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. . . . . entries for 28.5.03 . . . . . Went to have contacts checked today. . . doctor was creepily similar to Charlie. . . my my my. It was WEIRD. Looked like a 35-year-old, be-mustached and un-be-glassesed Charlie. And the manner of speech was almost identical. o.O . . . . . . . . entries for 20.5.03 . . . . . "alrighty. ^.^ just make sure your son doesn't explode." "LOL" "OMG" "you do know him!!!" "I do. ^.^" . . . . . entries for 19.5.03 . . . . . Why, hello. Yes. I am still alive. I got contacts, which is cool. I'm wearing them right now and things look funny, mostly because they're more crisp and clear than I'm used to. Oh me. . . this weekend is cluttered with stuff, as is the next, and I don't even know about the weekend after that. I think I will wear contacts to school tomorrow. I doubt anyone will notice. John thought I had gotten contacts earlier in the year, (while he was still here) the day I forgot my glasses. He seemed to like me better without glasses. So. Here I am. No John to say "Guess what? Today I actually DO have contacts!" Oh well. Tschüs! . . . . . entries for 4.5.03 . . . . . Apparently my sketchbook has evaporated. This angers me. I have not blogged much lately because I have been busy with Chrono Cross (which I have beaten), napping and Java Jive. Java Jive. . . was not anything remarkable. I thought it was awfully cluttered myself. Fifty-three acts. Blearg, says I. Blearg. We only had 32 last year. I have determined that what really *ruins* a video game is a sudden ending involving "oh no, a monster is going to eat all space-time continua and YOU are the only one who can stop it!" It also helps to have a real final boss. . . like, a kickass, multi-stage final boss that could quite easily crush you. This is why we love FFVIII. :) come home? |
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{ting} .:past:. April 2002 .:skin:. turtles! turtles! by araglas |