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    NOD.

    I was walking in the city today, near the station. A girl passed by—really pretty, kind-faced—and she just *smiled* at me. A real, genuine smile. I almost tripped over my own feet! Who smiles at a guy like me? I don’t know who she was, I’ve never seen her before, but it weirdly made my whole week. I’m an idiot for being this happy about a smile. I know, I know.

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    STATIC.

    I’m just watching the world go by. People are busy, rushing to their jobs, rushing to their families. I’m just… here. Staring at the neon lights. I feel like static on an old TV. Just a bunch of noise that no one really listens to.

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    PULP.

    I’m back into the pulp books. The stories are so simple. Good guy wins, bad guy loses, girl falls in love. My life is just… messy. And slow. Like waiting for a bus that never arrives. *snicker* I’m a pathetic wreck, but at least I have a decent collection of paperback noir.

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    CHAOS.

    I AM SCREAMING. Not literally. Okay, literally. I screamed into a pillow for three minutes today. Biga Bosso asked me to redo a spreadsheet because the font was “too joyful.” Too joyful?! IT WAS ARIAL. It’s the saddest font in existence! I can’t take it anymore. I am going to buy fifty bowls of ramen and build a fortress out of noodles. No girls, no joy, just me and my sodium! W000T!