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Thursday, November 11, 2004

I'm depressed. Like not a lot but a bit, I'll live. FUCK, I just had a very bothersome phone call. I ended up hanging up my line. I'm involved in this thing that i can't really get into here, which kind of sucks but don't worry, at some point in the near future i will. I am so bothered, having friends really sucks. It fucking sucks so bad. i wish that everyone would just leave me alone and piss up a rope or something. I sometimes wonder why i bother at all. Ok, whatever, Rohana has some kind of problems in her marriage. Her husband doesn't like us hanging out. That's totally a HP not a YP, if you dig me. So anyway he feels that way, and that sucks but I suppose that's just the way that it has to be, i wish that i could tell him that that's just gonna bite him in the ass someday. I think that the marriage would be doomed except for that he has, i don't know what he has but it's something and she doesn't want to upset the balance for fear of, well for of lots of things, she's complicated.
It doesn't really matter anyway cause it's the sort of shit that's out of my hands. She said that maybe if we become buddy buddy and drink up some beers and slap each other on the back and whatever then he'd prolly chill out but dig it, I don't want to do that just on general principal. I don't want to concede anything i guess. That's just how i do shit. It's not a good way but it's my way. I'm stupid and prolly shouldn't have gotten involved so deeply so quickly...



Que sopresa.  


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