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10 July 2007

staring real hard at this screen feeling the weirdest
of all days.
the post-it on the cpu sees a dog laying down dead
CAPTION: God, get me through this day.
energy is seeping away from me every other moment
and like this comic strip i certainly need God to help
me through this forsaken tuesday.
the office is cold and everyone has things to do EXCEPT me.
i'm fcuking bored.
but there isn't much of a choice since i'm 2days old.

the comic writes: wednesday, please let me die.
i'm so sure about this.

i'm in an author's mood today. hmm..

-i'm so fat i need to diet/exercise very badly.

3:41 PM


wendy
twenteen
sajc uoL



when the tough gets going
just keep walking