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I have decided to write in my livejournal despite having absolutely nothing to write about.

However, I've noticed that when I have nothing to write about, I tend to find something to write about.

So I'm going to write about something despite having nothing to write about.

Does that make sense?

Probably not, but then, the odds of my making sense at any given moment are fairly slim.

I'm home for a month. That makes me happy.

Christmas is coming soon. That makes me happy.

MTV hasn't called me yet. That does not make me happy.

My dad went out to grab dinner, and I'm getting a delovely deluxe chicken taco salad from Taco Gringo. That makes me happy.

I Drive Myself Crazy is running through my head right now. That sorta makes me happy, as I like the song, but if it keeps up for much longer, I'm gonna go crazy.

Nevermind. I already am.

Pity the LJ auto-music-detect can't pick up songs running through your head.

There are a hella lotta people on my friends list. It's pretty insane.

But I love you ALL!

Because you make me happy. Yep.

And that's all for now.