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i freaking quit. i just want to get this web crap set up, calendar and stuff, but it's too late any time i start and i'm freaking tired and everything takes to long and i can never fucking get the calendar to work right because everything i try to do is some cheap hack rather than actually learning wtf is going on and doing it correctly. ugh.

in other news, i'm miserably sick or something. loaded up on antihistimines yesterday to stop the runny nose, which didn't really work until i had my 3rd tavist in 8 hours(not on box: do not exceed 2 in a 24 hour period) and some alka seltzer and lots of booze and played and won some poker.

today, i don't need antihistimines, i need a freaking decongestant, and my upper lip is raw as hell from the nose blowing and the blistering cold.

i ju st want to die and it's so late and i should be in bed but i wasted an hour accomplishing crap and now have other stuff to do and blah blayh ablshdalsdhalwkhrelakghawlefkahdslfkasdlfkjaslekawlager.

kattie and i watched confessions of a dangerous mind today. it was decent, not quite as interesting or engaging or well made as i thought it'd be... it was just a movie. got me interested in chuck barris though and wtf he was on. is this a great manipulator at work, a complete delusional, or is the dude actually telling the truth. i think it's a little of column a and a little of column b.

AH MY LIPS ARE DEAD. i've been smoethering them with vaseline and my throat hurts and if i don't feel tip top tomorrow i'm goign to go ballistic on someone.

my stomach feels weird too and i can't breathe out of my nose because it's stuffed and the end result is that all the flow of air to and from my mouth is just making my lips worse and blah blah blah kill me know.