Why is it I feel more inspired to write when I am on the actual blogspot site than when in documents? I jus can never seem to write anything. Though I guess it' different now because I am typing right now. Oi I feel sick.
I thought I was constipated but no.
For some reason I wanted to share that with you bloggie.
I told my sister whether I get this comp or the desktop I am naming it Steve, don't know why and do not think I need a reason. Big piece a clear scotch tape reading “STEVE” possibly in tribute to the poorly declining Steve-O who is a true badass with some shitty problems. I hope he can get his shit together before something fatal happens, even if he wants it.
It is amazing the random things I care about. Wow. My good awesomely cool friend Issy has started a blog so here is a link if you'd like to read about someone elses problems. I love the guy and his life is like a frikkin drama or something; http://indeliblesin.blogspot.com/
I love you people even if you do not exist I love all those who act with reason and intelligence and you are not a fucking drone. Rock the FUCK on!
Veezy
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