Sunday, February 22, 2004
04:26 p.m.

I like Andy Rooney, and this is why.

Thursday, February 12, 2004
11:50 p.m.

If everyone forgets me, I will cease to exist.
If everyone forgets me, I will cease to exist.
If everyone forgets me, I will cease to exist.
If everyone forgets me, I will cease to exist.
If everyone forgets me, I will cease to exist.
If everyone forgets me, I will cease to exist.
If everyone forgets me, I will cease to exist.

Saturday, January 31, 2004
11:01 p.m.

There's no morale booster in the world like finally getting a pile of writing done. >:D

Friday, January 9, 2004
03:23 p.m.

Damn it. What is it about being absolutely alone that makes me want to pick fights?

If everyone goes away and forgets about me, I'll cease to exist....

Monday, December 29, 2003
12:40 a.m.

So, I finish up my fear'n'loathing for the night with a rant against the encroaching braindead at the Abyss, I end up cutting the rant short on account of depressing myself, mope and grumble around the board a bit longer before perusing my dusty Yahoogroups. I open up the database for VampireCompanions, and there is a new entry, third from the top:

Your Alias	Your Secret Crush's Vampire Name	Why you'd like them as a mate	Why they might like you for a mate	A secret phrase they can post here in order to meet	m/f
Anvil	Renfield	Because she is similar to me in some ways, and I also find her mysterious., she is hot most likely....it matters not	No idea, she knows me not except for a name perhaps, I estimate I am too random for her tastes.	I prefer the direct approach as in ''hey you, tell me who you are now'' or somesuch	m

Wrecked a perfectly good mad-on, and made me giggle like a schoolgirl. Well, it beats getting leered at or groped in public.

Thursday, December 25, 2003
03:17 a.m.

CAN'T
FUCKING
SLEEP.

Saturday, December 20, 2003
07:10 p.m.

Ugh. I had no idea it was possible to get a hangover from processed flour & the associated carbs. I have soo learned my lesson about pizza. =__=

Next time I want to cheat... Chinese food. My poor tummy just can't digest bread as easily as it used to; the stuff just wads up in a doughy ball and threatens to evacuate. I feel so wretched. :P