*dies of boredom*
Thursday, 12/12/02 - 6:25pm.

I landed in reality this morning, and after waking up I said to myself: there's nothing for you to do today. It was more like a reflex, but then I analized my agenda for today...nothing.

Yes. I had a bad, unproductive, boring, lame, uneventful day at home. I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE. I want to do something. I want to live.

Go here, it's much more entertaining and morbid (yeah, you like that, don't you?) than listening to me whining about a "day" like today.

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