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[Sunday, the 19th of January, 2014] |
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Happy birthday to me.
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[Monday, the 7th of October, 2013] |
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gloomy |
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I've been dead for 164 years today. This day is going to require far more alcohol then I currently have.
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[Tuesday, the 3rd of September, 2013] |
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Occasionally, it does become clear that I have a sense of humor because I found the picture below and have yet to stop giggling about it. The Opium may be helping there though
( Picture )
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[Thursday, the 8th of August, 2013] |
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They've send me a bunch of books, self professing to be sci-fi and mystery. Most of them revolve around two young people who are wrong for one another/one claims to loathe the other, and they must save their respective worlds.
As I'm forbidden from setting them afire, I've gone through five bottles of wine before I just wrote 'no' everywhere. If you wish to publish this awful tripe, do it on your own money as I refuse to edit any of these, and you do not wish to learn of my critique involving them as most youths cannot handle such truths.
I'm also in a spot of trouble regarding the bird. Apparently it's illegal to keep it's kind. I told the nice people to please just take it, but instead I just have to pay a fine.
If birds can be smug, this one has mastered it. It's also absconded with my favorite pen, and is sitting on it's perch mocking me as per usual.
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