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Indulge me, because it has to be said.
Sep. 2nd, 2004 09:41 pmI'm tired. Tired as fuck.
The ship isn't going anywhere because the pilot is AWOL. Wash needs to say something, but what? Ugh.
It's great when you can call people up after a month of not talking and strike it up like old times. Now for another month of not picking up the phone. Huzzah.
My room's dirty. I have a lab to read. But it's so much easier to sit here and surf.
Why do I feel lonely all of a sudden?
Off to the laundry room.
The ship isn't going anywhere because the pilot is AWOL. Wash needs to say something, but what? Ugh.
It's great when you can call people up after a month of not talking and strike it up like old times. Now for another month of not picking up the phone. Huzzah.
My room's dirty. I have a lab to read. But it's so much easier to sit here and surf.
Why do I feel lonely all of a sudden?
Off to the laundry room.
