Well, as of late, I can't say that very much is new in my life. I guess that my main three friends in this circle are Cheerios, Hobo, Hatter, as their Gaia names dictate. I'm going to summarize the friendships now:
Cheerios: Quite possibly one of the best friends I've ever had, I know that if I ever need it she's got me covered. We can talk to eachother about everything, and I remember from way way back in the past when she would never tell me about her problems, insist that I only tell her mine, to now, where it's even, she shares, I share. It's really great to have such a great friend to talk to every day.
Hobo: There's nobody else on this planet that I can have such a sadistic good time with. We've been the best of friends for a really long time, and I'm glad that the outlook there isn't changing. There are just some things that I can only do when I'm hanging out with him, some really awesome, really fun things. I'm really glad to have such a sadistic, sarcastic, fascist, right-wing nutjob b*****d as a friend.
Hatter: We don't talk very much anymore, I'm not sure why. I guess maybe just a lack of effort to just put through the hellos and start conversations. That taken into consideration, I know that if I ever really need him, he'll probably be there to save me.
Now, LONDON! That's where I spent my Christmas Day - January 7! It was great, I got to see tons of stuff, including a complete Jack the Ripper tour which involved me being taken around London to all the sites of the murders, and very graphic descriptions of what happened to each and every one of the little prosititutes. That was definitely a big upside to the vacation. The whole things was really just great. New Year's Eve was really fun, and just walking around London was great. I also saw some amazing shirts, the likes of which either disgusted me or made me wish I had more money on me. The bad ones were very Nazi oriented; there was one that looked very much like a bad schedule, showing places and dates, with a picture at the top. This was a little different; this had a large picture of Hitler in the Nazi salute, with the names of a series of countries and the dates of their occupation. Very Nazi indeed. Another shirt read: I am a bomb inspector, if you see me running, try to keep up. Very fun indeed. I also got some very nice stuff for Christmas, the best being a large collection of cash, altogether adding up to $200, not bad at all. In the way of stuff, I didn't get very much, although the book "Warlords" was an interesting gift from a grandmother; the same grandmother who gave me a shirt saying that the violence in Darfur should be stopped. Only mildly paradoxical? Yeah, things have been good. I don't really know why I'm writing this entry, except maybe to pass the time.
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Let the Bodies Hit the Floor
HOW I WANT MY GRAVESTONE TO READ:
Patriots always talk of dying for their country and never of killing for their country.
-Bertrand Russel
-My method for life
Patriots always talk of dying for their country and never of killing for their country.
-Bertrand Russel
-My method for life
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Miss Cheerios x3
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I'm glad you had a good time in England!! And you called me from France1