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Cannot stop interneting..

realized lately that all of the excapist tools i used to rely on [the internet being one of the major ones, along with coffee, video games, ebay, some other stuff too] have either worn off or proved useless/damaging. Argh i really kind of just wish i could be addicted to something.

i guess maybe that means iapos;m just hooked on change.. Or adventure.. Or maybe i just need some new video games.


ooh, or comics.

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As some of you know, I was going to work this morning when I was rear-ended by a driver going about 50 mph. Traffic had stopped for a school bus and I was stopped in the line. Well, it was raining, the road was slick, and the lass just hydroplaned smack into me. The impact knocked my car into the rear of the truck in front of me. I was taken from the accident by ambulance as I had some back pain.

I spent most of the morning in the ER. Iapos;m okay, but sore as hell, and likely to be much worse tomorrow. On the positive side, I do have vicadin and motrin to take for the pain.

I am concerned about the car, however. She has almost 199, 000 miles on her already. The car can be repaired and drivable, but I have a suspicion that the insurance company will declare it a total loss. The fact is the Samantha and I canapos;t afford 2 car payments right now. Something will work out. It always does. However, the thought does stress me a bit.

The plus side? Driving a rental car with XM radio on it. I listened to the Bluesville station all the way home from the agency.

I have the most wonderful wife. She has been taking care of me and being so very supportive, even though I feel like rubbish for having the accident and making things tougher for us. I an say enough about how good she has been to me today.

Now Iapos;m off to take some pain meds and relax.

Peace.

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Last Saturday evening I was photographed by a paparazzo who was really taking photos of Katie Holmes. A few things that occurred to me: holy crap if one paparazzo can produce that many blinding flashes in that short a period of time I canapos;t imagine having to deal with a throng of them. Seriously now. It was really blinding and shocking to the system. Also, Katie Holmes is tall and SKINNY My freshman roommate met Katie during our freshman year and said so but having now seen it up close and personal all I can say is damn. The woman may look fab in photographs but she needs to eat now and again.
In addition to the things I noticed I said something not very nice during the whole incident. I was walking with my friend A when all the blinding flashes started and she turned and said "itapos;s Katie Holmes". I looked and replied with something along the lines of "who cares about crazy, brainwashed celebrities?". And since there are reports that there were anti-Scientologist protesters chanting "Save Katie, Keep Tom" at the opening of Katie Holmesapos;s Broadway play I guess the answer is a bunch of people.

All in all I say: Iapos;m not a fan of the paparazzi. I wouldnapos;t want to be famous. Katie Holmes needs to eat. And apparently some people invest too much time in the celebrity world.

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The Good:

Japanese midterms are over.

I got a high B on my Physics exam. PHYSICS. I DESPISE PHYSICS. Iapos;M PRETTY AWFUL AT IT, TOO.

Chels and I have been spending a lot of time together, and itapos;s AWESOME. I would be so bored if we didnapos;t.

Just had walk/talk with actual human male. Sure, heapos;s a friend from way back, but we had an amazing convo. Heapos;s hilarious.

The Bad:

Possibly did not so well on Japanese mditerm. Iapos;m sensing somewhere around a C.

MATH MIDTERM TOMORROW. NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME TO COME OUT OF HIDING, CAMPUS SLASHER.

B FUCKING MINUS ON ART OF COMICS QUIZ. DAMN ME AND MY LAZINESS.

I AM SO DAMN LAZY. OBSESSIVELY GETTING GOOD GRADES IS A THING OF THE PAST. BEING A LAZY FUCKER IS MY NEW THING. AND I DONapos;T EVEN HAVE PARTYING AS AN EXCUSE.
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I am on break for the rest of this week from college. Iapos;m kinda glad, and kinda not. I get to be with my family, but I am also away from my friends, which is the part that sucks.

Last night, me and few friends had a party. Played a couple of games of beer pong. Not too much. Talor was there, which made it hard for me. Itapos;s weird, because we are still friends. I was drunk, and I asked her if she wanted to talk about our relationship when we were both sober, and she said yeah. So sometime next week, Iapos;ll probably have that conversation, and let you guys and girls know how it goes. I have to get her back. I miss her so much. :(

P.S. I need pictures for icons.

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"Let me know youapos;re up there.� Come on.� Love me, hate me, kill me, anything.� Just let me know it."�--Cool Hand Luke

Brooke gazed out into the bright light of the city, each light shielding a star and competing with one another for some unknown attention.� Her work lay scattered, barely touched, on the floor under the table.� She felt as restless as the city, unable to focus and yet pulsating with energy.� Every few minutes she would sit on the patented leather armchair, take a sip of wine and stare resentfully at the designs at her feet.� Every time she looked, the unfinished gowns would stare at her, each scribbled mark taunting her.

It had been weeks since sheapos;d been able to produce decent designs for the new line of formal dressware.� Anything she�completed did not need to be tossed aside by Victoria, for Brooke herself saw the attempts at lackluster.� She was climbing the ladder of high fashion designing, and yet her heel was caught on that one rung.

Her inspiration had taken a vacation--crawled out of bed while she was still dreaming, and tip-toed out the door without a sound to meet some other mistress.�

Her head was pounding.� She had taken a break from work, given the reigns to an ungrateful Victoria for a few weeks, and taken some time to get her head and heart together with the solemn promise of designing a new high-fashion couture line to be released some time before spring.� She had gone back to Tree Hill, hoping for some small-town inspiration only to encounter the grim, lonely sensation of detachment.� It hadnapos;t helped, and when she returned to New York last night, she felt even more lost.

She stared pleadingly at the city below her, yearning to pick out some singular voice or movement.� She just wanted some sign.� She needed something.� She never got the anvils.� Peyton (or Lucas) always had to explain them to her.� Should she have just stayed in Tree Hill?� Did she come back just to get swallowed up, caught in the crossfire of the deadly battle of lights?

Her phone rang, momentarily snapping her out of her reverie. �Instead of glancing at the caller, she silently picked up the black device and tossed it across the room, forgetting its existence within moments.

She never did get the anvils.

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