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These are my tombs painted black and blue

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so... [Jul. 28th, 2007|07:27 am]
These are my tombs painted black and blue
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[Current Location |Jeff's upstairs attic. Heaven in Victorian square footage]
[mood |confusedconfused]
[music |Dead Poet's Society is on the TV if that counts]

I've been here for a week and have nothing to say. I didn't want that, but it's not like life is very debateable. So it goes.

I've given up my (admittadly very limited) artistic inclinactions. My hands suck, and I can't write without plagiarizing. I wish this disappointed me more, but it's something I've gotten used to at this point.

I'm in love with a computer. Jeff's iBook G4, specifically. I don't want another one; I want THIS one. It's gorgeous, which is my new calendar word of the day. This is how much I suck. That aside, I love it. Hardware wise it is what I'd want, and it's simple, pretty and reliable. What can I say? I'll always have a soft spot in my heart for RISC hardware.

I thought there would be more meaning to the day to day by this point. I really should stop being so hopelessly idealistic. It's very possible to be idealistic without being optimistic. I've never been the latter, 'cept the small bursts here and there.

I've started every bit of this whole update thus far with a capital "I". I'm just this vain at times. To break the cycle: Fuck you.

K. Thx. Bi.