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# 0-1-0 [15 Apr 2005|04:34pm]
[ mood | sick ]

You don't read your friend's list for a few days, and the thing completely floods you. You all write too much. Either that, or I write too little.

I've been "MIA" as of late. The flu caught up with me, and sitting infront of this computer didn't seem like my cup of tea at the time. I'm slightly better now, so figured I would update this thing.

Hope you all are doing well. But, now I'm off to play a computer game I found most entertaining. It's not about rescuing the kittens, it's about watching them go splat on the ground. Ha.ha.ha

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[11 Apr 2005|02:12pm]
[ mood | blank ]

Insert witty journal update here.

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[03 Apr 2005|04:13pm]
[ mood | sick ]

mustang_roy is worn out.
Sleep when you're dead! Whether it's emotionally or physically, you're exhausted. Have you considered sleeping pills? I took them when I had mono, and they made everything better.
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[01 Apr 2005|03:13am]
[ mood | sick ]

The flu is most definitely not something I was looking forward to. Though, I suppose as long as the fever stays at bay, I don't have much to worry about. I'm guessing the lack of food caused my defense system to weaken on me.

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# 0-0-6 [28 Mar 2005|08:47pm]
[ mood | surprised ]

There's nothing more surprising well, there is. than coming home from a long walk, to find bags of groceries laying on your front step; note attached :

"Take better care of yourself, Mustang. -- J.D."

You have my gratitude, J.D..


This eye patch is rather troublesome at times.

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#0-0-5 [28 Mar 2005|02:24pm]
[ mood | calm ]

Not much to write lately, for not a lot has been going on. Though, the therapist is complaining at the lack of entries I have, and claims that the ones I do have aren't sufficient enough.

Well, then. That's just too bad for her.

I have yet to go shopping for food, but I did find some time which, I have too much of. to stroll along the store-strip. One of the windows at the toy store contained a cow plush, and I thought of you Fullmetal. Just for my own amusement, I have bought it and stuffed it inside your mailbox. Perhaps it will remind you to drink some milk, shrimp.

Other than that, I have nothing of interest to write. Perhaps I will go out to get a drink later.

Also, I've noticed everyone doing those random quizzes on their journals. I find them completely stupid, and refuse to take one.

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[25 Mar 2005|01:37pm]
[ mood | bored ]

There hasn't been much to do lately, and I find it completely boring. Sure, there is a mountain of paperwork needed to be signed, but I'll get around to it later.

Perhaps a walk will do me some good.

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A useless post because I can. [23 Mar 2005|11:45pm]
[ mood | hungry ]

It's late, and I'm hungry. Unfortunately for me, I have yet to go shopping for food. Curses.

This is what a woman in my place would come in handy for.

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[23 Mar 2005|06:59pm]
[ mood | drained ]

I've come to the conclusion that this live journal place is completely filled with nutcasesinteresting people. I thought my therapist was bad enough, but apparently there are worse out there.

Not much went on today, other than my mailbox exploding with comments -- so this is all the entry you get for now.

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I don't feel like writing this. [22 Mar 2005|07:55pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

An online journal; oh what a brilliant idea it is. Sarcasm intended. I don't have the time to be noting down my daily events, surely there are things more important to be done. Like trying to find the right material for the mini skirts I plan to have mandatory for all female staff in the future. You see, for a while I had blue lycra in mind... But, because of some nutjob work therapist, these diares or what have you will be part of our performance review -- as if the tower of unfilled paperwork wasn't bad enough, thank you very much.

Whether they read this or not, I could care less. This is a stupid idea.

Alright, let's see if I can put together some sort of logical entry for today's happenings.

March 22, 17:05. Today, I fed bread crumbs to a pigeon.

There. I'm done. Now, I'm off to feed my stomach before it implodes on me.

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