the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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19:48 + 12.12.2006 = still not gift-ing.
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the entire day has been dreadfully melancholic.
and my cheer-me-up has gone to his parents' house for the evening.
so my prozac will have to be a thorough cleaning of the kitchen mixed with a heaping helping of wine.
...it's amazing what i accomplish whilst not-accomplishing important, urgent tasks [re: christmanakkuh elaborate gifts.]
but really, i'd much rather be falling asleep near-nakedly next to the bartender, regardless of how messy he says his place is.
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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[prologue] *** [epilogue] ***[plottwist!]
[[erstwhile]] ***** [[forthwith]]
