Today is going to be one of those days. I can tell. I got in a tiff with Matt last night- God, what a pain in the ass. I wanted to say to him, "Uh... Yeah... WEll maybe if you weren't a complete jackass who's pulled this shit more often than not...." I don't care about the stupid IC stuff. I just don't give a fuck anymore. WEll, not entirely correct. I don't give a flying shit about anyone but the three, and... as for Bri, I'm not all that interested because we parted ways so long ago, it's hard to summon up much in the way of emotion. Whatever. This is retarded and... I've got other matters to attend to.

Such as... Dave. WTF. Obviously, I have some sort of issue with communication. This is what I'm getting from current events. But seriously, dude, if you want to date me, calling me is sorta necessary. Just so you know. *Le sigh, rolls eyes* I'm trying to figure this into my day and... it's not working.

Also, the work with the Beetle is not going as fast as I would like. In fact, it's going dreadfully slow, dammit! I want my Bettle(sic)!

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