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Mood:
no matter what they've got say

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Listening: "Suck," Nine Inch Nails
Desiring: A good idea

I'm trying to come up with a good subject, really I am. I've just been kinda busy at work and distracted by the world out there....

Everything that I think of either seems cutesy and half-assed or a boring reiteration of crap no one cares about.

Well at least today is my Molasses' birthday.

But I still can't think of anything interesting to say.

I don't like that we're going to war.

I don't like it when people whine about "____" in LA.

I don't like paying bills or exercising.

I don't like being bored; I don't like my job very much.

I need more money.

blah. big effing deal.

I wish I could go to the theatre more. I wish I would just buckle down and send out letters to waiver theatres. I wish I had it in me to fight for something non-mediocre.

I like kittens and sunshine and the taste of blood.

I swear I need something new to say so I quit starting every sentence with the word "I."

But what to talk about?


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