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Tuesday, July 5, 2005


   Goddamned Firecrackers. . . .
STUPID GODDAMNED FUCKING FIRECRACKERS THE MOTHER FUCKERS! >.<
Every damn night for a fucking week they've been setting those damned things off near my house. It's driving me insane! I've only now, at 3:00 in the morning gotten any peace! Okay, that was an exageration, the stopped around 1:30 something I think, but it's the principle of the thing! I just wanted to shoot the fuckers! My father's rifles were so tempting. Then I got the idea to use my swords. They were dull, but my passion of annoyance probably would have made them work; not to mention cause suffering for my insufferable neighbors who were one of the ones shooting the damned firecrackers off. All that noise freaked out their dogs too, which made them start to bark, which added more noise and annoyance. I love dogs, but those two have got to be the noisest dogs I've ever heard. *flips the fuckers across the street off in an irrated fit*
I suppose I should probably sign off and go to bed now. Sleep is good. But I'm not tired. DAMN THIS INSOMNIA!-_-
Haha, I was dragged to church yesterday, and he was talking about demons in the home and how the effected your children the most and how insomnia--among other things--was one sign that there was something bad in your house that you needed to get rid of. Personally, I think it's just because your mind won't let your body shut down. But he's a pastor so he must know. *scoffs* Fucking quack. . . .
It's times like this that make me more of an athiest, if that's possible.

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