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| 03:04pm 27/10/2005 |
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i was never gonna post in this thing again...
but this is too good to let pass... this is what i came home to last night:
oh ben homola! |
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| 01:53am 06/10/2005 |
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fuck this thing. hang yourself. |
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| edit: A CALL TO ACTION!!! |
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| 09:46pm 29/09/2005 |
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PLEASE HELP ME AND ADD THIS BANNER TO YOUR MYSPACE PROFILES. leave a comment and i'll send you the code. as soon as i get the first pressing of shirts in, I'll have someone model them and get pictures up on the myspace page and let you know how you can get your hands on them until the online store goes up. fall in love. stay in love.
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| i have nothing of my own to say... |
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| 07:54pm 25/09/2005 |
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mood:  envious music: panic! at the disco
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Well Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Well Then think of what you did.
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch...a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet.
Sweetie you had me.
Girl, I was it look past the sweat
A better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No no no you know it will always just be me...
i wish i was so confident. |
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| breaking news: |
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| 10:39pm 02/09/2005 |
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this is the only Dude Bro we get along with:
he's still got his balls. and man, does he have some balls.
we bathed the shit outta him. |
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| THIS JUST IN: |
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| 09:09pm 02/09/2005 |
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we just became the owners of the sweetest dog ever. his name is Dude Bro. he'll beat your dog up. |
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| something has to change... |
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| 08:38pm 28/08/2005 |
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mood:  uncomfortable music: shakira performing on the vma's
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when did i turn 40?
I scoff at the rediculous antics, that are the VMAs. (although, MC Hammer even brought a smile to my face)
I prepare my own meals for the economic and health benefits of doing so.
I get in bed before midnight on the weekends, because I don't want to heavily disturb my routine of waking up early during the week.
The lady at Dunkin Donuts knows exactly how I take my coffee, and the gentleman at 7-11 has an Orlando Sentinel waiting at the counter for me when I approach to pay.
Wake me up. |
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| please don't shoot the piano player, he's doing the best he can. |
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| 09:05pm 16/08/2005 |
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mood:  depressed music: bright eyes and typing fingers in the background
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I'm gonna start taking piano lessons again. I begin tomorrow at 6:30. It's been like... 7 or 8 years since my last lesson. This should be interesting.
anything to occupy this broken mind. |
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| a post for the hearts still beating... |
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| 05:48pm 08/08/2005 |
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mood: rock bottom. music: keane
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i hate my job. i hate more than my job. i hate my life. in its current state. i hate who/what i've become. i hate the swamp. no. that doesn't even remotely do it justice. hate doesn't even approach the undying contempt i hold against that god-aweful vile terrain. i hate that for once i feel like i know where i want to be. and i despise that i don't have the slightest idea how to get there. (and i guarantee there is no swamp on the way.) i'm miserable. i said it. i don't want to be depressed again. i've wasted so much of my life, hating my life. i don't want this again.
i've developed quite the dependence on the few things that keep me sane. which, ironically, makes me feel more like i'm losing it.
i'd give everything for anything to feel right. |
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| 06:47pm 28/07/2005 |
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mood:  exhausted music: straylight run
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back to being a zombie. love it or leave it.
... but its good to know i still have a sense of humor:
the Wit
(60% dark, 30% spontaneous, 16% vulgar) | your humor style:
CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARK
You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean you're pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat.
I guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer. Your sense of humor takes the most effort to appreciate, but it's also the best, in my opinion.
Also, you probably loved the Office. If you don't know what I'm
talking about, check it out here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/.
PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart - Woody Allen - Ricky Gervais |  |
My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 67% on dark | | You scored higher than 7% on spontaneous | | You scored higher than 11% on vulgar |
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| 11:51pm 20/07/2005 |
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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. |
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| true story. |
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| 06:37am 20/07/2005 |
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one time i closed my eyes in the shower and faced the water. in a matter of what couldn't have been more than 30 seconds, i was so consumed by a rush of overwhelming thoughts (albeit they were pointless and laden with anxiety) that when i opened my eyes i had to remind myself where i was. |
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| today's match-up: |
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| 10:19am 09/07/2005 |
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mood:  frustrated
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Wayne - 0
Wayne's uncanny ability to fuck up anything good that comes his way - 6
I'd rather cry to lifeless heirlooms than assume somebody cares... |
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| New Orleans... it's not just new, it's improved. |
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| 12:44am 07/07/2005 |
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mood:  relaxed music: jazz is so calming
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New Orleans is awesome. The drive here was exhausting and long, but Ben and I made the best of it. So far we've been to a restaurant called Cooter Brown's, a clothing store called the Funky Monkey, and we've drank Olde English from a can. I can't complain. The tropical storm came last night and caused some trouble. It knocked down some trees, caused some power outtages. Nothing drastic. I think tomorrow we're gonna check out the Aquarium. Voodoo shops are creepy. VERY creepy. and the cemetaries here are even creepier. Beads hang from the trees year round... so I lifted up my shirt for the heck of it. Trolly cars are love. and the Mississippi River is gross. Tonight we went to a jazz club called Snug Harbor and watched Jason Marsallis play. It was incredible. I'll be home soon. Leave a light on.
stay beautiful,
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