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Fuck These People

Yeah...

Looking through old livejournal, others and mine. Remembering things, finding things out, other views, missing things.

So much has changed, and all that hasn't.

Shit was so simple back then - but it wasn't. Never allowed such things. But simple in that what was to come was more apparent. Not living on fucking eggshells. It wasn't directly caused by me this time, this is so frustrating. Day to fucking day to fucking day living. Can't pay bills. Income reliant upon others, and they suck so bad..........

Dot dot dotty dot dot.

My back hurts, eyes feel funky, stupidest sleep schedule ever, and still fucking.sitting.here.

So hard to figure out what to prioritize.

Russell is dead. It's fucked up. He and eye and Moonbow were to die on the same day, that obviously didn't happen. Still here, and the real funny thing is - if eye were to NOT - it would have nothing at all to do with the fact they're gone.

Ugh, drawers to pick, useless people to email, etc ad nauseum.
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Hi. Hugs. Miss you.
It's November 13th. I haven't logged on to this thing in a very long time. I have no idea what possessed me to as I had to go through a process of contacting tech support because they blocked me due to inactivity and/or suspicious activity. And as soon as I get on, I notice you posted 10 days ago after having not posted for over 2 years. At least from what I can tell.

Sorry about your friend.

You can think whatever you'd like about me and my efforts to figure out a way to help you in the past. It doesn't matter. I know you are going to do what you want to do. But you should try to want to do something different than you are doing. There's a different life. There are lots of different lives. And a lot of them are a lot better than the one you might be in now.

Going to delete this journal because it's weird. It's not even me. If you ever need me: john@progressivetheatreworkshop.org.