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mary todd lincoln in the house

My not-so-secret ambition is to conquer the world and enslave all humans. That, or open a bookshop and find a way to legally marry a fictional character.

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mary todd lincoln in the house
Feel like death, thank you, mr. cold. My best friends at the moment are walgreen's brand day and nyquil, vicks tissues, and an obscene amount of orange juice.

I downloaded a virus about a month ago and my sad little laptop had to be wiped. I failed to back anything up. I suck.

Renewed the lease at the apartment for six more months (thank you full time hours and raise) and will hopefully relocate to a house in January. Which will probably be good. I think the upstairs neighbors attempted to murder each other last night.

I find I have a bizarre addiction to Animal Planet and the travel channel. Mostly It's Me or the Dog and Man v. Food.

Plans to visit a psychic spiritual church seminar thing in the near future, not to mention whatever other adventures I can attempt. Hot air ballooning, white river rafting, and yeh. The brain is now broken. Also not looking forward to Fall semester. I need to stop procrastinating if I ever want to get my degree, but I really do hate school.

P.S. And if you read this, I didn't realize that our relationship was so unhealthy, nor did I consider myself emotionally abusive. Of course, being the person pegged as the abuser, I suppose I wouldn't, would I? I am sorry you felt that way. I am sorry that any insecurities and fears came across in such a negative manner. I guess I'm just sorry, not that it really matters any more.

Time for nyquil induced sleep before I awaken for eight more hours of data entry type work to make me go all cross eyed.
  • just so you know, i'm removing you from my friends list. it's not personal, i promise. if by some stretch of the imagination you ever need anything from me, don't hesitate to reach me.
    • I understand why, I'm not sure why you chose this journal entry to inform me, but I understand the reasons behind it. I'm sorry you feel you need to cut off contact with me, but whatever makes you feel better.

      I'll miss you, Mendel. You made me smile at my most lowest points in this past year and I will always be grateful.
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