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Wednesday, July 19th, 2006
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12:05 pm - "My I.Q. Boils"
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"b's snail piers chit
shut erect babes ol
alley vex iq boils
stella alone 11th egypt"
This is a hidden message I got in an email about my resume.
Hello.
b's snail piers chit
We have found your resume on Job web site, and would like to offer you vacancy in our company.
If you interests, more detailed information you can receive on ours web
site: http://www.****.us/ ( please send us email for more information )
vacancy-mim@1zhuan.com
shut erect babes ol
We look forward to your reply.
alley vex iq boils
Thank you.
Best regards,
Miller & Morgans inc.
stella alone 11th egypt\
I bolded all the hidden shit. they used HTML to make it white and invisible. Luckily I highlight everything I read online.
It said it was a response also, which is even weirder.
Any help deciphering would be much appreciated.
Also, I don't even have a resume.
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| Sunday, July 16th, 2006
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4:06 am - Braindead.
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Tonight is my fourth night in the snow. It's not to good I don't think. I got an eightball on tuesday or something and stayed up pretty late doing it, sharing most of it, and I was happy about that. Once in awhile coke is a good thing; too expensive to want to get hooked too. I come home the next day and randy is doing a line of this shitty shitty coke. You could litterally taste the baking soda it was so bad, so I do some, feind like a motherfucker and we get some better shit.
I slept three hours that night and went to work.
And then there is tonight, I think we went through about 3 to 4 grams tonight. I'm not sure. Came home to coke, Zach bought some and then Jeremy bought some. I want to go back and be more clear on the whole subject but I don't really have the energy. Point is it added out to four grams.
I can't use AIM. Brandy banned it from her computer. It's sad, I like talking on AIM.
When I get myself a new computer I'll hit up everyone I miss.
It was weird last time I went on though. I didn't really talk to anyone except this one girl that I just used to get into arguments with. We had a good talk though. It was nice.
I have no headphones in my house and I am unable to sleep. Sad times indeed.
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| Saturday, June 17th, 2006
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5:43 am - Cocaine, Weddings and the Amtrak.
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And he sings, "There's still time to start again."
"In Bocca Al Lupo" is indeed a sick CD. It's more old timey sounding than their older shit. Also, much better Cello playing than before.
But I like old timey.
I'm digging my full time position. I'm using muscles I never thought I had and after only a week and a half, if that, of working there I've already noticed an increase of strength.
I am happy.
I was living with a good 5-6 people in my one bedroom with Brandy but we have managed to all split up at the same time. Zach is the only one that is goinc to come back, I hope.
There's really only a fifty-fifty chance of him coming back.
Make that seventy-thirty.
He's trying to get off drugs, specifically meth and shit, but he's hanging out with tweekers most of the time.
"We are helping each other work on getting off shit."
More like rolling puddles in the bathroom and passing out from drinking too much.
Since that cat is going to Idaho on Sunday (it was supposed to be sooner) he's just been dicking off and trying to have sex with this girl Nona. He's been working on her for about a month now I speculate, he's gotten head of course, but that is no feat. Not from a girl like her. He had the perfect chance too. She told him she won't sex him because he's a drug addict and instead of saying something like, "I want to change that for you but I need your help," and more than likely winning her over he just said like, "oh," or something.
Much to learn he has.
As for Jay, I broke his nose on accident by the way, his best friend's dad from Montana came to Humboldt in search for him and bought him a phone, is getting him a house with free rent, getting him a car, paying off his tickets and moving his mom up here.
I can't say why. I don't even know why. I just know this cat is running from the law for some reason.
Sky and Titties got in a fight and we kicked them out. So it goes.
It was Sky's fault also so he's not allowed. He doesn't exactly know this yet but he will soon enough.
I have more coke to do. And then a wedding. I hope I can sneak in a nap before 2.
Shit. Everytime I come back to So-Cal I always make life harder than it should be with dumb decisions. Allthough these last two days were riddled with them.
And by the way, everyone please thank Brandy for getting my ass on track and making me a more responsible adult.
"Thank you Brandy!"
current mood:  Crashing
current music: The Devil Drives - Murder By Death
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| Tuesday, June 6th, 2006
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10:42 pm - What is up with probation?
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I have full time now.
6 to 7 days a week, 8 to 12 hours a day.
I worked 12 hours today and I'm so horny.
A couple friends from So-Cal came by today. It was rad
I am so drunk.
So drunk.
And Murder By Deaths' new album isn't bad at all. It's really growing on me.
I am so drunk.
Time to google search some porn.
:D
current mood: Horny
current music: Brother - Murder by Death
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| Friday, May 26th, 2006
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9:47 pm - Drunk before noon. Four days a week.
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I am too sick to be worried about a clever title.
Like they's ever clever anyways.
That sentence rolls off the tounge, I dig it.
I pre ordered "In Bocca Al Lupo".I t is sick, I must say, sick. Allthough not their best album ever.
It also came with a shirt and shit. For only 18 dollars and some change. :D
I love shirts. I love them.
So day before yesterday we all got drunk at about 10 in the morning. Maybe earlier. I can't even remember when we started drinking. And Zach and I are having a skank pit, I think to like Mustard Plug or Choking Victim or some type of emo/screamo ska genre and my roomate Jay comes in a pushes Zach, who, consequently, falls into me and then I fall right into the pew.
Now I'm drunk, and in pain, so I get up, realize Jay pushed Zach, jump over my coffee table onto Jay and swing at him.
I meant to hit him in like the shoulder or something but I ended up breaking his fuckinig nose.
Oops.
Next day, we start drinking about the same time and some fifteen year old broad, who is my friends' girlfriend, gets all drunk with us. Titties thinks it's a good idea to give this broad some exstacy, so he splits half a pill with her.
she starts rolling and getting all crazy and shit, as is expected, then they go for a drive up to the redwood forest, Her, Titties and like, three or four of my roomates. Her boyfriend too.
They end up crashing into a ditch and calling us like, "Get a whinch and pull us out of this ditch!".
We go over there, whinchless of course, and as we start to drive up the narrow squirrely ass road to get them a cop pulls in front of us. Sos I call titties and tell him and they run. All except for my friend Zach who ends up going to jail for like 3 hours.
Bitch starts having seizures or something crazy and they take her to a friend of mines house.
This friend of mine has SNES emulators and a controller to go with it. So much fun.
I got to play Donkey Kong Country 2 today. It was fun.
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| Monday, May 1st, 2006
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8:48 am - Rabbit, rabbit.
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So bored.
All I have to do is play Solitaire.
Solitaire. Solitaire. Solitaire.
I was supposed to go to work today but I accidentally got some methemphetamines in my nose.
Oops.
I totally knew better too. I hope they aren't mad.
So Zach walks into my room and he says to me, he says, "Hey, this kid out here's got some dope."
So I says, "Coke or Meth?"
"meth"
And I quit that shit, like months ago.
so he leaves and I'm trying to go to sleep but I can't. I'm not fiending or anything, he just got my suspicions riled.
So I put on pants and go out there. They do have meth, and kid is like, "You want some?" and I of course say yes.
I have this thing where I won't buy drugs anymore, (except for some peruvian flake that I just must have) but I'l do them if they's thrown at me. This kid hella threw it at me.
So three little lines, I think, and about 12 hours later I'm still up.
I didn't even feel geeked. It sucked.
I want some of that Peruvian flake. YARR!
Are drugs ok on Livejournal? I don't even know.
current mood:  Crashing...still.
current music: Deltron 3030 - Madness.
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| Wednesday, March 22nd, 2006
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9:56 am - "Hella Burly Dank"
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I just spent the last week and a half of my life in So Cal.
It wasn't horrible but it wasn't amazing either. It stressed out Brandy bad so that made me stress some. There was drama beyond drama the whole time, with Lea and and shit. I dunno.
I jammed with Justin though, that was fun. Did all our old Associates shit and shit.
They all made fun of my new slang.
I did some coke. Allthough not enough to really appease my nasals.
I did enough meth to get me geetered for a night, though only once, I'm not as reckless as I once was a couple months ago.
I don't know how I'm going to make rent.
Just woke up, Lightheaded from the first cigarette of the morning.
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| Saturday, March 4th, 2006
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6:39 pm - Humboldt Nation.
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I am now living in Humboldt.
Since I've left Georgia my life has been "hella" hectic.
I've done too much to even write about. I also don't even remember half of the shit I've done. Probably more.
Cocaine, Ecstacy, Meth, Pot, Mushrooms, It's all better out here. And much more accessible.
I wish I could mail these drugs to all you people. The quality and price man. It's just amazing. How it just shows up too. It's fucking weird.
Met this cat on the "Plaza". He's homeless, as is everyone on the plaza. He calls up one night and comes over and we do a 4-ball of meth that night. Stay up all night.
Brandy comes home from So-Cal with a 4-ball of Coke and we stay up all day. From 6am to midnight.
A homie of a homie comes to stay over with like 2 pounds of mushrooms that he picked and ground up and we make tons of chocolates.
When I first got to So-Cal I stayed up for 3 days doing gram lines of cocaine every hour for those three days, about.
It's craziness.
Granted, I'm not to proud of all the drug use, and I don't mean to brag if it seems as much. I just thought I'd inform everyone of the life I am now living.
I am also currently drunk, so if this entry seems inconprehensible that is the reason. :D
On the 11th is ska concert. Then two weeks of So-Cal.
I am rather scared I must admit. I really don't want to go. but I do. So I'll go anyways.
I also want my mom to stop contacting me on Myspace. >:O
She threw out all my shit that I had there, granted I don't blame her, but now she wants me to sign my car over to her, which I'm not going to do anymore, so, I dunno.
DRUNK!
current mood:  Drunk.
current music: Brand New - The Quiet Things The No One Ever Knows
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| Monday, November 28th, 2005
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6:59 pm - Dodgers fucked the ducks?
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I don't write much anymore.
I can't make it happen. I can't write what I feel right now. Or at least I don't feel like taking the time anymore.
Or maybe I have fried my fragile brain. Dumb brain.
Wes and Megan saved me from a horrible thanksgiving. then we drank.
Next day Wes picked Lee and I up and we drank at their house. Then, after I was spinning and about to pass out Lee and Megan and Wes come in with about 6 rolls and I ate 1 and a half.
Then I didn't sleep.
Aaron came over that night also. I love Aaron. I wish Aaron lived with me. I LOVE YOU AARON! (He won't read this)
I hung out with Aaron the next day also and we were going to go to the mall. Instead we went to Starbucks and hung out with Shannon and her friend whose name starts with a "C". haha. I can't believe I still can't remember her name.
there were other people also. But they weren't as cool as Shannon and her friend.
Then I went back to Wes and Megans and people were freaking out.
"The weed has PCP in it Damir. Life is just a story, I don't really exist."
"The world is all yellow and pink and bright green."
He felt as if he was tumbling up into the corners of the walls, which were also tumbling, and there were rainbows.
Lizzy is coming over to make everything better again. She is also taking far too long to get here.
current mood:  stoned
current music: Karate - Number six
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| Monday, November 7th, 2005
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1:31 pm - I said, "Kiss me you're beautiful."
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So now I'm out a guitar, a mandolin, and three pedals.
But at least I can make it to work and eat and shit. It was worth it. I didn't even hesitate, which I find strange actually. I think it's because I made the decision to sell all this shit a long time ago but just never got around to doing so.
Then my reason was gone. My sacrifice forgotten.
I feel it's more of an investment now. I'll be able to buy all that shit back, which I won't, if I want to. I"m actually going to get mostly new equipment. Unless I decide to buy a motorcycle and bike to Washington with Lee as we were talking about today.
I like Godspeed. Specifically the album "F#a# (infinity)".
I've decided to write mostly instrumentals because I suck at writing lyrics. Maybe if I get around to it I'll write some lyrics in the future, but I think mostly instrumentals with long drawn out psuedo-intellectual monologues and shit.
:D
::Gibberish::
Lee is too good to me. What with all his cooking and shit.
Oh, The Boondocks was amazing last night. If you didn't see it you should watch the re-run on Saturday at Midnight.
current mood:  These are truly our last days.
current music: Godspeed You Black Emperor! - The Dead Flag Blues
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| Saturday, November 5th, 2005
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2:38 am - Ow.
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My throat hurts. I guess from smoking.
And one of my back teeth hurts. I guess a cavity. From smoking and Pepsi. Oh you devil Pepsi.
Also, my forearm mysteriously hurts. Hmm..
I am supposed to write Titties in jail but I don't know if I will. I mean, I said I wouldn't but like, that guy loves me and shit. And I know he's a real pussy so if I didn't write him and I saw him again he might shank me or someshit. Haha. I'm also still kinda pissed at him about the shit he said about Bruce. That fucker.
I love you anyways Titties. Even though I bet you'll never read this. I wonder what he got locked up for this time. I don't remember him telling me in his letter.
The Girl came by today and I made her drive Lee and I to Mediterranean Grill where Lee and I grubbed on delicious sandwiches. Lee with his lamb gyro and I with my FALAFEL!
The Girl said it smelled bad and didn't want any. So I made fun of her.
Har har har. Then we hit up the Pawn Shop. PAWN SHOP!
Birthdays are coming up. Like it really matters though, I never buy anyone anything for their birthdays. Some traditions should be broken though.
"Gosh, stop being so selfish Damir!"
now my tummy hurts. Coffee makes Damirs' tummy hurt. D:
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| Wednesday, November 2nd, 2005
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8:38 pm - bum bum boow.
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Damir took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test! "Desires protection against anything which might ex..."
Click here to read the rest of the results.
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current mood: Where is my sick?
current music: Ted Leo - Saint John The divine.
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4:11 am - Remember The Skinny Crew?
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2:44 am - I Have "-isms"
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I have cigarettes, therefore I am a happy "damirs".
Lee got a Livejournal. har har.
I wanted to link it like everyone else can. with the LJ face thing and all that. but fuck this FAQ. Why can't they just make it like every other damn website?!!?
JESUS CHRIST! Out all of my year of browsing websites I have never found one so absurdly difficult to use.
Why the hell can't I update shit from anywhere? Why do I have to like, click back or go to my profile to update anything? Is it because I am mooching bandwidth? Can't they just make a simple link for me to use that will take me to my "/update.bml?.." or whatever shit? Garsh.
Enough of that. I miss my ASC Brats/Broads/Bitches. I feel the need to hang out with my college friends. They give me ambition to better myself. And, oh how I need ambition.
We moved the mac. I sold my guitar. Saturday was some craziness. Halloween was craziness. Everything is crazy and Damir is finally getting his life back together.
I apologize for my worthlessness everyone. Especially to the ones it has effected most. i.e. Bruce, Lee and Rachel. Molly too. Thank you for the lamb Molly. La-a-a-a-a-amb.
FDNY is overrun with gays and they aren't getting half the fires out.
LISTEN TO TED LEO! You FUCKS! YARR!
God how I've missed drinking. And "candy". Mmmm... nosebleeds.
current mood:  My Leg Itches.
current music: Ted Leo - The Gold Finch and The Red Oak Tree.
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| Friday, October 28th, 2005
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12:53 am - Seem More Like A Song Already!
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I read part of Hunter S. Thompsons' biography today at Borders. Then I wandered Stonecrest mall for awhile. Oooooooogled some hemp Adidas at Journeys and stumbled into Hot Topic. I couldn't control my laughter when I entered Hot topic. Some fucked up looking broad asked me if I needed help and I laughed at her too and then left. Also I saw KT's shirt there. Which also made me laugh.
Hung out at Buffalo's for awhile waiting for Lee to get his ass off work and a nice heated discussion about homosexuality with some black people. I never heard someone argue against homosexuality using ebonics and shit. I guess I'm just sheltered. Lee and I also met this guy, who kinda struck me as a child molester, and I talked to him about Sci-fi shit and movies and what not. He was quite knowledgeable if I might say so.
Then he offered to buy me a beer. 0)o
I've been hopping, skipping, jumping and counting a lot more lately. Perching also. I love perching. Probation tomorrow. WOO!
and I would like to thank all my new Agnes Scott friends for keeping Lee and I alive these past few weeks. Also for just being around when I was desperately bored and in dire need of a pick me up. sorry I'm broke and like, well, just a loser in general. Haha. I'm working on changing that shit and then I'll pay for YOU guys to eat and pay for YOUR gas and shit. Promises.
Life is generally getting easier. Maybe it's just my perception of things. I think the cold just makes people irritable and irrational and just genuinely upset all around. I still love winter though.
Oh, and I don't want to be responsible for party plans and shit. You guys figure out whatever is going to go on and just let me know. You can start the party without me also if it comes to that. Just pretend it's your house. Honest. But yeah, I'm just here to get "candy" and provide transportation.
So...yeah. <3? :D
current mood: Freezings.
current music: Bright Eyes - Pull My Hair.
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| Tuesday, October 25th, 2005
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7:31 pm - Dumb surveys and even dumber questions. Thanks alot Lisa.
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Click here.
Take the quiz.
Post your results.
( See what I said! )
EVERYONE USE FIREFOX!
current mood: Freezing my balls off. D:
current music: My Morning Jacket - Death Is The Easy Way,
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| Monday, October 24th, 2005
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2:09 am - I"m not linking this shit forthe sake of laziness.
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Kissed someone.
Smoked cigarettes.
Got so drunk you passed out.
Rode every ride at an amusement park.
Collected something really stupid.
Gone to a rock concert.
Helped someone.
Gone fishing.
Spun turn tables.
Watched four movies in one night.
Gone long periods of time with out sleep.
Lied to someone.
Been dumped.
Snorted cocaine.
Failed a class.
Smoked weed.
Dealt drugs. (I did this casually)
Taken a college level course.
Been in a car accident.
Been in a tornado.
Done hard drugs
Watched someone die.
Been to a funeral.
Burned yourself.
Ran a marathon.
Lost your virginity.
Your parents got divorced. (Step mom)
Cried yourself to sleep.
Spent over $200 in one day.
Flown on a plane.
Cheated on someone.
Been cheated on.
Written a 10 page letter.
Gone skiing.
Been sailing.
Cut yourself.
Had a best friend.
Lost someone you loved.
Shoplifted something.
Been to jail. (I was only being detained technically. But, you know, fuck you :-P)
Had detention.
Got in trouble for something you didn't do.
Stolen books from the library.
Gone to a different country.
Dropped out of school.
Been in a mental hospital.
Watched the "Harry Potter" movies.
Had an online diary.
Fired a gun.
Gambled in a casino.
Had a yard sale.
And a lemonade stand.
Been in a school play.
Been fired from a job. :D
Taken a lie detector test.
Swam with dolphins.
Gone to sea world.
Attempted suicide.
Voted for American/Australian Idol.
Written poetry.
Read more than 20 books a year.
Gone to Europe.
Loved someone you couldn't have.
Wondered about your sexuality.
Used a coloring book over age 12.
Had surgery.
Had stitches.
Taken a taxi.
Seen the Washington Monument
Had more than 5 IM's/online conversations going at once.
Overdosed. (Got the Hyacinth Blues?)
Had a drug or alcohol problem.
Been in a fist fight.
Suffered any form of abuse.
Had a hamster.
Petted a wild animal.
Used a credit card.
Gone surfing in California. (I body surfed)
Did "spirit day" at school.
Dyed your hair.
Got a tattoo.
Had something pierced.
Got straight A's.
Been on the Honor Roll.
Been handcuffed.
Known someone with HIV or AIDS.
Taken pictures with a webcam. videos too.
Started a fire.
Had a party while your parents weren't home.
Gotten caught having a party while they were gone.
Done surveys like this to pass the time.
Made online friends and met them in person.
Held your breath in a tunnel the entire time so that you could make a wish.
current mood: Kinda Tired. Kindaaa...
current music: Broken Social Scene - Cause = Time
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| Wednesday, October 19th, 2005
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7:33 am - Worthless?
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It's finally cold outside.
I am wearing my turtleneck. The one Bruce gave me. I am pretending I have no bottom jaw and am instead using the turtleneck as my bottom jaw.
I have a knit jaw. KNIT JAWWWRR!
So yeah. I've been fucking up. :D
Too often am I worthless. My penis has just fallen asleep. Weird.
I finally met Lisa. I say finally because, well, I never met her before. She was with Molly and she thought it weird that I knew a bunch of he girls at Agnes Scott. She said, "You know everyone here don't you?" Where I replied, "Not so much. I've seen your myspace."
She reminded me of Bruce. Not because she looked like Bruce, was currently dressed in something I could picture Bruce wearing, or that she even said anything remotely Bruce-esque. It was solely because she had a lot of freckles. Hahaha.
current mood: knitted.
current music: Bright Eyes - A New Arrangement.
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| Sunday, October 16th, 2005
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5:04 pm - PAAARK!! God Dammit!
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Talk about a boring week.
Somebody come HOOOOOMMEEE!
I wish to go to the park. I wish to walk around in said park. I wish to play in the sun.
Home?
current mood: PAAARK!
current music: Murder by Death - A Masters In Reverse Psychology.
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| Friday, October 14th, 2005
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11:39 pm - I was going to leave this as a comment, but Myspace be broken.
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I don't smoke nearly as often anymore. Even when I do smoke I don't want to smoke. Force of habit I guess. It's weird.
Maybe I should just quit. But then what would I do with all the money I don't have? shit.
Maybe I should just drink more. I like smoking when I'm drunk. Or rolling. Or even when I'm spun out of my fucking head. Hahaha.
I've been wanting to do some coke lately also. Damn not having money. Damn it to hell! YARR!
I have fallen in love with this picture. I want a bike still.
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