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Today was really tiring.

I got out of bed really early because I had terrible stomach cramps.

I feel sad, because Sarah and Britney are complete bitches. They told everyone I have an STD, just because I slept with both of their boyfriends on Saturday night.

I'm so hardcore. Me and Buzz went to the mall today, and I stole a whole heap of stuff. I got a Good Charlotte CD, a couple of DVDs and some new boots. Buzz got caught, but he fought his way out, and then we stole some lady's car and smashed it into a phone booth.

Last night I had to finish my term paper on the history of pre-communist Russian society. I focussed on the needs of women. I think it's ok, but if I don't pass this I'll lose my scholarship.

I want to tell the world that my girlfriend Amy is the bomb! She made pizza last night, and even though I burnt my lips on the cheese, it was awesome!!!

I am sharpening my knives before I go to work today, because I'm going to cut out Robert's heart and feed it to him for losing my mail.

Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's ten thousand photographs of my cat.

I want to say thanks to simon and Abbey and Dave and the other Simon for helping me on Saturday. You guys are the best. By the way, if you happen to find my wallet, keys or underwear, could you SMS me? Adrian has my number.

I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, which makes me different enough to be interesting, but the same as all the other cool people with bipolar disorder.

You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you which lottery numbers you're sexually compatible with.

I am making this journal friends only because I don't want the world to read what I'm writing, even though I'm posting it on the internet.

That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this poem I wrote. It's about my friend Robert, who has bipolar disorder. Just like me. And Heidi.

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Yesterday, I emailed my mother a very short, snippy, "Fine, you want barebones? You got 'em" recap. She loved it. I give up.

( Today: Mind-melding and the Kung-Pao Chicken of Sorrow )

Whee!

I forget who had a link to launch.yahoo.com, but it is marvelous, and I have set up my own radio station. (Not only that, but my taste in music is SO BAD that I'm not evening telling you my username.) Here's how smart Launch is: I'm just playing around with it right now to get some songs rated and get my preferences settled in, and already the thing is feeding me--unasked--Blondie, David Bowie, multiple Lord of the Rings tracks, and--OMG PET SHOP BOYS I LOVE THIS SONG EEEEEEEE!

Dude, this thing is starting to freak me out.

So basically, I'm sitting here giggling every time a new song comes on, and dancing in my chair every time I think of someone new to add ("OMG MOULIN ROUGE!!"). This almost makes up for Kazaa becoming useless.

(Okay, "Rush Rush" just came on and I actually blurted out, "Hee hee!" I told you I have hideous taste.)

ETA: Okay, I've settled in a bit. It's still pretty awful, and the artists/genres on the front page don't reflect the entire selection, but I'm dailydigest.