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I suppose I've graduated from livejournal. It was horrifically vague, very self obsessed.
I can't imagine much will change here.

My computer is tapped though, I'm rather sure, and no, this is not my famous paranoia. My privacy devouring step-father will be on here anyday now, driven, I'm sure, by the perverted sociopathic tedium he refuses to dignify himself from. I think I will venture to say he walks around like that which he lacks. . . Not clever, no, and it's okay. . .

Clever does not come while he lies with the grace associated with elder roadkill on the living room carpet, enjoying American Idol.

Can someone please sit nature in a corner that doesn't involve New England?

Question: If people are arrested for doing drugs, why aren't they arrested for making themselves throw up? Is it not a self indulgent, addictive habit, damaging to the body, and a complete choice?