore there is no freakin’ chance of seeing the planet Venus, as you have to catch it when it’s near the horizon. We all know that there is no horizon in Toronto…)
I suppose I’ll be dining at Dominion again today.
Just keep me away from the Easter display.
My teeth hurt. Yow.
Well, either at Dominion or on coagulated, sweaty pizza.
Depends how much of a masochist I feel like today.
For my own future reference: http://developer.irt.org/script/frame.htm