Well well well.

Diaryland is still being a pain. Not that it's diaryland's fault. But still. It's horrible. I normally try to read all the diaries on my list every day.. but when it's moving this slow I can't overcome that. I apologize humbly.

I can't even read plume, and it's tearing me apart.

Andrew says it's a networking, routing, something problem. I forget. I'll ask LesserFaceless, my isp, if they can do something. Or maybe Andrew can work wonders. Or something. I hate this. A lot of my routines go through diaryland or signmyguestbook. Checking diaries, checking guestbooks (I have too many), checking sitemeters. It all requires access. And speed.

And blablabla.

Mama made soup today. I love mama's homemade soup. Meals enough for the next many days. Soup Rules.

Even though it's probably too hot for soup now. It felt almost summery today. All the doors and windows were open, it was almost hot, someone was mowing a lawn somewhere, kids were playing outside. A beautiful day in the neighbourhood. If you ignore the crime and general decay.

And I'll just make you cry. don't you cry-y-y tonight.

Yeah yeah. As usual I have nothing to say. And my mood is ruined by diaryland's crawling pace. I just can't focus any energy on this. Blergh.

I just want my diaryland back. COME BACK BABY!

I wanted more than life could ever grant me
bored by the chore of saving face
today is the greatest day I've never known
can't wait for tomorrow, I might not have that long
I'll tear my heart out before I get out
pink ribbon scars that never forget
I tried so hard to cleanse these regrets
my angel wings were bruised and restrained
my belly stings
today is the greatest
day
day that I have
ever really
known

Sniffle.

Once again I apologize for any errors in code, idea and everything else. I can't even goddamn read the friggin' entry after I bloomin' post it for crimini's sake. Grrargh.

Ahem. Time to go log in. See you in a couple of hours...

G'night

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