01.11.03 :: 2:25 pm

I hate when i can't find things.

Hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate.

Currently, my wrath is directed at the mysterious forces who have made one Pavement CD disappear (but left the case, oh thanks). I remember putting it in the computer one day, but don't remember taking it out? Or maybe I did?

Lately, I'm beginning to think there are black holes in this apartment.

Also, I found mouse poop in the hall closet. A belated Christmas gift.

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