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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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Gah. Can my life have any less excitement and meaning? I haven't been out of the house all day. I think I've been on this couch all day. I'm such a lazy blob of life. Seriously. And now I'm writing an entry instead of trying to redeem my day by actually moving and doing something productive.

Oy vey. I need... a life. Help. Yeah.

Why is it that I want love so much, but I can't accept the love that's offered to me? I just don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I just need to suck it up and give it a chance. Maybe it's a convenient excuse to hold love at bay. Maybe I'll find someone else, and within a year, find an excuse why that won't work, either. Maybe it isn't him; maybe it's me.

But, then again, maybe this just isn't it. Maybe it really is him, not me. Maybe this isn't right for either of us, and we just have to move on with life.

Bah humbug. I've been sitting in my living room for far too long. Did I already say that I need a life?

It's sad when it gets to midnight before I decide to go do something outside of the house. Don't worry--I'll do something tomorrow. I'm heading to my parents' to work or something like that. Work, hey? What a foreign concept.

*sigh* I'm tired of being me. Can someone trade lives with me for a week or two? Thanks. That would be terrific. Just until Laurel and I leave for the summer. Between now and then, I'll gladly switch with someone.
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