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[botias]

I hate my damn journal right now. It's so damn pretentious. I'd burn it (except I can't) and even if I could I wouldn't, because I deserve to live with it for writing it in the first place.

*deep breaths*

OK, it's not that bad, and it's largely sincere and only a little pretentious there around the edges so relax already. *smack* Go to bed, it's warm there.

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[elynne.livejournal.com]

Pretentious, shmententious. I have something coherent to write about that, I just know I do, but I can't figure out what it is because I'm still sleepy, but can't sleep. Insomnia socks. Or, actually, suchs. Sucks? There we go.

I think I couldn't sleep because my bed was a little too warm - damn enthusiastic electric blanket. Gnar.