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I played Diablo 3 on Tuesday for 12 hours straight with my friend at his house. I only stopped because my other friend came home from work and I was playing on his account. I got to level 26. I am not proud of myself.

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I’ve gone two months without my own computer.

My friends are upset and they even want to buy me a new one.

nope. sorry.

I’m okay now. I just had a regular stomach virus on that one particular day. It wasn’t the medicine.

I threw up seven times though.

That is a personal best.

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I’ve decided not to fix my computer.

I didn’t think it was possible, but I think I’m bored of it all?

For the past year I’ve steadily stopped playing as many games or watching as much anime as I did years ago.

This hard-drive crash was kind of the last nail in the coffin. I didn’t really “feel” anything when I realized that everything I had saved for the past three years (porn or otherwise) was gone forever.

When I started hoarding internet pics back in high-school I always felt like I was building some kind of time capsule for future me to look through. I’ve always felt that the biggest and most important emotion I could feel was nostalgia. I guess that isn’t the case anymore?

I guess I also feel like every picture I’ve ever saved is still somewhere on the interwebz, ready to be found again, so it’s not a big deal.

I’ll still visit tumblr whenever I can though, to see cool dudes like capsep.

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