24 January 2010
//mood = indifferent
//weapon of choice = my own hands
Holy shitballs. It took me like 25 minutes to type this, mainly because of my sobriety level. I am not full of my normal ridiculuousness because i am intoxicated. Yay. Going to try to sleep now because I should. Metaphysical things can wait until the morrow.
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