2002-12-29
location: massachusetts sound: whirr of large p.c. machine thing mood: self-deprication with a tinge of panic dear good god i am the worst diaryland writer of them all. many apologies to those who frequent the page, and to those who have given up hope that i would ever write again. maybe i need to change the look a bit, do something else with my page. motivation, of sorts. i can now be more dilligent with the photos, since i got a digital camera for christmas. nothing that i put on my list, with the exception of a leather punch, was delivered. the camera makes up for a lot, although i did lose some faith in the whole make a list thing. i spend a lot of time thinking of exactly what i want, i am very specific, and voila, a lot of other stuff appears instead. i guess that is why i have a job, so i can go and get the damn things myself. hussah. i will post photos of snow, and lights, and cats, etc as soon as i return to the wild wild west. i miss it to death. soon, soon my pretties, my precious... !!!
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