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monday, oct 23, 2006
[thunderbolt flu]

First things first: I want this shirt. Full stop.

I've caught the flu again, I'm feeling absolutely terrible. Sigh. It's a sort of thunderbolt flu. It just appeared out of the blue late last night but got instantly quite bad. Maybe that means it'll go away in the same rushy manner, too?

As if.

Anyway. The 4½ on the train exhausted me so badly, I decided to skip Cultures of Crime. So I've sat here infront of the pooter and spent quality nerd time editing photos, modifying my MySpace profile page and sending a bunch of friend requests I've been thinking for quite a while. Woo! It's been fun and also a nice way to clear my head.

Not much to clear in there, though. How can you be so impressed by something or someone that it/the person pretty much blocks all the other thoughts that you would be thinking otherwise? Interesting train ride it was. I just sat there listening to my little red mp3 player and smiling occasionally. I tried to read, but pffft. The flu combined with the one thought stuck in my head resulted in a complete loss of attention span. Hurrah.

It'll pass, I know it. So I might as well enjoy the fact that for once my head isn't about to explode because of all the random thoughts. :)

Mentioning my little red mp3 player, I have discovered a combination of albums that doesn't make me miserable in any way. Woo.
Maryland: Almond of Life
Day Eleven: Almost Over Everything
VHB: Approach
Lemonator: At the Presence of Great Beauty

I know I'd be able to fit at least 20 more albums there, but I don't care. This combination works so well at the moment that I'm sticking with it. Teehee.

ps. You know you're bored when realising that all the four albums in your player begin with the letter A seems like the most exciting thing ever and you simply must inform your friends of this wonderful discovery by text message instantly. In other words, the ultimate boredom leak caught me on the train on Friday.

I think this is fairly cool. I love my camera.

And yes, the white stuff would be cigarette smoke. The cigarette, then, belonged to the extremely annoying (and most embarrassing) drunken bloke next to me. Though he blocked my view more than half of the time, he surprisingly isn't present at any of my photos, save fingers and that smoke in a few. And in this photo's case, I am loving the smoke. Ah.

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