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Perhaps I shouldn't post now. Why? No reason. It's late. Nonsensical nonsense. Meant for something else really. Lost my train of thought. I was rolling. Music. That's a nice feature of live journal, I get to say what I'm listening to right now. Perhaps there is some integrating feature. Getting my groove back.

I tell you Alex's keyboard really sucks, I need to get on my laptop. I'd like to go somewhere over summer. That would be nice. There's so many places to see in the World. Even deciding would be tough. Even roadtrips can you get to an entirely new place. Canada is neat, perhaps cliche. Viva Pinata is a bizarre game. Who the fuck thinks about Pinatas like that? Racist cunt mother fuckers. Blah blah blah blah blah. I'm really getting to think fuck Blogger man, fuck Blogger. Even though Google's running it it would seem, and I tend to dig Google, it's just not working for me. Too restrictive. The definitions of blog and what I want are in contest. On that note, why isn't Children of Men playing in theaters yet? It was supposed to be Christmas day, wtf. Merry Christmax