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Sunday, July 11, 2004







have that modest mouse song stuck in my head. i liked that song before it came on VH1's thing.

new layout, im a lazy-ass.


we had bastille day today at fencing. i had so much fun. water fights, melted icecream, old friends. it was awesome. its so depressing that it will be a year until i see veronica and billy again. (super depressing)... they will be gone, most of the college fencers dont come and Brian and Scott moved away. AARRGGG.

dads going to talk to the music man about my gee-taarr. im excited. but im totally afraid that i will suck horribly at it.


im so damn confused about everything. its sad.

ps. i get to see NAPOLEON DYNAMITE tommorow with the fencing crewe! im totally XXXcited!









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i hate talking about myself. i would rather tell you that the title of this blog has to do with the silly fly that is trapped in a spiders web. as i type i can hear it buzz, fly screams. its all tied up and the spider is upon it, but it still lives. i am filled with the want to save it, the repulsion of the death of that fly and the awesome realization of this dog-eat-dog world.
ok, the fly just died. i wanted to save it, but i was too disgusted. and its how life is. (i guess i dont get outdoors too much : i spend it all indoors desiging pretty blogskins.) but now i feel like a bad person for letting the fly die.


this is the area that i designed especially for links and tagboards.

which i hate. i dont like being online, except to talk to my friends, submit skins and find pictures for more skins i prefer to spend my time fencing, or laughing, or eating, or just seizing the day.
i am getting a gutiar. i hope that will cut down my online time.
oh, wow. the spider just carried the now dead fly to its corner of its web. this is totally interesting, but i definitely wont be eating dinner.

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nadesico i stole her image. i love it. it captures the feeling of nothingess that i am so used to.
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