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| 09:58am 18/08/2005 |
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Take me on my perfect date. Here is how it needs to go down:
You arrive in your late 70's firebird (with t-tops) wearing dark tight-fitting Levi jeans, a wifebeater, and high-top white Reeboks. You surprise me with tickets to Journey and you are actually excited to go as well. We arrive at the show and proceed to get real wasted in the parking lot. Finally, we spend the night singing along to the many wonderful songs of Journey.
I'm very easily pleased, yet no one even tries. God this is a miserable existence I live. |
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| Hi, perhaps you remember me... |
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| 08:03pm 02/04/2005 |
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So it has been 7 months or so since I last touched this thing. In that time I have: been fired from a good job because I was drinking every night and too hung over to go in each morning, had too much fun for my own good, met some interesting people, some how landed a new job where I am a supervisor (ha), stopped going out, basically reclaimed my edge or something, and fallen out of contact with a number of people.
Currently I am hoping that my life partner decides that she isn't into L.A. and returns home so that we can begin the summer of fun. I don't think I can bring the fun without her, so it is detrimental that she find her way home.
I am still driving a deathtrap. If you want to be scared for your life give me a buzz and I will take you on a quick ride. |
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| Oh my! |
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| 07:39am 09/11/2004 |
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So much fun, so little time. I woke up this morning, looked at my clock and almost freaked out. It said 7:00, and it confused me. I thought for some reason it was 7pm. I'm a champ like that. Suddenly I'm finding myself terribly unmotivated to write this. The end. |
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| The Wizard of Oz |
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| 01:45am 20/10/2004 |
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Hi. It's 1:53 a.m. and I'm awake. It's not even like I'm sort of awake, I'm full fledged ready to run a marathon.
Why? Well.. it seems that all I can think about is my job and how I'm still behind, and also school and how I've fallen behind. I just keep digging! (my own hole that is)
Seeing as how there is no stereo in my current (loaner) car, I've had to bring back the days of the old and strap a am/fm cassette player in. At first I was the most excited when I found this treasure in the trunk of the car. I mean, hell it'd been a good 10 weeks of riding around in silence for me at that point. However, I soon learned that there was a catch. My treasure only got "lite" rock radio stations. No matter where I am, it's pro-lite rock all the way. It's pure torture for my morning commute. I want to listen to something angry and violent to prepare myself for my day at work. Instead I'm stuck swaying along to songs off of the Dirty Dancing Soundtrack. Hopefully this will eventually motivate me into actually saving my money and fixing my own car. I've got my fingers crossed on that one. Secretly (or perhaps not so secretly), I'd rather have a sugar daddy to pay for it's fixations.
I don't really think I'm human. |
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| Why.. |
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| 11:44am 12/10/2004 |
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I was sickened last night when I heard.
That isn't how friendships are supposed to work.
She'll forgive you, however I won't.
Deceit and betrayal never ranked high in my book for admirable qualities.
++This isn't about me. This is just to vent.
Next in line: Alarm clocks and how they are trying to ruin my life. I swear I set that bitch when I went to bed last night. Did it go off? To be honest, I'm not 100% sure whether or not it did. There is a good chance that I shut it off when it rang.
My weekend was intense for a variety of reasons, most of which were good.
My coworkers must think I'm a complete crack whore. I often come to work with bloodshot eyes smelling of booze. Wow. Gooo me. This phase will be over shortly I'm sure.
This is all for now. |
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| Grand. |
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| 04:13pm 08/10/2004 |
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I think my sex drive has made a comeback.
It likes to surprise me with inappropriate dreams that cause me to wake up grinding my bed.
In other less perverse news, I'm really sick of trying.
Things don't really work out, so why put forth effort? It seems silly.
I have heartburn. The End. |
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| Everything you've wanted to know about me. |
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| 12:36pm 27/09/2004 |
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mood:  touched
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I enjoy flossing.
I also enjoy Q-tips. Clean ears are a must.
I think that being naked, or extremely close to naked at a party is completely acceptable.
I feel that there may be such a creature known as a Falafel Raptor.
I'm not okay with nipples. Though I think life without them could be odd.
I'd like to rent a house with all my friends, but fear it would lessen my lifespan greatly.
I'm angry, all the time.
I have a mysterious bump on the side of my head that hurts each time I open my mouth.
I'm nutso about weight gain and perceive myself to have the build someone in the NFL.
I get very excited when I see small furry animals, yet I get very ill when I see small furry children.
I think that boys are mutants from another planet and have plans of creating a special island (much like Leper's Island) for them to take up residency on. They will be transported on inflatable rafts.
I'm glad none of my female friends have facial hair. |
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| I love Nikki Graves. |
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| 10:34pm 20/09/2004 |
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My weekend was grand. Always catch your friends in some dark back bedroom where the party is definitely not, eating leftovers they found in the party host's fridge. Also, if someone is using the toilet, don't be afraid to pee in the tub! I can only hope that parties like this become a more regular occurence. I have a crush, it's pretty gay. I want my crush to not be one-sided, and am thinking that perhaps I should bring in a hypnotist to arrange this? It really may be my only chance here. Boys Boys Boys. A partner in crime/winter time snuggle-bunny is what I am missing. Fix it. |
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| Back Again |
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| 08:54pm 16/09/2004 |
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Did I really want to get away, or was my mind playing tricks on me?
My days are filled with uncertainty.
I'm fucking up shit for myself again (way to go champ!).
Drink up kid, things will get better. |
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| No Thanks. |
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| 09:01am 07/09/2004 |
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I've taken up residency in Bum-Out City. There are a few things that you should know about my new location..
1. Being lonely is a form of employment.
2. Sleeping and Eating in excess are hobbies.
This weekend:
* I was L-A-M-E to the max. I chose to spend my weekend away from friends and inside my room.
* I did leave my house to get tattooed. I also went on an adventure with Bill on Monday. Hello IKEA! Also, Foxwoods is depressing. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't a bunch of 80 year olds chain smoking while spending their life savings on slot machines.
* Some things I miss, others I do not. I wish my life were just a bit easier at times.
* School begins today, I'm not excited. I was excited for about a week or two, but now I'm just tired and wanting ice cream.
If anyone would like to drop some bombs on my city (Bum-Out City that is), please feel free to do so. |
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| 03:33am 03/09/2004 |
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Here is a good one...
Fuck You.
I have no faith in humanity.
I never had much to begin with. People don't always get what they deserve.
Crying myself to sleep is key, right?
I don't need a pity party, I need a fucking handgun.
See if I leave my house again.
God, I can't wait to move. I've been punished by circumstance mutiple times this year, will it ever end? |
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| Marie Callander is my bitch. |
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| 08:38am 01/09/2004 |
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I am at work. I woke up excited about life. I figure this is due to the fact I'm probably still sort of drunk.
I hate sleeping alone at night (random FYI).
Nikki Graves will soon be bearing my children.
Most exciting thing ever: dancing to Journey last night. |
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| Off to a good start. |
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| 12:34pm 31/08/2004 |
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Though I woke up feeling as though the grim reaper was sitting on my pillow whispering sweet nothings to me, I am now pretty estatic about my day.
How did my day suddenly brighten up? Two words.. Taco Bell.
For once they fucked up my order in a positive way. Yes, thats right I am now the proud owner of two quesadillas. I will not possibly be able to eat both of them, but I am experiencing a certain level of joy just looking at them.
Oh, I'm running some sort of 5K race thing. It's okay to laugh.. |
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| Hot fun in the summertime. |
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| 08:35am 25/08/2004 |
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Wow. That pretty much sums up how I feel about a select few in my life currently.
I'm definitely dreading the ending of summer.
Imagine if I had a lazy eye? Sometimes I wish I did. It'd be pretty dope.
Right now I want my bed and pillows, along with a breadstick (or 30) from the Olive Garden.
This is all. Someone please shoot me so that I can go home sick. |
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| Moderation |
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| 04:10pm 21/07/2004 |
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I'm not familiar with the term moderation. I'd like to get to know it better and perhaps apply it to my life.
I obtained a kitten and named him Creepy. Creepy makes weird noises whenever I am ignoring him. Every morning I wake up to find him sleeping soundly on top of me. He also purrs like a machine.
Currently I am on a mission to fix my car. While I enjoy driving the 91 Cabeast.. it is just that.. a beast. To complete my mission I have taken on a 2nd job at a place which is similiar to the bowels of hell, just not as hot. Despite my 70-75 hour work week, I have no money and my car isn't anywhere close to being fixed. I'm slightly baffled by this.
I must now depart to hell.
I am accepting donations. |
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| How I knew today would be a good day. |
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| 01:32pm 01/07/2004 |
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1. Woke up at 6 a.m., crawled over to my alarm clock and shut it off. Moments later I found myself vomiting in the bathroom. (perhaps the idea of waking up to go to work makes me physically ill).
2. Once I'd collected myself and ventured out to my couch with wheels, I noticed a tire had gone almost completely flat. Hooray! Hooray!
Currently I am sitting at my desk with papers surrounding me that require attention. They are getting none, and haven't been getting any due to my current obsession. My obsession being petfinder.org. Yes, thats right I want 1 small, furry, double pawed, male kitten PLEASE. I also don't want to pay $75 for it. So I sit listening to Snoop Dog perusing this petfinder.org site.
We're just some niggas who on tha mic. |
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| Yet another quiz |
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| 02:51pm 16/06/2004 |
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You're Cat's Cradle!
by Kurt Vonnegut
You believe quite firmly that free will deserted you long ago and far
away. As a result, it's hard to take responsibility for anything. Even though you show
great potential as a leader of a small 3rd world country, the choices are all made ahead
of time. You're rather fond of games involving string. Your fear of nuclear weaponry is
trumped only by your fear of ice.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
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| Now what yo |
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| 11:03am 04/06/2004 |
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You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves
your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling
he/she is dreaming. Quite effective; the kiss
that never lessens and always blows your
partner away like the first time.
What kind of kiss are you?
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| 08:13am 23/04/2004 |
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Just when I thought things were finally settling down...
Add 2 new variables to my already confusing life..
1 serious, 1 toy..
I think flipping a coin is a good way to make choices. If only I could decide whether to call heads or tails.
Spring is here. Yay.
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