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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Uncle Richard, me, and James Earl Jones - Tuesday, Apr. 04, 2006
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Wed, Apr. 10
... Birthday candles...
Sometimes, people frustrate me. They really, really do... I wish I could just move to a deserted island somewhere. Or, better yet, exile my problem people to a deserted island. That would be the best solution. Exile them to separate deserted islands so they couldn't a) hurt anyone else with their stupidity, or b) reproduce and form other stupid people to cause grief in anyone's life.

Okay, now that I'm finished with that little rant... it was a good day. I really did have a fun time, and a good birthday. It was a pretty low-key day, but it was nice. It feels like three days since this morning, though. Like going and getting my car with my dad was so incredibly long ago.

And my hand still hurts. It's not so much the sharp pain it was before, although if I move it (especially my thumb) certain ways, it definitely still hurts a lot, but it's more of a dull ache travelling all the way to my elbow. That's okay, though... it'll be fine in the morning, and I'll forget all about it. It certainly made driving interesting, though--only having one hand!

*sigh* I wish... I don't know what I wish. I don't have a candle to blow out, anyways, so I guess it doesn't matter. Besides, if I told you, it wouldn't come true anyways, now would it?
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posted at 12:59 a.m.