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2002-04-01 2:41 a.m.

i'm putting off doing the dishes in favour of this. or rather avoiding doing the dishes. oh yes. at 2:45 in the morning.

happy easter i suppose. you know, that day, when that guy died and then he didn't die anymore...
oh man, i'm such a bad person.

i haven't been able to get ahold of aaron. or rather, he hasn't been able to get ahold of me. i would like to speak with him though, just because i'd really like for this all to be over. man it's hard to remember last week when i was happy and excited. i don't understand me. i don't. i can't. i don't know why i thought this was a good idea. maybe because i didn't know it all. didn't know everything about him/us.

i just want it to be over.

had supper with my family today. i am most annoying with them. i haven't figured out why. it may be because i don't have flirting to fall back on. sigh. they're a pretty good bunch. and my uncle helped my mum fix the bathroom tub surround business, so soon i will be able to shower. i can't wait. baths are good for relaxing, not cleaning. this means i don't bathe very often, this coupled with my lack of deodorant wearing these days...well.........

i really like chocolate. so muchly. this year the bunny put my chocolate in a shopping bag. i guess i outgrew baskets.

me and mattdean finally watched dancer in the dark. which i have been trying to get him to do for a couple of months. and we were both glad that we did. man that's a good/horrifying movie. i cry constantly. i don't think i've ever cried in front of mattdean before. it was fine. (finefinefine.)
here i would like to write the funny story about how matt woke up on his living room floor naked yesterday at noon. but i think he'd be mad. and i've laughed about it enough...sort of.

whenever it's just me and mattdean we get along really well. never boring. and barely uncomfortable. we made a club, the no boys and girls club. it's brilliant. it's the plural that's important. just one of each that's all. lots of people form these clubs and call it dating. not us, we're original. and not dating. i suggested we have sex but he pointed out that we might make a boy or a girl and then we'd ruin the club. he's smart.

we talked about the ruination of the gang via our inbreeding, and so on. we talked about how stupid everything is. man we can talk.

i figured out, i have to talk to alisin and to fraser. i have to stop flirting as much and/or get some action (heehee). i have to not assume some things about matt that i'm not actually sure of.

damn i write long entries. man i love this diary.

there is more and more and more i could say. watching dancer in the dark, and i ripped my character-defining pants

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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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