%title Arr...
%date 2004-06-03 21:01:28
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The navy blue I've been seeing at waist level in front of me and to my left is contentment.  I'm not entirely sure that it being omnipresent is a good thing, however, considering the colors it's mixed with.  Am I really content with longing and hopelessness?  It's not out of the question, I suppose that it could just be another aspect of my personality.  But that just brings up the question of whether or not it's something I ingrained into myself through habit, something where I just kinda accepted that feeling such things is normal, okay, and what I want; or is it something I was born with, or that we're all born with?  Is it a side effect of love, expecting impossible desires and the blind hopelessness that follows the end of a four year undertaking?

<em>Whatever, you're rambling.</em>
Guilty, conspirator.
<em>Hushya.</em>

There was a LAN in here (Caffe Sole) earlier, they just left.

Earlier today, I went to my dad's to go shopping with Julie.  Belmar kinda sucks, but I got some nice clothes.  Hooray for stereotypical women.  After that, I came back and had dinner with my mom.  I went out to get some more applications, and that's when the cyan took over.  Now I'm just switching randomly between Dvorak and QWERTY.  I suppose I should pick one.