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s e i z e m e . . .    and try to hold on

skimming the basics:

a thousand words

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SIGH

Stamped: 10:56 PM

this is where i bitch and moan

[vacation mode: so easy to turn on, so hard to turn off]

i don't know, i'm not feeling it. i can't get back into work mode. i don't want to be there, and i don't want to do anything. why is it so hard for me to be motivated now? i wish i was more disciplined. and i hate 11 hr work days. and my finger hurts.

anyway, some pickmeuppers today. my new associate went to get my mail from the office last night and i had a box of chocolates from my buddy Sachi. She wrote a sweet email thanking me for getting her involved with 'extracurricilars' and for being a great buddy =) I also had another gift, from the receptionist that I always talk to. She wrote me a sweet card--sometimes i feel that honest words are more valuable than the gift themselves. It's kind of funny how we talk a lot--I always drop by when I'm in the office to see how she's doing and for some reason she reminds me a little of my mom--except she's a lot peppier. Things like that make me smile. And I don't know why i'm capitalizing letters so i'm going to stop now.

so my daddy helped me unbandage my finger and cleaned it and wrapped it up again. so i guess i got 3 stitches. my finger hurts as i type.

oh, did i mention i was single? ;p


call me =) haha.

+ 2009. good year or bad year???



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always, on repeat

"get down on your knees whisper what i need something pretty i feel that when i'm old i'll look at you and know the world is beautiful then you tell me you say that love goes anywhere in your darkest time it's just enough to know it's there when you go i'll let you be but you're killing everything in me"