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fixin' a hole where the rain's gettin' in...

gettin' a pimple behind my labret...

that's the song i'm singing tonight. or wouldbe singing if this fucking SPACEBAR was working!!! i hate school computers.

i'm alittle worrie d that i smell like ciggies,because i have to meet socks in an hour and a half. of course, i'vebeen smoking underground forlike, two weeks now andshe hasn't said anything to me yet. but this could be a perculator waiting to boil over,you know?

i've figured out what to say in my history essay. yes. the one that was due a week and a half ago. i've justfigured it out. well. maybe itwill be done by tomorrow then.

AND. and. and the wondrous rip=tv is goingto host my imagesfor me, so sorethroat can lookas sexy asit ever did. hahahaha. i would say that i will try to sexy it up even more, but i don't think that is humanly possible.

so. in a better mood today. because i've got a hunger in my belly and i haven't satiated it with chocolate. yet. the day always has potentialfor easter-related-paraphanalia (and iain't talkin' crucifixes) binging.

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