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9:46am
I
started this entry yesterday afternoon after getting some much needed
rest, but then everyone came over and soon it was mayhem and now
it's Saturday morning and here I am.
can't
seem to kick whatever it was I had before, been feeling so sickish
lately. stomach sick, dizziness, out of it. lack of sleep maybe
or eating dairy probably. Actually, I think it is because I do not
get nearly enough canadian love.
oh
I go so very soon now and I can't hardly wait. Everything will slow
down and relax a little once I get out of Boston. I've been letting
loose a little too much lately, having a little too much fun, acting
stupid WAY too much. However, I have until Wed to continue this
path of TOO MUCH and then I shall return to the path of righteousness
set forth by ... umm ... well, I just like saying righteousness.
I
read something the other day about some company owning the rights
to the word "entrepreneur". This disturbs me for many
reasons, but mostly because a word is a word and no one can OWN
it or have RIGHTS to it. Words and languages aren't products and
commodities that are bought and sold. I understand trademarking
and registering rights to logos and certain phrases that are company-related,
but words? WORDS? gimme a break.
I
actually don't know how this owning rights to words business works,
so I should maybe look into that before I start complaining about
it. Don't get me wrong, I love looking like a jackass, but I am
actually curious about it, so learning shall henceforth take place.
Sharing
bathrooms with anyone is an evil that should never exist. Sharing
bathrooms with boys is just cruel and unusual punishment, worse
than almost anything in the entire world. Because boys are gross
and they pee all over the place and let their nasty hair go everywhere
and they're just gross. icky and gross. boys are icky and gross,
you hear me?
If
I owe you email, as I am sure I do, then I apologize and I promise
that I will continue to ignore you and not write back. So don't
worry.
Neely
is sleeping off in a-m's bed and she's snoring. she snores apparently.
loud too. snore snore snore. It makes me laugh. when guys snore,
I get irritated. neely snoring makes me laugh, I find it very cute.
alright
I am getting sleepy now. after I wake up, I'm gonna do stupid errands
and busywork things that I've neglected all week, stock up on kitty
supplies for a-m while I'm gone, maybe consider washing some clothes
although really I doubt it, clean, start packing, masturbate probably,
play with Fargo, watch TV, eat some food, try to think of ways to
earn many many dollars in quick easy steps (maybe hundreds of tiny
classified ads?), exercise, shower, go to the charles and lay on
the grass and bask in the warm warm sun and enjoy it, because once
I get to AZ it isn't gonna be warm warm enjoyable sun, but rather
bastard hot pulsating sun that makes you want to strip down to your
very bones, call my family, and anything else that comes along.
I
heart you.
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