Thursday, July 18th, 2002 | 0:19
I like the sound of my own voice.

That's got to be it.
I swear it.
I understand too much. And stuff.
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It just occurred to me how much I need stuff. And things.
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It's hot in here. Not "herre". Christ!
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Heat makes me bitchy. And stuff.
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My eyeball hurts nine ways from Tuesday. And that's all I have to say about that.
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WOW!!! "[My] computer is now protected against new viruses!"
I couldn't care less about not my computer.
And it's hot in here.
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I type faster here.

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