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Whoa... never thought i'd see the day i would start a journal... let a lone one on-line... having someone else know what's in your head ( there's alot of crap in this particar head...hence the disclaimers....) isn't ecxactly my idea of privacy... so a few disclaimers first... no wait.... lunch first... can't think on an empty stomach... ok i'm back... now for the discalimers... It's been really long since i've been to school so... this disclaimer is for me.... i ca'tn spell ...hahahaha yup i'm dislexic too... hah..what a combination... today is the elventh of august... i'm at work and surffing the net... very bored with my job...and life... and alot of other things... someone once told me i should try and write a poem a day...so i'm gona do that... i'll start with a few lines here n there and see how it goes...

lost is a mind of space,
if it has none but void to fill.
lost is a tongue that wags,
if it speaks only of ill.
lost is a blow of a crush,
if that crush sends you a blow.
lost is twenty seconds of your time,
for cluelessnes was my only crime.

i am pleased... :)