Crushing Krisis

Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand

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Moments like that one are the reasons i talk to god whenever i’m walking alone at night and the sky is clear. I’m not entirely sure who’s really listening at any given moment, but as i said at the end of my littany tonight: “Thanks for clear skies and scaring away the muggers. Though, i might be doing that last bit all on my own.”

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If i post once more about all this relationship crap, someone ought to remind me to rename the blog “My life is like an open wound” or something apropos like that. While i’m sure watching me pick the scab off of my slowly healing heart once or thrice a day is very thrilling, it’s starting to make me feel like the lowest common denominator on the Blog foodchain (and eventually i think it might wind up leaving a scar). Of course, a lot of LCD things wind up being really popular. Wouldn’t it be funny if i wound up all popular and loved because of my romantic problems, when up until two months ago this whole log was about how my only romantic problem was a lack of a problem? Yeah… that’d be damn amusing.

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If you were to ask me why i just woke up at 9:30am on a Sunday, i couldn’t possibly tell you. I think it’s possible that my body has about as much sleep as it can absorb for the weekend, and i also kept waking up with my heart racing after having multiple nightmares about my Literature final. So, here i am. Yeah. Trio is being uploaded as we speak, and Matt (who is also awake, miraculously) brought Bishop from Shafted over to whine about being computer science majors. Hah! My liberal arts ass scoffs in their general direction!

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