6.22.2003
 
Dammit, I'm obsessing over rather small mistakes at the moment.

I hate large quantities of caffiene. They don't make me edgy, they make me paranoid and wide-eyed.

Heh... according to a friend's definition, a religion is "the opiate of the masses, usually entailing a regular ritual of sorts." In that case, I need to convert.

Definitely feeling the after-effects. Eeee.

I'm close to giving in and getting myself a DeviantArt.com account. Don't think that I want other people perusing my artwork in that environment though... but that's just the perfectionist in me talking.

I think this could possibly be withdrawl I'm feeling?

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