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It's dark, it's soft with some pokey out bits some of which are sharp and hurt; it's like anyone else's head really.


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Friday, December 2

Looking forward

I have to look to the future; will I have a job? Will I find love?

I know I don't want to answer phones anymore, and I know there are Finance and Accounting Jobs out there, but I don't want to do that either. I don't know what I could do at this point. It's not like I can find a job that will let me be horribly depressed most of the time.

I've been thinking about birth control, I thought that the patch was a good idea until I saw Ortho Evra Lawsuits. I guess there isn't any safe way to fight nature. Of course menopause may be my key to non-fertilized love. And all I have to do is wait.

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