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[Feb. 18th, 2009|06:37 am] |
Well, it's good to know I'm not going bankrupt. A little odd to hear about it on the news. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|08:54 am] |
I think I am going to like this world. Definitely. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|09:00 am] |
I do love the tail end of winter; pouring rains, winter breezes, and unexpected snows. It is days like today that I appreciate knowing how to fly a helicopter. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|10:59 am] |
It occurs to me that perhaps purposely distancing myself from most of humanity has left me ill-equipped to deal with people.
A humongous shock, I'm sure. There was an audible gasp when I wrote that.
It is difficult to behave otherwise, though. Learning to trust is quite the feat. Though I have some help, a large portion of it must be done on my own time, in my own way.
And I have no clue where to start. It has been quite some time since I've felt so confused. But it's a confusion I relish. The confusion of having to make my own choices instead of being led by an idiot who wishes to be the messiah of a people who need only be shown that there is something human in all of us.
This is a strange time, and a strange world. But that fits with my nature, I suppose. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|12:46 pm] |
As of last weekend..I think I may actually have a boyfriend.
I never thought it would be possible. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|12:53 pm] |
Let it be known...A.P. Chemistry Lab.
Best class...ever! |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|01:12 pm] |
Arg. Life is getting a little crazier than I particularly like.
But at least it's still a harmless crazy. I can deal with harmless crazy.
Maybe I'll take a week off, see how things go. Bruce, John, Scott, think you guys can manage? I'll be within reach if you need me. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|04:39 pm] |
Hmm. Jade is sending me to New Zealand. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|09:08 pm] |
Huh? Am I dead? |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|10:09 pm] |
Ah, lest I forget, Miss Carrie, Master Dick.
Happy anniversary. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|10:46 pm] |
You know, of all the things I've done, the most painful has to be stubbing a toe. Who designed these appendage things to be all faulty and prone to being whacked?
Owwwwww. |
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[Feb. 18th, 2009|11:07 pm] |
( Emmett ) |
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