May 15th, 2004

My wonderful Meg kitty.

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To begin with, this journal entry is by necessity putting pieces together in the most unfavorable light possible. I don't really believe it's that bad. Ultimately, in the scheme of things, I'm on track to get everything I want out of life which is all that I can ask for given the events of the past 2-3 months. Actually, more than that. I think probably from Thanksgiving (ha) until now. I have the potential to get everything I've ever wanted out of life at this moment despite the aforementioned crap.

However, writing from the perspective of one who is continuously beaten by the universe tends to make for entertaining writing. Remember, tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall down an open sewer and die.

In any case, that's where this entry is coming from.

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