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Das Verschwinden des Josef
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by Olivier Guez

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Friday

30

August

2002

Useless
POSTED in: Ramblings

I feel so useless now that I am home not working anymore. Maybe I should have prolonged my contract until the holidays are over. Right now I feel as useless and lazy as can be, and that´s not a nice feeling.

I am working on the surprise. But I don´t think it will ever happen as my creative block is as bad as never before. I might as well screw it for good.

I was browsing a little through Lan Anh´s personal pages today, and saw that a person that reviewd her page didn´t give her full points in one category, because her blog was loading so slow. *yikes* *feels very guilty*

What a bad bad day at home. My attitude is horrid. Better stop before going on. O_o

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2 Responses to “Useless”


  1. Reply to this comment
    Bron
    10:47 am on August 31st, 2002

    Hiiiiiiiii Conniiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee *hugs*


  2. Reply to this comment
    Ania
    11:04 am on August 31st, 2002

    You and Lan Anh are my stars,I don’t understand peeps who don’t see it.Btw,Lan Anh’s blog loads quickly..?????

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