September 29th, 2002

(I've tried patience)

~sigh~

Nightmares...check!
Jealousy...check!
Shyness...check!
Despair...check!
Loneliness...check!
Feelings of being ugliest human being on planet...check!
Bitterness...check!

Rah.

~laughs~ On the other hand, it's been the Week of Bizarre Spam this week, and I think this even beats the one that thought I was called Tim ("There are those who call me..."), knew someone called Billy, and was interested in small mammals.
This one said :
my ass is up waiting for you...
One bottle of champagne is not enough, but a start for the party!

I'm still not sure whether to wince in pain at the thought or imagine a drunken donkey full of the joys of spring, but it's early in the morning and I'm sorry, but it amused the heck out of me.

~smile~ Oh yes, and apparently, I have e-mail. ~strokes computer~

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  • Current Music
    'Happy Birthday', Altered Images.
Music

~happykittensigh~

JJ72 on Popworld.
~purrrrrrrrrs~

It's like listening to Brett Anderson's youngest cousin or something. He's an indie chipmunk. But. So pretty! And such a lovely voice! And...and. And. Yay! Music!

I feel a bit better now but the hours are just d r a g g i n g....

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  • Current Music
    JJ72!
I can fly!

Brain hurts.

I don't have anything to say, but have a pressing desire to write about how I have nothing to say in a witty, eloquent and lengthy fashion.
I won't, because, well, I've nothing to say. But the desire is still there.

Why?

~sigh~ Only four hours until I have some sort of point again...~watches clock~

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  • Current Music
    'Aldebaran', Enya.