The Secret Life of Talula McPeach

...in which the most top-secret, mortifying events are chronicled for the benefit of the world.

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( 12:18 AM )

Dear World, I forgot to realize that having a new iBook means I am going to have to move all my stuff off my old computer and put it on CDs or something in case I ever want to use it again. I don't even know if it will be compatible. I guess I will spend some time going through all my old emails and letters and stuff. Maybe Jon will help me. I'll buy him an ice cream cone.

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( 12:15 AM )

Dear World, At least I'm not alone in being totally freaked out about what's going on. Although you would never know that i wasn't alone from looking at my friends. Damian and Shawn and those guys aren't even paying attention to the news, and they didn't even vote. Those fuckheads! I will bet you anything that Pete the Fucked-Up Med Student voted republican. So many fuckheads... so little time... but anyway, the reason I know i am not alone in being dismayed is that... you won't believe this and I'm almost embarrassed to admit it but... my dad bought me a new iBook and he's paying for my DSL!!! So I am online a lot more now, and I am getting information from sources other than TV and my dumb friends. In other news, all my creative projects (my band, my pranks, etc.) are on hold until I can regroup and collect my senses and figure out what is happening and how it can be happening so fast. Is everybody in the government completely brainwashed? Or maybe they are threatened with death now if they say anything against Bush. Maybe they all know the truth that Paul Wellstone was really murdered and they know that the same thing could happen to them. I am reading The Diary of Anne Frank now for the first time ever and I think everyone should read it because soon we will all be in hiding. They are coming to get us. But I don't understand, what are they going to do with all that power? I don't get what's the point. If anybody wants to enlighten me send me an email. tmp at talula dot net. See? I'm learning how to avoid spammers on top of everything else. That's thanks to hanging out with Jon who is going to redesign my site, too. I wonder if he will expect me to sleep with him though? I should find out. It's not like I'd necessarily be opposed to the idea but I don't want to feel obligated because that takes the fun out and makes me feel icky.

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