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. . . . . entries for 29.3.06 . . . . .
Icky painful bruise directly above my right ankle. It is about half Matt's fault, but the other half is mine, so I can't grumble too much. So I am done grumbling about that.
Life is strange.
Just reading that statement on a silly weblog sometimes leaves one feeling empty, as if it had no purpose, but that sentence and its whole meaning is exactly what I feel. I know when I look back, I'll think, "oh damn, I was being all emo that day." But right now? That's all I can think of. Life is fucking *weird.*
[] . . . ees @ 3:54:00 PM
come home?
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