yaaaaay broke!

finally got new speakers. just a cheap pair of GEs, but they sound so much better than my old ones it sucks.

Ginger Altoids rock my mouth. they kinda remind me of pickled ginger, only not pickled. and way sweet. so not much, except for being way ginger‑y. which is good. ^__^

I need to win the lottery so I can buy, like, a pallet of Jones.

I like these Honey Maid Chocolate Grahams Sticks.

Neutrogena Healthy Defense Oil‑Free Sunblock works pretty well. can’t really feel it, and it keeps my arms from hurting like hell in the sun. too bad I didn’t think of it before.

only one real problem with these speakers: I can’t pile shit on top of them. what the hell happened to speakers with flat tops, dammit?

oh, and I finally picked up a copy of Blast Corps. $4.99 plus tax. me am happy. ^___^

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looking back, I seem to spend a disproportionate amount of time apologizing. often for a mistake on the part of the person I apologized to.

I’m wondering if I should stop doing that.

I just had my right hand splayed, fingers pointed up, on the left side of my chest. I could feel my pulse strongly about an inch below my collarbone. I’ve never felt it there before. that hollow just to the side of the shoulder bone? it’s very strong there.

I am so tired. I just want to go to sleep and stay that way. I don’t want to die, I just want to stop living.