...so apparently i have adult onset allergies. i've been sneezing like crazy the past few weeks and i've got permanently itchy eyes and a raw throat to boot.

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When I first moved to the location I'm in now, I was sick for about 3 months with alergy symptons like that. I never took any meds for it and eventually I just got over it. Never had problems again after that, but what a miserable 3 months!

I'm pretty pissed about not having any Adderall.

Also, I wanted to rig up my synth via MIDI cable to my computer so I could program a sequence in a MIDI editor and not have to actually play the synth... turns out I'm too fucking lazy.

i'm a little annoyed at my internet company. my damn connection is dropping every 10 mins or so and reconnecting... really interfering with my "shows"

I just left 5 ps2 games at Zellers, apparently I have some pretty bad short term memory loss, it really sucks, on the way downstairs (in my house) I will 60% of the time forget what I am going down for unless I repeat it in my head.

Keep having nightmares about Hell.
Bearable, it could be worse.

Yeah until the age of 13 I was pretty much traumatized from watching Chucky and couldn't get to sleep until like 1 or 1:30 because it was pretty well burned onto the back of my eyeballs, and the one time I had a nightmare about it pretty well scared me so bad I never wanted to sleep. It was so bad that I would like shiver whenever I would play Warcraft 3 because one of the character would say childs play when you clicked on him, it also made me paranoid watching commercials, going to movies, and renting movies at blockbuster and would make me pretty avoid all 3. It was pretty much the most awful thing ever, like even showering I wouldn't want to close my eyes, it was really crazy.

^^^Oh my god, I totally understand. Paranoia is a bitch. But its not quite like that. Basically my crippling fear of religeon and religeous comittment haunting me in my sleep....

My mom found my weed. I'm out of a whole summer and $40 bucks. The worst part of it all, I know my parents are going to smoke it for themselves.

Aah the joys of modern parenting... your son buys the weed and you smoke it for him.