RetroPost: A girl of her words.

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where is the line between loser and freak? all of us are losers. we rpg, we play yu-gi-oh, we cosplay, we have anime names. we (ok, i) worry about zombies and think seriously on how to defeat them. we do many things- many things that make us very cool losers. but at what point do we become freaks?

i ask this question because at this moment, i'm making good on the vow to never go to chuck's again. i don't know how long i will hold to that vow but after last time, with all the freaks, i found the idea of stepping in to the shop, regardless of the reason, nauseating. so here i stand blogging instead. (loser? yes.) i vaguely feel sad cuz i don't get to hang out with my fellow cool losers but... the freaks. most of the people there are probably just other forms of cool losers but... the freaks. can't deal with the freaks.

so. if you know the answer let me know because there will be that day where i'll be like... doo doo doot doo doo... i'm such a cool loser doin' my thing gonna do this cool losery thing and then BAM i'll have done some sort of freak thing and then there's no going back.

RetroPost: Somewhere in a box is the life I thought I'd lead.

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I have a peanut butter laced spoon hanging from my mouth and it reminds me of days gone by. If I close my eyes and concentrate only on the joy that is peanut butter the year that I've left behind me is almost tangible. When I open them again I'm still here in this room. I hate this room. I vow to never enter this room again once I've left it for good.

Waking up here makes going to work so much worse. Ah, work. I think I shall have to write something about my coworkers one day. Fallon being what it is and MySpace being what it is, I shy from the idea but the cast of characters that fills my day to day are just begging really to be splashed and splattered here for what they really are. Either way- I. HATE. My. Boss.

Meh. Soon enough my friends, I will get to unpack my life. Our life. Most likely a shadow person is peeking over my shoulder reading this so I'm not going to talk about our new life. I know you're there! Damn you! ^_^

OK I'm done.