Locked in the trunk of my car, again.

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Thursday, December 14, 2006

Enough with the videos, and oh god the pain.

Ok I know, i might be overdoing it here with the clips, what with the no blogging and two videos in a row. I am lazy. This i know. But you know what, all this shit to learn is taking time. More then i thought i would really. I still haven't set up the printer, or even looked at how the ipod is gonna work. I've pretty much figured out the webcam, so now i can see people on msn and they can see me. But you know that's another thing, that fucker from the other day, who asked "as a joke" to come stay with me, that fucker drive-by cock-flashed me. Yes that's right, he messaged me to view as we talked and when i clicked on the link he was bare assed naked, holdin' his cock all proud. Jesus H Christ. And then has the nerve to ask "why did you turn it off?" I had to explain to this guy that showin' my private parts to total strangers was just not in my agenda.

So to sum up, i'm learnin'. It's hard. But i'll get there.

On the down side, i think all this technology is killing me. No, really. I've had this sharp ass pain in my side all day long. I think it's colon pain. Girls have colons right? I don't really know where the colon is, right know i'm picturing this kidney shaped mass of fire that's sitting right in my back above my left hip somewhere in the middle. It's hard to describe really. But it hurts. And there's pressure building. Of the gas variety. oh lord. And i'm certain it's all this crap of having to call sympatico three days in a row.

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