The land of pounding heads
28/2/06 10:00Can I just not be here?
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on an unrelated note...There's a guy sitting next to me on the computer that's bouncing up and down with a blank look on his face. I'm a perve.
I don't like my hair. It's too dark. I liked the old color, even if the lady said it was the same color. It was professionally dyed. I usually do it at home. Maybe if I wash it out.
I need to write another paper now. F-ing papers.
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on an unrelated note...There's a guy sitting next to me on the computer that's bouncing up and down with a blank look on his face. I'm a perve.
I don't like my hair. It's too dark. I liked the old color, even if the lady said it was the same color. It was professionally dyed. I usually do it at home. Maybe if I wash it out.
I need to write another paper now. F-ing papers.
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1/3/06 01:45 (UTC)Miss talkin' to ya - hope life is otherwise well.
(no subject)
3/3/06 01:46 (UTC)I miss ya too. How's the younguns?
(no subject)
3/3/06 02:04 (UTC)They're doing great - daughter just lost her first tooth last week... oy!
This can only mean I'm getting old. ;-)
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3/3/06 02:12 (UTC)Heads pounding
2/3/06 20:02 (UTC)Let the freaks desist,
Let the world be at peace
Let the happiness persist
And what paper are you writing?
Re: Heads pounding
3/3/06 01:47 (UTC)It was for my Narrative Form in Film class. We watch movies and write about them and junk. It was an essay for a take home test thingy.