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Survey 006
Hmm, this appears to be some sort of health-themed survey. HAAA. Time to fully explore my physical frailness /thumbsup.
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Survey 004
So! I discovered a brilliant new opiate today. Behold: TRAMADOL (ノ◕。◕)ノIt's just as calming and lovely as I hoped it would be, so I'm just relaxing and clicking through the internet... enjoying its effects while they last :3
I'm also waiting for my Sims 3 game to finish redownloading. I originally purchased it from Steam, but Steam is a little fucker that likes to break my games with its pointless updates so I had to uninstall. I'm reinstalling with EA's Origin; hopefully that'll work better. Bleh. I forgot how long it takes these games to download.
Anyway, time for a survey to distract myself from this infinitely long donwload n__n
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Survey 001
WOW, I don't think I've filled out one of these surveys since I was 15 and seeking attention on myspace.
I forgot how amusing these things can be, holyshit. It's kind of calming in some way, just answering questions. I feel like I have a hard time writing journal entries anymore just because I can't think of anything I actually care to say. Having little prompts to answer can be as cathartic as any other type of writing sometimes. It removes some of the pressure. I spend so much time trying to block out my thoughts, it seems contradictory to draw them to the surface and actually record them.
Anyway.
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I forgot how amusing these things can be, holyshit. It's kind of calming in some way, just answering questions. I feel like I have a hard time writing journal entries anymore just because I can't think of anything I actually care to say. Having little prompts to answer can be as cathartic as any other type of writing sometimes. It removes some of the pressure. I spend so much time trying to block out my thoughts, it seems contradictory to draw them to the surface and actually record them.
Anyway.
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Dreamwidth?
Well, I guess I've decided to give this Dreamwidth site a try seeing as I've noticed an increasing amount of displeased Livejournal users fleeing in this direction.
I've been using LJ (on and off) since I was in middle school. That's about... 10 years? Fuck. I don't really have a problem with LJ, I just have too many memories associated with it that I'd rather keep repressed (shut up, Freud). Long story short, my ex-boyfriend and I met on LJ when I was 19. We were in a rather nice long distance relationship for over two years before I ended things this past summer upon coming to the realization that I no longer felt the way I once did for him. I can't so much as log on to that site anymore without thinking of him - of the good times we had together, the excitement of meeting in person for the first time, the promises we couldn't keep, the pain I inevitably caused him... Basically LJ is just a bittersweet clusterfuck for me anymore, and Tumblr is a hive of mindless, follower-seeking hipstershits, so here I am.
Naturally I have nothing to actually say. I honestly doubt much of this is even making sense seeing as I'm on a brain-liquifying cocktail of prescription meds after my two-night slumber party in the emergency room a few nights back. That was quite the adventure. Apparently cervical infection + multiple ruptured ovarian cysts = even morphine won't touch that pain. Speaking of morphine, it really isn't all that awesome. As someone with an unhealthy love of opiates, I was kind of expecting a little more from the big M -__-
Anyway, Dreamwidth, wooo!
I've been using LJ (on and off) since I was in middle school. That's about... 10 years? Fuck. I don't really have a problem with LJ, I just have too many memories associated with it that I'd rather keep repressed (shut up, Freud). Long story short, my ex-boyfriend and I met on LJ when I was 19. We were in a rather nice long distance relationship for over two years before I ended things this past summer upon coming to the realization that I no longer felt the way I once did for him. I can't so much as log on to that site anymore without thinking of him - of the good times we had together, the excitement of meeting in person for the first time, the promises we couldn't keep, the pain I inevitably caused him... Basically LJ is just a bittersweet clusterfuck for me anymore, and Tumblr is a hive of mindless, follower-seeking hipstershits, so here I am.
Naturally I have nothing to actually say. I honestly doubt much of this is even making sense seeing as I'm on a brain-liquifying cocktail of prescription meds after my two-night slumber party in the emergency room a few nights back. That was quite the adventure. Apparently cervical infection + multiple ruptured ovarian cysts = even morphine won't touch that pain. Speaking of morphine, it really isn't all that awesome. As someone with an unhealthy love of opiates, I was kind of expecting a little more from the big M -__-
Anyway, Dreamwidth, wooo!