August 09, 2002 :: 11:14 a.m.
give me a few minutes and I can destroy anything
Eh. On a scale of one to ten, I'm rating a two. I feel like crap, and I somehow managed to break my damn computer already. It just won't turn on. I don't know why. Everything's plugged in, but it won't work. Argh.
Two people have told me that my jeans are worth money this morning. My dad and my mom's friend Pat. Pat doesn't surprise me, but for my dad to comment on them was unusual. I didn't even think he'd like them. Hmm. I should probably upload some pictures of these pants so that I'm not just going on about them and confusing everyone. But I'm wearing them right now, and I don't feel like taking them off just to take a few pictures. So later.
Dammit. I suck. Everything I touch breaks.
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