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July 27th, 2006

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May 26th, 2006

12:28 am - Fucking fuckers that mother fuck... Fuckity fuck fuck fuck! Fuck! This is only spinning... turn turn turn... Why can I never have that mother fucking strip of plastic skip a beat... Must it be that well designed? Fuck the engineers that made this... I need this to brake already. I need a fucking brake! Man... I swear sometimes... Well, I actually swear a lot... You can see an example of this above... and no, I am not currently being driven by an alien substance... Fuck aliens... Why do they have to be all 'out of this world' and shit... What is so wrong with their world to want to come here and dominate us? Who the fuck would want to do that? And this sex-slave waste composite is really starting to strike a nerve or two... Speaking of nerves being hit over and over again like a grand piano... Fuck ...Pause... Love is a wonderful thing ladies and gentlemen... Indeed it is... It can get you out of the deepest swimming pool of frustration and hate at times... P.S. By the way... Those mother fuckers at Tricklock can count one less free-for-hire tecky at Revolutions this up coming winter... I'm sick of being left out of things... I'm sick of 75 dollar pay checks when they tell me I'll be getting payed between 75-150 dollars depending on how well I've worked (I only made one un-noticeable mistake, I was punctual with showing up on time, and I worked an extra week because they where getting so many viewers)... and I'm sick of bastard high schoolers taking my job... Fuck Tricklock, fuck Jewly (well... not really... I still like her for some odd reason... I wish her luck in her new maraige and I hope her wedding was enjoyable even though I wasn't invited...), and forcefully penetrate those ass-jacket pubescent high schoolers that think they own the place. God damn it! Is this really all because I wasn't apart of some reach out to the community project because I didn't know about it until it was too late? Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: The Internal Rage: My Head

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May 18th, 2006

05:46 pm I need you to know, We're not gonna live this down. We're never living this down. All is lost and none is found. Should we bury her now? Current Mood: creative Current Music: On Vynil - Revolution: The Beatles

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03:30 pm - A Vow A vow to live this talk. Gonna hack your body up. Gonna tear you limb from limb. Gonna feed you to the wind. When you're gone, Don't come back... Current Mood: creative Current Music: You're Killing Me: Pavement

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March 28th, 2006

02:16 pm - Bullet Proof...I Wish I Was I haven't updated in a while... A long ass while.... Hmmmm.... Kelly and Reza seem to be seeing each other in a significantly increasing amount... This normally wouldn't really bother me if circumstances where not as they are... I think her parents are gone now, so this allows her to spend the night here, which is unusual... because they usually spend it over at her place... I think they are spending the day together as well... I ran out of toothpicks... I hate when this happens because I usually can't get another pack for a bit... I dislike the feeling that my breathe smells all the time... I'm really nervous about seeing Radiohead live this summer... They just allowed people to buy tickets in Europe for their tour, but they sold out within minutes... I'm really hoping that is not the case here in the states, but something tells me there are just as many die-hard fans, like me, in the States as there are in Europe... Haven't you ever wished you where bullet proof? Heh... Sorry for the emoness... Current Mood: blank Current Music: False Flags - Massive Attack

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November 4th, 2005

02:17 pm - Don't Wake Me I think I need a week long nap... .... well... I guess that would be called a coma... not a nap... Yeah... I need a good coma... To just... disappear for a week... Current Mood: drained Current Music: Jynweythek Ylow, Aphex Twin

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September 24th, 2005

12:47 pm - It's been a while... Dear Mr. President Bush, Where are you? Where is our national guard? Where is your leadership? This fine nation has just been hit by two class five hurricanes in a less then a months period. Millions of people are going to be homeless for a long time and oil prices are going to hit yet another all time high. Why wasn't the first hurricane enough to wake you up from your nap? Is one hitting your home state going to be enough or are you going to ignore this one as well? What are you going to do about these disasters? Declare war on mother nature? Or have you already done that? Do you not find it odd that so many powerful hurricanes are hitting us when that has never happened in the past? Do you not find it a little bit odd that hurricanes are caused by the heating of the oceans? Where are you? Where is our national guard? Where is your leadership? This fine nation is in need of it. Why does it feel like the only thing that you are trying to do is divert blame? Why are you hiding? Dear Mr. President Bush, Do you know our countries history? The very first settlers came to this continent to escape religious prejudice. They were looking for a place to live in so that they can believe what they want to believe with out governmental interference. If you do know this, why are you trying so hard to be that government that they were running from? Why are you forcing your beliefs on everybody that lives here? Have you not heard of the simple concept of separation of church in state? And why do you fail when you try to combine the two? You attack gays because of a few verses of a book, but you reduce funding that supports the poor when this book has pages and pages on giving the poor a helping hand. Why do you seem so blind? Dear Friends and Readers, Heh, so many of you seem upset at the moment... Makes me feel a bit guilty... Chelsea, your an out going gal! You shouldn't worry to much about friends. Like a fine wine, all friendships take time, and all of your strong friendships back home or anywhere else are still alive. If you wish for 'Satellite' like experience just call one of us. I know I'm willing to listen. As for acting... Don't go into it looking for money... that might not happen. Just do it because it makes you feel good, because that is true richness of life. Not money, but loving who you are and what you are doing. Shannon, you worry too much sometimes. I bet the Caves is doing quite fine and has lots of stories now that you'll hear all about soon. Do you know the result from your try outs yet? You should tell me as soon as that happens. Lauren... You're too good to me and too hard on yourself. I love you so much. I hope one day you'll break the shackles of predetermined self-defeat and live. I hope I'm there to see that day as well. You've got wings love... Just gotta see them. Forest, dunno what is going on with you that much... but I do know this one thing... You've gotta find yourself a nice girl in Texas and have some fun... Too much work and no play make Jones a dull boy. With love to all (except Bush. He is a failure), Jonathan Jumped into the river, what did I see? Blacked eyed angles swam next to me. A moon full of stars and astral cars, and all the things I used to see. All my lovers were there with me. All my past and future, and we all went to heaven in a little row boat. There was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt. Current Mood: grateful Current Music: Pyramid Song, Radiohead

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August 29th, 2005

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