Dear Reader,
I'm DefeatedPurpose. I eat my carrots raw and my coffee black, although it's hard to eat coffee. My dog is old and my bird is new. I've popped sixteen balloons today and txted somebody I know.
Today is Saturday, March 14, 2009 and your reading my journal. Congratz.
My brother's birthday is today, and I've had it up to here with 11 year-olds. Even though there are only three of them here for the occasion, they somehow have managed to make my hair fall out of my head at a well rate. To make things worse, I have a migraine. I've created an RP that I would imagine I'd post something up here at one point, so you'll have to wait your turn. The three hell raisers headed off to some party place and fortunate for me, it's 12 and under. They stuck me with $20 and told me to sleep the rest off the day off. I think I'll go bug this girl I know at work at some point when I decide to get up.
I've been going through some problems, and I think I'm working through them a bit. At this point I think I'll just think it over and then decide what to do. If I don't show up here in a few days, I'm dead. Err... I'm only kidding.
~Defeated
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