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May. 7th, 2006 11:14 pmI have got to the point where I am noticing that I am avoiding the world (flatmates, pretty much everyone on messenger save Sophie) but I'm not inclined to do anything about it. I'm feeling remarkably unamusing currently, slow and witless, and since all I seem capable of is incoherent squeaking about Prince of Tennis and remarkably bad referencing and jokes it's difficult to convince myself that talking to people is a valid exercise.
Since I completely rely on other people for my image of myself, of course, it's difficult to see a way out of it just now. This frame of mind, you'd think I'd be better at leaving feedback, huh?
Screw it.
Speaking of which, am I the only one that can see Taka clumsily courting Fuji and Fuji getting impatient with his complete lack of anything in the way of decisive action so there is handing of racket and...
Never mind.
It's amusing; somehow PoT in my head is something I feel I ought to be vaguely ashamed of. I'm not, though. 'cos IIIIII AAAAAAAAAM GREATO!!!
Since I completely rely on other people for my image of myself, of course, it's difficult to see a way out of it just now. This frame of mind, you'd think I'd be better at leaving feedback, huh?
Screw it.
Speaking of which, am I the only one that can see Taka clumsily courting Fuji and Fuji getting impatient with his complete lack of anything in the way of decisive action so there is handing of racket and...
Never mind.
It's amusing; somehow PoT in my head is something I feel I ought to be vaguely ashamed of. I'm not, though. 'cos IIIIII AAAAAAAAAM GREATO!!!