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August 26, 2002

Talking in her sleep again, reciting lines start to end. But she's not crazy, (Knock on wood) just a little misunderstood. She takes a walk at 4AM, wakes the neighborhood again. And I find myself recalling everything she used to tell me. Aw yeah, alright, truth hurts inside Aw yeah, that's right, you go around once in life. Everybody wants to be a part Everybody loves a situation Who would ever want to play the part Of anonymous numbers on a governmental chart? She's waiting tables the next day She pulls a double then on her way To an audition in Hollywood, yeah, A little misunderstood We sit around the house Waiting for the phone to ring And I know she alone holds the key To everything I want to be. Everybody wants to be your friend When you've got something you can give them All I've seen, bad and good, she's not crazy Just a little misunderstood. Aw yeah, all good, she's not crazy, Just a little misunderstood. Two years later you're a star Who'd have thought we'd get this far? But I'd give it all away if I Could see you on that day again When you quit work And threw that coffee At the manager jerk You said, "Close your eyes I've got a surprise A house in the hills And a car that drives by."

off of their new(?) album closer, this is one of my favorite Better than Ezra songs.

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The best part is that I was trying to think of something to type here and I was typing out </div> to finish off that aim quote and I typed out </die> subconciously and I feel that probably summed up how I feel pretty well.

Right now there is someone parked in my parking space in the garage and I'm trying to be nice because it's move in time and all but it's getting on around 4 hours since they parked there (I went to pick up a new piece of glass and was gone for 15 minutes) and I'm losing my patience. Having had my car towed before I know how much of a pain in the ass it is and I don't really wish that on anyone. So for now I'm parked somewhere else and I put a note on the car that says "MOVE ME NOW." However, this is why the concept of being a nice person fails, and I will probably face years and years of pain and suffering throughout my life so that people can treat me like shit and tell me it's my own fault. yay for being considerate you pig-fucking assholes. Plus I have this feeling that anything I do will just get my car keyed and I will have little or nothing I can do about it.

Moving in has pretty much sucked so far. I do have WinXP on my machine and I'm already running into a few little quirks that accumulate in a fashion optimized to piss me off. The camel's back is still intact but any more and XP's gettin' jacked. Also Fei left the place a dump, Hans threw out 6 bags of garbage from this place (the 33 gallon black kind) before I even got here. We vacuumed and mopped and scrubbed for a while yesterday and the place looks good again. I replaced all the burnt out light bulbs and Hans cleaned up the dishes. Fei also left a bunch of his shit here so he's on our list for that too. I have no idea where to draw the line and throw his shit on the patio because again, nice-guy syndrome takes over. Hans actually suggested we eBay some of it which I think would be entertaining if nothing else. It will repay us for cleaning up his mess.

There's shit all over my room that still needs to be put away and I have laundry to do and books to buy before school starts. But first I have to go call the towing company.

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