| The least you could do is add me you fucking whore.
I think I deserve that much.
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| It's moments like these when I feel dumb for not reading the instruction manual.
Ah well, my CPU is running at 3 GHz hyperthreaded...so...that's like
two 1.5 GHz processors, instead of the one 1.5 or the two 750 MHz ones.
Hot sauce.
Very very weird to come back to Xanga, check out my subscriptions, and
look at all I've missed for the last however. I figure when I get home
I'm going to start reading it from the beginning, trying to live out
the past and find something, SOMETHING that'll give me the steam to
brush everything aside, force my ass to sit down, and WRITE. Write for
ages, write for billions of years, just finish something, dammit.
It's a deficiency that's been bothering me since the ending of the
poetry run. It's not that I haven't written stuff at all, no, people
have asked me to write poems about various subjects for them and I have
been successful in fulfilling their needs, but there's no way to
describe the absolute contempt I have for <a
href="http://www.poetry.com">this group of asstards</a> and
how much I really, REALLY don't want to write poetry now or ever again.
I've been wanting to get back onto the fiction bandwagon again, but you
know, it's not an easy task. All these ideas, but they seem to be
wanting to stay in my head rather than being squeezed out into
OpenOffice. That's why I'm going to try and dive into the past, to see
what was and why and if I can bring it back.
Ah, oh well.
If you've played Knights of the Old Republic 1 or 2, then I highly recommend this fanfic. There's multiple chapters and a sequel, so be on a lookout for those as well.
APPEND:
Dude, WTF, it's the anniversary of my first Xanga post. I didn't even KNOW! Shit.
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| So I guess I'm using this again. Dunno why, really, but here we go.
I'm very unsure of the path I'm willing to take in life anymore. We're playing Taiko Drum Master. Happy.
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| Happy Birthday to Me!
Even though I only have three friends left on this cesspool of humanity they call Xanga, two interesting people, a great DDR player, and a brilliant fanfic writer, I might as well post it anyways. Cheers.
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| Ah, the fail-safe cushion of people I've never ever seen before. Super!
Mason's 1UP!
Mason's Livejournal!
Alright, this shit is DEAD. Maybe I'll put up a new Xanga in the future, or just leave this archive to rot.
Fried Chicken and Rice
June 18th, 2003 - January 05th, 2005
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