Sunday, January 26th, 2003 | 1:33
Lavender makes me want to kill someone.

I think I was in a good mood until about thirty seconds ago.
I've got me a notion. And a cold. Fuckin' eh.
"You think this is that, question mark?"
I wrote it down on my phone so I wouldn't forget it.
Hi! I don't think we've met, I'm fat and ugly.
Holy christ!!! I just hit something on my keyboard and it sent the window three pages back. Double holy christ!!! Through some freak accident, I didn't lose my entry.

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