you know... i fucking HATE moving. it is a pain in my fat ass. especially in san francisco. after sorting through my clothes, i decided to get my house phone up and running so that people can hear my voice again, and vice versa, seeing as i have been phoneless for 2 months. not my choice.
naturally, plugging in the phone started a tech war with the internet, so i am back to being phoneless again until i go get a filter.
fuck filters. fuck the internet. i have relocated to linney's room because my computer won't connect to the internet anymore. somehow plugging in the phone has cost me all forms of communication. see, i told you i have bad luck with phones.
i put up a bunch of my old art on my myspace. i don't know why. i'm clearly never going to utilize any of my actual talents for anything. plus it was only stuff that could fit int a scanner so that's basically just a bunch of shitty sketches.
i am going to stop writing in here for right now because i just realized that i sound like a complaining, negative, cow when i am actually not in a bad mood at all.
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i love you tons
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