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...stardate 10357
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[::..who the hell..::]
::[Name]:: Larah McKay
::[DOB]:: 12/22/1980
::[DOD]:: 7/15/2063
::[Age]:: 23 going on 4 ½
::[Place o Birth]:: San Diego CA
::[Sign]:: Capricorn
::[Year]:: Monkiki
::[What]:: Flonkey
[::..things I dig..::]
::[Current List]:: John Cusack, Hugh Jackman, Steve Burns, Adrien Brody, and Pharrell Williams
::[Music]:: Indie, Jazz, Hip Hop, Classic Rock and my girl Utada Hikaru
::[Books]:: Atlas Shrugged, Cannery Row, HP 1 & 3
::[Movie]:: Amelie, Neverending Story, Labyrinth, 5th Element, Spirited Away
::[TV Show]:: The Man Show, Ranma, Kenshin
::[Artists & Who Not]:: Dali, Miyazaki, Amedeo Pace, Syd Barret, Amon Tobin
::[Actors]:: John Cusack, Winona Ryder, Gregory Peck, Franka Potente
::[En Particular]:: My love, My Melody, Moonstones, Domo-Kun, All things Japanese, Oscar Peterson, Vintage crap, Records, Cigarettes, The moon, Pizza Rolls, Sakuras, Springtime in Kintai, Transcendence
[::..If I could I would..::]
Fly, model model t fords (import style), move to random places with no abandon.
[::..recommended..::]
:: Me Home Page Matey [>]
:: Eric "Edubl" Constantino [>]
:: Eric's Art Nouveau Site (not like decor, but his new site) [>]
:: James wannabe cool site [>]
:: Craig's Ramblings about God knows what.. (Sike Craig!)[>]
:: David's (slukas) site [>]
:: Nellie's World[>]
:: Jax Chronicles[>]
:: Jem Corp[>]
:: Think Candice Think[>]
:: Rich n Creamy[>]
[::..archive..::]
[::..Insights..::]
Short term memory (if there is such a thing) is composed of 5 units, plus or minus two. Hence, to make a funny, lists have to be 4 or less, preferably 3. Any more would allow previous information to be displaced, taking away from the humor.

:: Tuesday, March 11, 2003 ::

Now it's Tuesday?!

I want a job where I just sit around watching TV. Or surfing the internet. Or playing video games.

It's Just Not the Same

If you're not challenged, then you move backwards. I guess it's like if you don't workout you get lackadaisical and porcine. Same if you don't exercise your mind, and your soul for that matter. Okay okay, real profound Larah, I know. But I guess Larah is in dire need of a "trifecta" of exercise incorporating intellectual, physical and ethereal sorts (I talk in the third person to seperate myself from myself: see below). Evidently I have enough intellectual stimuli to suffice for the next year or so, but *whine* I don't wanna do it anyomre. I guess I'd rather just read some books of my own volition rather than outta necessity. But then again without that extra incentive I'd probably just resort to gaping slack-jawed at the good ol fashioned television machine. Kinda like with me and exercising right now. Yeah I have every intention of exercising, but the actions superseding the intentions are nonexistant. Ugh.. The road to hell is paved with good intentions I know. So that leaves the spiritual spooky stuff aka the soul. So this begs the question of whether the soul incorporates the mind, or if the mind is bound to the brain. Ugh I don't know, let's leave it at that. But I guess what I'm getting at with all this nonsensical babble is that my "soul" or whatever is in need of a good challenge, or a work out if you will. Like I feel like in the past couple years my soul has weakened somewhat. It's turned into this blissful, cozy, fragile pile of mush. Quite useless if you ask me. Oh sure it's quite happy, but I think if introduced to the harsh blows of the world, it would get knocked out in round one. I guess I just dont' feel so strong anymore, like I used to be (or assumed I was). That just comes with comfort though I guess. So is the answer in drugs? Maybe this time I'll try heroin.

Page o' the Day
http://homestarrunner.com/sbemail.html

I'm not sure what this site is...
:: Larah 9:50 AM [+] | ::
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:: Sunday, March 09, 2003 ::
Is it Sunday Already?

I feel like I'm losing myself. Like myself and I are two separate entities onto itself. I guess the whole dichotomy of mind and body, moreover the division of brain and mind. I assume the brain and the body could be linked together under a "physical" category, leaving the mind to the "spiritual" or "spooky stuff" if you will. Anyway, I digress... I'm sure you could understand this whole notion of a separation within yourself. Or perhaps I'm just schizophrenic and suffering from paranoid delusional psychosis. I guess my point is that I'm trudging through a state of malaise and lethargy. And bringing the dichotomy into play, I feel as if my body and its units are moving forward, but my mind is curiously left behind. Not that my mind minds, (how amusing) rather it takes a speculative backseat to the world and my body's surroundings without a care to any consequence of my body's actions. My mind understands the caliber of this separation yet is just too morose to run and catch up. I wonder what a good jump start would be. Maybe I should pick up a cocaine addiction. Yeah I think I'll do that.

Page o the Day:
YAY! So fuck off ya dumb fascists.
:: Larah 1:45 PM [+] | ::
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