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[Dec. 19th, 2006|04:03 am] |
My job works me so hard I'm too tired to do anything but appriciate things around me. Weird but true. The dog sleeping on the couch. The cat playing with the curtain. The soft glow of the old lamp that makes reading barely possible. The seven year old girl sleeping like a log drueling across the pillow. The pile of bikes in the living room. The comfort of a soft hoodie. It's weird to me. It's not satisfaction, it's just momentary comfort. That's what I need right now. Too much is happening. My mom has cancer. I have too many health problems again, but no cancer. I'm not scared at this point, just sad and tired. Anyone want to hang out that has another agenda besides sex? |
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[Nov. 30th, 2006|02:36 am] |
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Every interview I got to I get turned down. Semus really fucked me when he fired me. Fucking asshole. |
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[Nov. 17th, 2006|01:21 pm] |
Go to the sprockettes dance off and benifit tonight.
it's at the disjecta, right next to the burnside skate park.
Show me the pink will be playing.
starts at 7.
you go. |
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[Nov. 16th, 2006|02:53 am] |
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Captain reclusive strikes again! |
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[Oct. 31st, 2006|12:22 pm] |
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uggghhh, head... poop. |
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[Oct. 19th, 2006|11:10 pm] |
no job.
no money.
winter.
fuck. |
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[Sep. 16th, 2006|02:47 pm] |
Mission moustache.
Grow one, I am.
I'll have it done by the 28th, I wanna turn 23 with a stache. |
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[Sep. 13th, 2006|11:14 am] |
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Still being super reclusive. Yep, day hundred and somthing. The buzzcocks are kinda my soundtrack now too. |
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[Aug. 28th, 2006|02:19 pm] |
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I always loose my keys. |
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[Aug. 25th, 2006|12:14 am] |
Mental note to self:
Quit alienating exsisting freinds through neglect and abuse... no matter how much fun abuse is. I mean it buck-o. |
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[Aug. 19th, 2006|02:21 am] |
"I. Love. You.
Fuck it, lets get fat. I just ate a whole package of buffalo wings and now I go to consume a whole supream pizza whilst watching the d.... and I'm going to do it naked."
Yes I said this, yes I did this.
Yes, yes you love me for it. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2006|02:47 am] |
| [ | music |
| | buzzcocks - singles going steady | ] |
So... I've done nothing but work, get drunk and sit in my room for two or three months. I'm a fucking idiot and am wasteing my summer. I should do somthing about this. |
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[Aug. 7th, 2006|02:14 am] |
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So fucking reclusive. |
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[Aug. 2nd, 2006|02:48 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | the victim - five finger discount. | ] |
So, fell off the wagon and life is good again. I figured out that I can't stand people and need to just be alone for a while. I don't quite get it but fuck mosta' y'all fits it. It's not that I hate everyone, it's just that people in general get on my nerves. I guess this is my drunk way of saying I don't hate you if I havn't called back, I just need some montana sised personal space at the moment. That and I got dumped a few weeks back and the circumstances involved are still pissing me the holy fuck off. |
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[Jul. 27th, 2006|11:44 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | judas preist - anvil and the hammer | ] |
Update: skin disease back under controll.
I've decided to keep a log of all the disease that doctors confirm I have contracted in my myspace (thesillybastard@hotmail.com) For those of you who don't know me that well let me explain, I am a fucking disease factory. I have some life threatining or very uncomfterble comunicable disease every fucking three weeks. I'm starting to find this as funny as I do depressing. I'm trying to focus more on the funny. It's like when you walk into the street only to realize you've just walked fifteen feet infront of a speeding suv, all you can do is look into the grill of doom and laugh (thank you chuck). I've now sworn to myself I am going to have built a tall bike by my 23rd birthday. This gives me two months to get my ass in gear and start welding. Problem, I neither have a welder nor knowlage as to how to operate one. I am now going to PESTER THE HOLY FUCK out of everyone I know that does. Arn't I a great freind?
P.S. For those of you traveling right now, I envy your every breath. Even the half starving half frozen ones.
{edit}
I am also drunk, anything I type can't be held accountible. Fuck spelling. |
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[Jul. 25th, 2006|02:10 pm] |
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I have a deadly skin disease. Yay! |
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[Jul. 24th, 2006|01:25 am] |
Say it with me kids,
"MOTHER FUCK ISRAEL"
no, for real, fucking hope their government dies horribler plague ridden deaths. |
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[Jul. 18th, 2006|03:56 am] |
"Kid, consider adhd your own personal bullshit filter"
Best advice I ever gave, now I go to follow it. |
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