5/9/00

So my spider has committed suicide. Died a lonely bitter little spider no thing to fill his lonely mailbox spider days. (hint hint: no one has emailed me since midnight and I feel lonely and unappreciated.)

Sigh. I'm tired, lonely, and bitter (Being in love is the best fucking thing in the world. someone said.) Argh. Bhat. Bitter me, naaah! Just all over pissy. I 'm feeling ansy...I want my own apartment. I want my own things...I don't want siblings bugging me when I am takng an after work nap and feeding me a guilt trip when I am too tired to give them rides. Then the 'rents: you're sleeping?? YES I am I am tired!! Argh. What days is it Tuesday?? Feels like Monday.

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