Tuesday, April 17th, 2001 | 9:33
I should be sleeping.


me shaving

me screaming

me not shaving ever again


I was feeling rather ok until I got on th bus. Maybe it's the fact that I have no food (in me), but I am grumpy as hell.


My bitterness must be amusing to someone.


I need a job. (Please give me one.)



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