
congratulations. you are the “you smell like
butt” bunny. your brutally honest and
always say whats on your mind.
which happy bunny are you?
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Yoinked from a bunch of people. They all smell.

congratulations. you are the “you smell like
butt” bunny. your brutally honest and
always say whats on your mind.
which happy bunny are you?
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Yoinked from a bunch of people. They all smell.
I’m feeling better. A switch of medications and more rest are good things. The tea is helping too. Tomorrow, I think I’ll be good enough for work. I can breathe, at least through my mouth, without coughing now.
Now, to get something done.
I am extremely annoyed by iJournal’s little “133” username issue.
I am worried that my head is sweating and my feet are cold.
Fever must pass.
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Years ago I lived in a run-down old house in rural North Carolina. At $50 a month, the rent was steep considering that there was no running water and most of the windows were broken when I moved in. My bathtub was a bucket I dipped into a well and filled with water that I heated up on my puny gas stove. When my food stamps ran out each month, I’d ride my one-speed bike six miles to the cafeteria at a local college, where I scavenged scraps that students left behind on their plates. I hope this vignette inspires you, Taurus, to recall in detail the lowest, most deprived period of your life. It’s time to take inventory of how far you’ve come — and to imagine a future that’s as much an improvement over now as now is over then.
Well, I found out where I got sick from. Two people called in sick to work today. I’m thinking of leaving early due to sickness. Though, I might be able to stay all day if this Comtrex does as well today as it did yesterday.
Completely apart from this cough and head cold, I’m afraid I’m going to have to once again declare a period of Skippy Hermitage. I’ll still do the occasional jaunt to Theio’s or Denny’s, but if you want to hang out or whatever, you should just come by my place. It’s not likely that I’ll be going out until the cabin fever hits.
I just have too much to do, so I have to make the time to do it in.
Oh, the one exception to this is LARPing. I’ll still be going to those.
Monkies… Tang… save the world!
Goddamn iJournal keeps logging me in as the user “133”. Only my defaults are listed in the pop-ups. Frustrating.
I’m sick again. I’m having problems breathing deeply in the cold, my nose is stuffy and runny, and I have a bunch of stuff leaking into my lungs and stomach while I sleep. I blame sleeping in two smokers’ houses, one with a cat no less, but I wouldn’t trade the time I had in Ohio to be healthy again. Plus, I think I was getting sick on the way down to that strange, strange state.
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Uhm. Maybe. Hee hee!

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This one is SO dead on, I can’t even start.
The printer shakes the table just enough to wobble my original G1 Optimus Prime in a slightly alarming fashion. Not enough, however, to tip him over. This is the first real big test of my printer, and it’s holding up well. It’s printing the first three chapters, plus the prelude, to my novel for
Today, I leave for Ohio. This week is surreal. I’m looking forward to that trend continuing, but in a more fun manner than it did yesterday. Introducing the “family”, so to speak.
I think I may make this week even more surreal by posting random entries from my ancient paper journal that we were assigned to write in during my stint in Junior High School. Yup, it’s too surreal not to. It’s even in cursive.
Journal Entry #1, May 1st.
My spring break was rather boring. I went up north. We went just a little bit farther north than the tip of the “thumb”. We set up camp in my Grandmother’s cabin. Then we took a leisurely drive up the side of Michigan. We finally arrived at a spot where my father used to go smelt fishing. When I put my cheap plastic waders on, then went out into the cold water, I realized my waders had a leak. After a few minutes in the freezing cold water, my feet started to go numb. I had to go back on to shore for a few minutes to gain the feeling back. After about fifteen minutes of dipping unsuccessfully, we decided the smelt weren’t running (this was in the daytime). So we packed it up and went to various parks in the area to pass the time away until it got dark. When it finally did, we went back to the spot. We took out our flashlights and found out the smelt still weren’t running. So we went to our Aunt Lorita’s house for a while and then went back to the cabin. The next day we went home. (This was the first weekend of Spring break) When we got home we were bushed. The rest of the vacation was pretty dull. I did a lot of home movie making, I even came out with two things I am sending into America’s Funniest Home Videos”
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Any errors have been transcribed as-is. I wasn’t such a bad speller back then.