seriously, this is not a riveting post at all

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so, my job is good. i know the difference now between a fajita and a burrito. got my first paycheck last week, and saw that it was good. (bible...reference?)2

today, i cut open my finger with a mechanical pencil. that sentence sounds emo, but it isn't. it really happened. i was drawing with pastels on my bed, and you know how pastels are -- messy as shit. so i had this colorful dust all over my blankets, and started wiping it off, when a pen caught on my thumb unawares. sliced it open. like seriously, it's a fucking pencil. what the hell.3

so i washed the bitch off, and that hurt like fuck, and then put some peroxide on it. moved the pencil off my bed. drew with some pastels some more. put some of them up on grendeltail.deviantart.com.4

i am really irritated with a lot of things. it's irritating how irritable i am. i can find something annoying about anything these days. take allpoetry.com, for instance. i find it annoying that some people suck so bad at writing. i mean, it's not their fault. but i still get all mad. it's really stupid of me. i'm seriously acting like a bastard. and like facebook, too... i go on and i'm grumbling like, "fuck you for updating your status, fuck you for taking this fucking ridiculous quiz... *grumble*.... jesus..." and then i get annoyed with myself because *i* just updated my goddamn status, so i'm a like hypocrite.5

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i have like this fricken horrible philosophy these days. everyone is a liar and everyone is stupid. everyone is fucked up. i dunno. maybe that's okay, maybe. or maybe i'm just a bastard.7


BLLLAHHHHHHHH i need...8

something...9