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    • 05/03/2002
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    • 04/02/2002
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    • 06/01/2002
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    • 29/10/2001
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    • 04/07/2001
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    • 19/06/2001
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    • 24/05/2001
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    • 02/04/2001
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    • 12/12/2000
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    • 29/11/2000
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    • 4/10/2000
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    • 1/9/2000
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    • 1/8/2000
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    • 6/7/2000
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    • 20/7/2000
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Boredom and apathy. Two great killers. So its 2001 and the year I was going to revamp my life. Oh well. I'm sitting here at work at 9.37am bored shitless. I've got this feeling like I want to make a change and go out there and be a raving social queen and make lots of new friends, and hang out and be social and do stuff. And I find I'm either to tired, or worried that I've lost the art of conversation and I don't know how to begin meeting ppl. Don't ya just hate insecurities.

Actually - at the moment the biggest excuse is my impending operation. It hardly seems worth the effort of trying to start new things when in a month I'll be flat on my back and recovering and crutchs bound for awhile. I'm scared shitless about the operation to be honest - thanks for asking and thanks for offering sympathy. I really really am scared its going to be alot of pain and inconvienance for little noticable result. In fact my knee has been playing up far more than my ankle. I know, I know, the doctors say it has to be treated now before it gets worse. I say I want a new body that works properly.

Okay - so I'm particularly grumpy and depressed today. Thats prolly a side affect of the depo-provera. I went over to the toy boys last night, presumably to fix my laptop, however thoughts of sex (you know the nice gentle cheer one up sort) were in the back of my mind. Nothing eventuated tho. Just two geeks with laptops. Ghod my life is dull.

Maybe I should move to Sydney. I like Sydney and I like the people. I could have fun there for a year or two. I can't see it being a permanent move, just a temporary for a year or two thing.

Excited by underwear and linen sales...bleah. Have Arcanacon meetings every weekend to arcanacon. bleah. Its my birthday soon....cant be fucked organising gathering...bleah. Scared if I do try and organise something no one will show up. Bleah.

Enough hormonal whining to the world. I'm going to go find something productive to do, or just play puter games.