note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.

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2004.10.11 12:38 a.m.

wow, who likes getting emails subjected 'happy turkey day!'?
how annoying. ugh. this is thanksgiving guys. not kill the turkey.
how pointless to even discuss this, i don't really* mind people eating the turkey... but to make the entire the holiday around slaughter?
(*yes i do.)

but i had a nice dinner at the twin's house last night. it was pretty funny in a good way. amy had made an entire thanksgiving dinner and gone to such effort! there was even a centerpeice! it was just me, the twins, their sister, and ashley's boyfriend brendan. brendan was such a boyfriend. he even turned on the game after dinner. (what???) it was nice though. and i had two peices of pie. i really really like those girls and it doesn't even really make sense because we are so different it's like we're not even in the same room.

i have creative urges (in a hot way) but no way to really manifest them......i just don't even know where to start. there's so many things i want to do. and in theory i'd be really good at them. it's the theory part that's the problem. i can't settle on one thing long enough to make it good. i have no attention span. i want everything right now. i have no patience.
i'm going to learn to play bass i've decided (me writing that negates that decision, now i'll never get around to it).

i'm bored because i have nothing to do while avoiding everything that i really really should be doing. jesus shit.

i think i'll

spin around in this chair some more.

previously - and then

*oh random entry*

all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15

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