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March 19, 2013 12:31AM

I can't sleep
  • I lived on Osgoode.
  • I was dating Bekki
  • I worked at Windermere


I can't sleep, I can't sleep, I can't sleep. I'm laying there... a giant ball of hyper active energy. I feel like my soul is vibrating and my mind is racing and I can't stop my racing thoughts, I can't sleep.


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March 19, 2012 12:56AM

Yard Work 2: The Workening
  • I was dating Bekki
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere


Today was very interesting, very uncharacteristically me. I swallowed my fear (no homo) and did something that would normally make me uncomfortable. What may seem terribly normal to others, I felt nervous and awkward about, but I did it anyway, and it made me feel good... yes, that's right, I worked in the backyard. Yes, for the first time in the two and a half years I've lived here, I stepped foot into the backyard. Ah, but I feel as though I'm getting ahead of myself, I suppose I should start at the beginning of the day.


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March 19, 2005 12:00AM

speaking of ground...
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I was with Emily
  • I worked at Stream


Horrah I say. I've got the weekend off and I can relax for a few hours! Today was horrid as usual, with the missing trainer. Dried lips, overheated room, lack of food or drink, uncomfortable chairs.. it all leads to highly aggrivated me.


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March 19, 2004 3:30AM

and we'll hang ourselves by the english fire...
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie


The Jordmiester! So I didn't get much of any sleep last night, an hour, a half hour.. I dunno, something very small like that. So after my Professional Development class (view class website) Ben and I sat in a computer lab for about two hours, waiting for our next class, but I got so tired and bored, that I just couldn't take it anymore and I came home.

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March 19, 2003 11:38AM

Too Much GOD DAMN FUCKING work..
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


Yesterday I closed at work, which means I didn't get to see Linzie, except for the hour before I had to leave. It really didn't take me long to get in charge of pizza hut :) I'm the boss on the days I close (Monday and Thursday's it looks like). It sucks that I don't get to see Linzie, but it was really nice to call her and for her to make me feel loved and missed. She wrote me a nice email and it made me feel important, so that's better than feeling like she didn't care I was gone. She might come and hang and/or help me out at work once and awhile.

I keep wanting to stop taking my pills because I hate the side effects and then Linzie comes over and I keep changing my mind because I just want to be awesome for her and the pills help me stay happy and not depressed, and depressing. I know most people would give me that "do it for yourself" bullshit, but the world doesn't work that way really. I do it partially for myself, and partially for Linzie, which in the end will help me right? Ah, fuck you. I think maybe the effects are getting better anyway.. so.. yeah, fuck you.

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