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Dec. 23rd, 2001 04:41 pmi feel antsy and unsettled. my feet are wet because i spilled a full cup of hot tea on the ground and they got soaked. i can't be bothered to change them. i don't want to read helen's new story because i don't want to cry. i don't want to write. i don't want to read. i want to sleep. i don't get to sleep. i want my mother. i want the dog to move about a foot further from me so i can actually get some space on my bed. i want to talk to megan again. i left work way too early because i can't bring myself to care today. i hurt and i think i'm getting sick.
i think i'm done whining now.
i think i'm done whining now.

