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I had a dream the apocalypse happened and people were upset so I made them watch Pushing Daisies to cheer up.

I don't remember if it worked because there was a hurricane and we all ran outside to stay in the pool because apparently we were safest there.

I'm about to punch the world in its taint

"Shark Week" is coming up in a day or two so my mood is very easily swayed to "I will fucking murder your face". I wouldn't say to disregard me entirely, but it's probably fair to disregard any murderous tendencies for the next few days. I'm extremely moody, tired, and tired of bullshit.

Seriously I was teetering on the edge of pissed off and I got a spammer on AIM. I hope it was a machine because if not I may have just made some asshole cry somewhere. I wasn't kind.

I wish it was tomorrow. My mood might be improved by knowing I'd be hanging with cool people and drinking away my mood in a few short hours.

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So much goddamn anger. I'm tired, I'm annoyed, I hate myself. So just... not in the mood for shit. Then I find out that throughout this day I am also the fuck up. And a pig. So, whatever. Fuck this. I hate that it's not even 7pm, else I'd call it an early night and take some sleeping pills.