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Saturday, July 16, 2005 

CROPS

I need to write a story fast. A lot of time has passed since i've done anything 'fine'.
Perhaps I need to grapple with the reality that somthings need to be milked under pressure in order to germinate. If anything, this is my writer's block. Hollow words that are meaningless. A sterile field of letters left fallow. Maybe I won't harvest this season. We might be facing another drought, let's pray its not a drought of emotion.

... STATEMENT... (stuff this.. i hate making up new words >< )

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got a haircut today... went to library.. and.. scared the living daylights outta sum friends. I am such a hikikomori. This room's a mess. Someone needs to clean it.