testimony of self-improvement addict

no more anger. I am using my anger to empower me. There is so much I have to concentrate on in my own life, why should I spend all my energy on other's?

ducky gets here next week. I can't believe it. Will she be in a good mood? I wonder if she's still on the happy pills? I might as well paint myself plaid and blend right into the wall paper. I have yet to find the uniqueness, in me.

I can't get Lo-Fi pop out of my head. I am going to try to get to electric fetus tonight to get agent blue.

"EVERYONE HERE IS ADDICTED TO LOVE"

I bought myself a liter of Orangina last night and I'm going to drink it all!!

I think I am addicted to self-improvement, or at least the thought of it.

I wonder how many people have had sex during the time that I wrote this? Probably enough people that the thought (or their pile of bodies) would sufficate me.

empower empower empower.