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i don't know if bummy is exactly the word, but it is getting close. you are excited by what should not excite you and the things that you worked so hard for are not being tended to. chores become chores again, and not new special surprises. i enjoy my thoughts and my interests, and that is good. i still enjoy my friends, especially the short blonde ones. i no longer accept demands from you, because i realized that is not how things work, only how you wish they would work. and i now have a very cute drawing of a cheeseburger for my hard drive icon. |