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I'm feeling really blah right now. A few reasons. Most of which I don't want to get into right now.

I can't write, at the moment. It's just gone away. It's like the little part of me that deals with inspiration and the real passion I have for my writing has gone away. I still have all the technical knowledge of the English language, but nothing to say with it.

I got a card from Aunty Tracy today, for my birthday. It had $25 in it. I'm going to use it to see a Comedy Festival show, I think.

For fuck's sake.

Netscape's just deleted all my bookmarks. Again. This is the second time in the last half year or so.