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September 11th 2003, 09:51 PM
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Tal
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Countin' flowers on the wall, that don't bother me at all. Playin' solitaire 'til dawn, with a deck of 51...

Of course I'm not dying.

So, why must I look back on everything I write and regret it? I've always pondered this. Everything I say seems invalid and unnecessary. This will be, too, with time. Hrm.

I think sex is very meaningful, perhaps just as meaningful as one's first kiss in a relationship. Others disagree. I had what I thought to be terrific reasoning earlier today.. alas, I have lost it.

I'd be more than delighted to commit suicide; alas, too many people care for me, and I constantly worry about what they may think of me when I'm gone. And I care for them, really. It's difficult to find someone who'll always be there for you.

I don't recall drinking a cup of cola; what is this cup doing in front of me...

I want to learn how to make a dainty Flash cartoon. Alas, I could not possibly comprehend how, as I'm an inept fiend.