not enough sleep.
not enough time.
clean formatting and installing xp yet again. shoulders are sore and it's cold in this room. i really don't like being in this house anymore. or being in anyone's house for that matter. i don't want to be steeped in anyone else's lives and memories just to be reminded of all the differences to my own. it gets tiresome...becomes an endless knocking on the door, demanding so much of my attention that i just want to hit everyone, everyone, on the head. really really hard.
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