February 18, 2002 :: 11:13 p.m.
doo doo doo doo doo
Err. My stomach is killing me. All I've eaten today is junk food, and oh, and I feeling it. It's not as bad now as I was earlier, though. A few hours ago I wanted to
die. It was almost worse than cramps. I think perhaps the rabid mole that occupies my uterus during my period has come for a visit. You know, just to be friendly. Or something sick like that.
I need to renew my gold membership. I'm itching to put up a new layout (yes, again), and I can't until then. Hopefully I'll have it back soon, because I may go stir crazy. I really like the new one... it's got Bjork on it and it's all orangey and fun. Must change, must change. I think this is a sickness.
Hi. My name is Amanda, and I have a problem.
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