2-HeadedGiraffe: Somewhat familiar, but more to the point.

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I can't take it anymore. I say that all the time, but I somehow manage to make it through, and things find their way around to getting worse. It just all builds up higher and higher. There are some things I'd like to say, but I'll leave it up to you to figure out who they're to and what they mean.

1) I don't hate you, but I hate what you represent to me.

2) I hate having to lie to you, but it's how it has to be right now.

3) Go to hell.

4) Stop calling me. I never want to see you again.

5) I want to see you again. I really miss you.

6) You give me something no one else ever has, something I don't want to lose.

7) You really scare me sometimes. Leave me alone.

8) I'm sorry.

9) What the hell were you thinking?

Mood: :) :( >:( >:)
Music: More Gaelic Storm - Bonnie Ship The Diamond/Tamlinn
Browsing: Quotes from his Badassliness, Mike Tyson

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2-HeadedGiraffe: :)

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I'm posting this before I go to bed this morning after a night working at the international retail chain. One of the sites I normally read in the morning isn't updating because of the proximity of the holidays, so I have some extra time before bed.

I'm listening to MP3s Steve gave me...Gaelic Storm is oddly haunting. That's not the right word, really, but it's sort of happy and sad at the same time, something really hard to describe. I want to put it on a mini-disk and listen to it at work, but I don't think I have batteries for my player.

I've been playing Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life which Steve gave me for Christmas. Who'd have thought milking cows, watering crops, and eating weeds (I haven't grown too much worth eating) could be such fun?

I need more wall-scrolls.

Mood: Not bad.
Music: Johnny Jump Up/Morrison's Jig - Gaelic Storm
Browsing: You are here.

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2-HeadedGiraffe: Topic line that has nothing to do with the post.

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Why do people say they'll do something, then not do it? And why am I not mad, just sort of...disappointed, maybe? Maybe I started it, I don't know.

I've been listening to Christmas music lately, even though I don't like Christmas and don't believe the Christ existed. It's like the song says "He's just a man and any damage done will be alright." Or like the other song says "Where's your Messiah? Woot!"

Oh, btw, I'm officially going to hell now (for about the dozenth time).

Mood: :-)
Music: The theme from
Browsing: All the linkage you'll ever need.

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2-HeadedGiraffe: Go figure.

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Now this one really confuses me. What I couldn't accomplish in six days off last week, I do in the first fifteen minutes of waking up today. Go figure. I worked four days so now I have three more off. My shifts are ten hours, so I get a week's worth of hours in four nights. Nice, huh?

I finished playing Metroid Prime the other day, though I might go back and try to find more items and stuff to see a better ending. Excellent game, recommended to anyone who's enjoyed the rest of the series or is just looking for an unusual sort of gaming experience. It's just enough of a shooter for it not to be a platformer, and just enough of a platformer not to be completely puzzle-based.

I watched the Love Hina Christmas movie, Silent Eve again last night before work. I'm sure I'll watch it plenty more times before the season's over. Figures pretty much the only Christmas movie I'm planning to watch is an anime. Anyone who likes anime and hasn't seen Love Hina should ask Santa for the new boxset that's out. It includes the two movies, the whole series, and the OAV, which wasn't that good, but still! I'm jealous!

Mood: That's so wonderful! Ikiterunda! Yamerarenai, akirameru da nante.
Music: My Love Hina NOST (non-original soundtrack)
Browsing: Sakura Saka

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2-HeadedGiraffe: Portrait of the Artist as a Dead Man

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There are basically two types of people in this world: the normal, everyday basically-acceptable people; and those who are something less, something hiddeous and terrible. Those sort of people don't belong in society with the rest. Through their own personal failings, they have lost the rights of full humans.

They do not deserve respect.

They do not deserve love.

They do not deserve pity.

They do not deserve pleasure.

They do not deserve redemption.

They do not deserve second chances.

If they were only a little better, they might deserve death, but as it stands, it is too good for them.

Mood: Figure it out
Music: Papa Roach - Last Resort

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