Well, my mother wins this round.

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Last updated on January 26th, 2024 at 04:10 pm

Yup. So my mom finally got me to go out and cut my hair. *sigh* It’s such a foreign feeling. I started shivering like mad when I walked out of the barbershop this afternoon, even with my toque on. Oh well, I’ll learn to deal with this bullshit.

I think I’ve entered another one of those periods where I’m permanently pissed off. I mean, I can’t eat right, can’t sleep right, and am getting real damn cranky in general. I think the powers that be are just smiting me by trapping me in a life where I’m not supposed to kill people. They could’ve made me an L.A. cop or an assassin or something, but nooooo…

So here’s another night where I’ll stay up doing nothing. You know what I’m going to do? Find a good website provider. Maybe design a few more sketches… that will be tossed away, and then I’ll start from scratch again. Sweet!

I’m cold. Canada’s having some damn cold temperatures right about now. Quite annoying. It’s hard to get anywhere since I’m too poor to own a stupid car

My thoughts aren’t even coherent anymore. I’m out for now. Peace,

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