I am back in the den. On pandora.com I heard Lucky Charms by the Moldy Peaches. It is 8:14 AM.
It is dim in this room, and the sunlight is a god. Words can kill you and bring you back to life. I might have schizophrenia, because that's what the medication he gave me is for.
The unicorns are a nice band, and it is the name of my new hair cut.
Time passage has an interesting effect on me. Really no effect. The clock has a small effect. I want to talk with Einstein, but there are a million people still alive that would have a stimulating conversation with me.
I paced last night, and I eventually went to sleep. I did none of my Bio paper, I listened to Pandora and looked at Nikki and Naked girls.
I want to start a band called Tiger Woman. We will have a theme and mascot and style.
I have no idea what I want to do every second. It is hard to live in ones own body all the time. I feel sorry fo people who can't sleep. I have been losing sleep.
Kimya is amazing. Si is Bob Dylan.
I will see her in 5 and half to 6 hours. I hope you are reading this, and I hope it makes you feel a little better.
Going to a show to see Crystal Castles tonight. I hope that goes well. The sunlight on the brush is amazingly beautiful, the morning light, at 8:26. I wish I was bleeding. I don't cut myself and never have. I don't know what I am about to do. I am predictable and average though.
Oh yeah, I just said that out loud, I need to write some poems about Easter and foreign countries.
I am excited but I cannot do anything, but I am alive so I guess I am doing all right.
I will see her and that is all that matters right now i guess :+ P::[] :} bye {; uhdu jh hi
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