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Feeling: reluctant
My computer is being a slow piece of shit today. But then that's not unusual.... I GOT KARMACODE TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Finally. I woke up around 11....good because if I had woken up earlier I woulda been bored out of my mind. And it was.......overcast. Wtf. Not bad tho... Just now it's fucking freeeeezing. And it's raining? Puzzling. Truly puzzling. I never use that word - puzzling. Mostly because it annoys me to have to type the z I think. Meh. So I woke up and talked to Theron for hours on end about insane asylums and ghost websites and the KKK and sacrifices and all that.....pretty normal subjects. Then we got tired of typing and I called him but I didn't get to talk to him for very long because my dad showed up and I had to leave. That's when we went to Amoeba. Too bad Theron couldn't go...he had English homework, tho. I haven't seen him in like...a week. So sad. I had a dream about him the other night...I forget what it was about, tho. Queer. I don't like typing q's, either. I just realized. So my mom and Ron were out looking at yachts for sale today. Ron wants to buy one. But not one too big - it's hard to find a slip to keep huge ones in. But the one he was looking at is really nice. I think it was like 44 feet long and has two bedrooms. It has a kitchen and everything else, too. And each bedroom has its own bathroom. Aaaaawesome. So I can like steal it if he buys it and my friends and I can go wherever we want. Yessssssss..... So yeah that'll be cool. I told my dad about it and he laughed because the yacht would be bigger than what he's living in now. Sad. But true. So yeah. I'm gonna go watch The 40-Year-Old Virgin now because I haven't seen it. And everyone says it's really funny. And Steve just bought it today at Amoeba and I snuck it out of the car before he noticed. Heh. Thee imbecile. So yeah...gonna go watch it. Because I do not sleep. And yeah. It would be cool to haunt Disneyland. Do you have any idea how many children we could traumatize????
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