These are just things I write, okay? Sometimes they're profound insights or funny stories and I'm really proud of them. Other times it's mindless rhetoric that I've since completely changed my mind about and am ashamed of. But most of the time it's just words.

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08/22/00

My kingdom for a functioning ftp server! Wait, I don't have a kingdom. Um, this used kleenex for a functioning ftp server!
(Fortunately one of the monkeys figured out how to edit the site through terrashare's webpage. It's slow and a pain, but it's better than nothing. So here we are.)

Do you ever look back on a day or even week and think "What have I accomplished?"
I can't honestly recommend it, because the odds are that you didn't get anything lasting or meaningful done, except if you consider dragging your empty, petty life one day closer to a natural end instead of gnawing through your wrists an accomplishment.

Have you ever lain in a dark room at four in the morning thinking to yourself that America's not really that big of a country and you could probably drive halfway across it without too much trouble even though you're not entirely sure how to get where you want to go, trying to convince yourself that wandering around a big city you've never been to before trying to find someone whose address you don't have would be a fun and exciting experience, and hoping that if you did manage to find her she'd interpret your journey and sudden appearance as a beautiful symbol of your love and devotion instead of a creepy sighn that you're dangerously obsessed which causes her to distance herself from you emotionally and eventually pollutes even the memory of the good times you spent together, all before admitting you don't have the will to do it anyway, crying a lot, and trying to distract yourself from the whole painful situation with video games and lousy late-night TV?
Me neither.

Have you ever written things on a webpage because you needed to get the emotions out and then realized that they would almost certainly make certain people ask certain questions when you weren't really ready to talk about said things with some people?
Crap.