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Music is amazing. I seriously owe CJ so much. I've been in a foul mood all day. Seriously. I feel like I could bite through steel right now. And maybe even like it. So I bitched to him about it. And seriously, halfway through my complaint about my need for music that fits my mood, he walks away, comes back, opens a cd, and pushes it towards me. So I listen to it. And now. I've isolated myself in my office, I'm eating Zupas, and listening to.......Chiodos. And later I plan on painting something terrifying.

It'd be cool if I wasn't such a loser. Seriously. I might actually have a boyfriend, and a social life. But I work, and paint messed up shit instead. I go to the library, and read and listen to weird music. I have a best friend when I'm with her....and her boyfriend. Third wheel. Yay. I like guys that are way too old for me, not really, but kind of. All I do is hang out at Graywhale and buy more music than I can afford. (That's a lie. I can always afford to buy a CD. Who needs clothes?) Feeling lonely isn't always a bad thing. I never have to argue about what I'm going to be doing. Because it's all me. I have found sense of self in being weird, unique, and kind of a loser.

Who needs friends?