2009.
welcome. nothing is the same. everything is the same. we're learning not to tear portions of our lips off with the sticky ends of our cigarettes. we're still bringing up our X's, bruising our knuckles on delusion and cracking our teeth on bones of contention.
i'm grumpy as fuck when it's my turn to do the dishes. it's usually my turn to do the dishes...
i believe that 2009 will be my year to wash the dishes every single time.
NO BITCHING.
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- A clue to the shape of my early childhood could go like: I fired a weapon for the first time at age 5 but I'm not saying that I'm a weapons expert... I've read more books than the average bear but I don't remember them all and bears don't read. I've always had a hard time shedding my hermit-shell but I mostly blame that on my good judgement. When I do go out I get the impression from others that I'm speaking strictly in Non-Seqiteurian...
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