Logical Nonsense

Scratchin' where it's Itchin'.

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Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Tired.
Tiz the good kind of tired. Means i've been out instead of flattening my ass on the chair.
Cold. I'm only wearing boxers. No more. No less.
I'll sleep tonight. Promise. I'm fucking tired now. No, "tired" is not a girl's name.

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drafts after drafts of incomplete posts. postings that's supposed to reaLLLLy matter. what's it worth now? not much. just reminders. reminders of what?
...
i never did finish whatever it is I started.
i have voices in my head. (good, bad & ugly)
i never did trust my instincts, it's almost always right.
i am what i dislike.

let's leave it to next entry.
ah. fuck.. not finishing what i start. again.

list of my personal self-observation.
let's see if i'm spot-on.

au revoir.

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