posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 1:14 AM
Saturday, January 01, 2005
The dogs need walking and I'd love to turn in, but there's too much ridiculousness going on outside, with all the fireworks and stuff. It'll have to wait.
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About Me
- Name: Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive)
- Location: United States
Whateya need to know about me? Hmmm, I'm not clever enough to summarize myself concisely. Guess I'm underdeveloped, a late bloomer. Still trying to find my way in the world. I've already found my way *into* the world, which I suppose is a step in the right direction ... isn't it?
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