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Sunday, February 09, 2003
It's amazing how one can change in 48 hours. Or not change, despite what you expect. Anyway, Courtney calls me a girl Chandler Bing. Or a "gay boy" girl. You probably have no idea why she does. Well, I finally agree with her. I never thought it would turn out like this. I think she and I have switched roles, for once, I feel comfortable where I am. It's a good place. (Bush, "Glycerine", Hoobastank "Pieces", Save Ferris "Let Me In", Alanis Morissette "Uninvited", Duncan Sheik "Barely Breathing", Mack 10 "Connected for Life", Dodgy "Good Enough", and the Smashing Pumpkins "Perfect" ---- songs that are running though my head this morning as I try to cram for a meaningless midterm.)
I have yet to figure out a birthday present for my dad. It's this Tuesday. Arg. Let me know if got any ideas, cause at this point, I think a "Girls Gone Wild" video is my top choice.
I'm starting to hate people again, just the whole of humans sicken me in a general way. And, no, I'm not excluded, so don't think I'm being an elitist, schizophrenic hermit. I guess I just need some time to think over why we're wired the way we are. People are strange and complicated. Blech.
3:37 PM
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