Thursday, January 27, 2005

today was not good, things with two people are not working right now. i hope they get better and i hope i don't even have to write a letter like that again.

hanging with megan was alright. i've found that when stoned i become a compulsive buyer and think that everyone knows what's up with me. my hearing gets weird too, so i don't know how loud i'm talking.

writing stock reports suck, so does typing class. i can't use the "home row" i have my own way of typing and i can really fast but doing it right i can't. i should learn the right way anyway.

tomorrow night is going to be a blast... i hope.

shaina loves the jews at;
9:05 PM

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my name is shaina and i will eat your children.

i eat sultry roasted homo sapien flesh on a daily basis, only to purge it into a rusty bucket in a matter of minutes and feed it to the dogs.

i'm in the pomeranian fur trading business with crack dealers in newark.

i am happy. i am with someone who makes me feel amazing, who i love more than i thought you could love someone. it is fucking awesome. i love my life.

also, i like to laugh. it keeps me from killing people.

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