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GRRRRRRRRRRRR

November 24th 2003

I am so sick and god damn tired of people thinking they can walk all over me. Alex, Jeff, I swear I’m going to kick both of their asses. It’s making me more determined than ever to get a job and to move the fuck oooooon.

I’m going to make a daily schedule and stick to it. To start, 2 hours worth of music writing/playing every day, and 1 hour worth of exercise. Call every job I think I can do in the paper before noon. Do 2 hours worth of housework everyday, half an hour worth of meditation, and 2 hours worth of web work. And whatever other time will be spent working on my MUD or hanging out with friends.

I need to get out of this rut -now-. Now now now. I can’t take it anymore. I refuse to depend on Alex anymore for any god damn thing, I want him gone, and if he thinks he can hold shit over my head anymore, he’s dead wrong.

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3 Responses to “GRRRRRRRRRRRR”
  1. Tiara Says:

    YOU GO GIRL!

    err…WOMAN!

    err…YOU! :D
    Good luck! We are all supporting you :D

  2. Rilana Says:

    I can totally identify with that sentiment. Fed up, all the way! Take care.

  3. Tamara Says:

    That’s tellin’ em.

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