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[Jan. 9th, 2008|11:10 pm] |
Wow. It's been so long.
And I don't know what I really want to write. I've written this part at least three times now before finally giving up and deleting it all. I didn't want to come off too depressing but I'm just too tired to be happy. Yes, that made sense. Shush you.
Drinking a Pepsi, hoping the lime will keep me up. Can't believe how much willpower it took me not to take out my wallet and pay for an xbox360 after just seeing a GameStop. Sad ain't it? Gotta sort my priorities better; got three games without the actual system. Love my thoughts.
Losing slight coherence, need more soda, gimme a second.
So yeah. At home with sister and dog/fox. The latter's a shiba inu, but we really think she's a fox. She sure as hell doesn't act like a dog. Parents in China/Taiwan for business/pleasure, so I'm basically in charge of the house and the office. Which is hell on my sleeping time, especially since Alan and Seifo want to go out before they gotta go back to their schools.
At least I'm getting paid well. Although picking up dog crap at 6 am is way too early in general. Oh. And, uh, happy birthday to you, Kira. Because you know, you're old now. You also get paid LJ account, 100 userpics, and a Hollister 20 dollar gift card because I'm not gonna use it.
Now, off to watch Colbert Report. Cuz I need a laugh before I collapse. |
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[Sep. 22nd, 2006|03:21 am] |
Status: Restarted.
Notes: May stay in reboot for some time. |
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