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February 04, 2002 12:01 A.M. It's snowing outside right now. I'm kinda hoping that it will become a freak blizzard over night but we all know that's an exasperated hope. Zack has fallen into Liz's clutches. God damn her! What is wrong with her? Is she that leech that must be removed by force before she sucks all the life giving blood from one's mortal body? God! Get your own damn friends, Bitch! Smoking sucks. I really need to quit. If only I could get nicotine from some other source other than tobacco. That would be awesome. Then I would continue to use it. And I wouldn't suffer the respitory effects. Zack, don't start smoking. It's SOO not worth it. Anyways. I'm tired and shit. So I must adjurn here. Oh, I have a doctor's appointment today at 11 AM. They best not want blood because they can fuck themselves. I don't do "blood giving" unless it's for somebody dying because they need my blood. It's my body. I am of age to say NO and legally mean it. And it's Doctor-Paitent privacy laws that keep any information confidential. So, I'm not worried about anything. Not that I have anything to hide. Good Night! |