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what would you ask my ghost? | 16 August 2006 | 3:50 pm


been dealing with a little fish catastrophe as of late - not so horrible monetarily as the fish were practically free, but heart wrench/tearing none the less. we have lost 6 baby mollies and our super tank starter goldfish. some of these deaths were my fault, and that frustrates me and makes me terribly sad. what a waste of life. really i do not even like killing spiders or ants, let alone fish. animals/creatures are so innocent. i can think of a few humans who deserve death, yes, but rarely animals. the other tanks, however, are doing great - i love to sit and zone out in front of them, getting lost in all that water, swimming through the plants, digging deep into the sand - oh yes�

my coworkers did not realize that when cats are de-clawed their little paw fingers are amputated at the first knuckle. who are these people?

i like having short short hair, but damn it if it does not grow in super fast. what a pain. i need to learn how to cut the back with my snip scissors without taking chunks out of my fingers�

tt�s beard is at times out of control and it is like living with a lumberjack ruffian instead of pirate hooligan - i have a crush on both, but don�t tell them!

it is so easy to do the wrong thing, as it is usually a shortcut to your intended goal - on the other hand it is so incredibly hard to try to do the right thing all of the time. why oh why do i feel this need to make things hard for myself? i just want to be a badgrrl without a conscious - it looks like a lot more fun.

car alarms may protect a car, sure, but they also make you want to take a baseball bat to the fucker whilst you plot in your bed. i believe i heard someone doing just that to said car last night - *whack*whack*long string of Chinese that sounded a lot like swearing*whack*whack*

i want to eat burritos almost every day.
i want to not have nightly nightmares, especially those containing my mother or deaths of people/pets i know.
i want to finish decorating our house so we are ready for a ho-swarming party and guests.
i want some guests - any takers?
i want to be able to stop thinking when sad and not have the emptiness filled with little voices of inner hate and worthlessness.
i want to like my job again, not just the people i work with - we�re going to see SnakesOnAPlane on friday after work, in-between drinking - woot!
i want to sleep through the night and not wake up halfway through with my mind buzzing until dawn.
i want something cheese-filled for dinner.
i want to be a size 12 (not compatible with previous statement.)

what do you want?

download some Metric and let them rock your world�

�tonight my ghost will ask your ghost, where is the love?
tonight my ghost will ask your ghost, who put these bodies between us?...


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