Jun. 10th, 2003

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Fack. My sinuses is drivin' me crazy. I feel like my head is going to explode. Actually I wish it would just go ahead--maybe it would give me some relief. They started on me yesterday morning, and I stayed home to sleep--but I wish I'd come in yesterday and stayed home today. I feel much shittier today.

I hate having allergies. It makes me feel like such a wuss. I never thought I had them when I was growing up, but after reaching age 20 or so, I sure got them. I know I got them as punishment for making fun of Fool and his hacking/snorking noises back in the day. Stupid karma.

*hack* *snork*
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Lately my brain has been cutting out on me from time to time again--like I'll type "your" for "you're" or vice versa. "So how was you're vacation? Oh, you went to Vermont? I've never been their. Glad to see that your back." I need to get me some o' them super brain pills.
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What the hell does this mean?!?

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Right about now I sure could use about two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half-full of cocaine and a whole galaxy of multicolored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers.....also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls.

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