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Wednesday, March 9th, 2005
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2:53 am
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| Monday, February 21st, 2005
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12:42 am
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"There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die."
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(1 hit | hit me)
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12:36 am
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fuck that, fuck fuck. FUCK YOU. you stood for courage in the face of adversity. you wanted justice not cowardice. how could you do this.
i only hope that the conditions surrounding this are beyond my comprehension and thus beyond my reprimand. fuck you thompson but i will always love you and you will always be the man who let me know how to focus my strengths, admit my weaknesses, and never give up.
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(hit me)
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12:30 am
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"buy the ticket, take the ride"
r.i.p.
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| Saturday, January 22nd, 2005
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9:02 pm
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| Friday, August 20th, 2004
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2:13 pm
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thurston moore has a masonna sticker on one of his guitars and that made me smile
go see that tour
oh hi i start my last undergrad semester on monday
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| Thursday, August 12th, 2004
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12:19 am
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SEVERAL THINGS
- i have internet again of the cable variety and i'm mostly moved in to the new apartment. well i'm all the way moved in but my room is in shambles. shambolic, you could say. yes that's a word fuck you. look it up why dontcha.
- go see harold and kumar
- i'm going to FRONT ROYAL and WASHINGTON DC AKA CHOCOLATE CITY on friday and will be back on wednesday and then on thursday SONIC YOUTH. these things are in all caps because they are IMPORTANT
- what else? not much. music room at ali's almost done! we haven't practiced in forever, damn business. busy-ness. i'm late on the grand theft auto 3: vice city train. damn this shit's fun.
ba dum dump
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| Tuesday, July 20th, 2004
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2:13 pm
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when you wash dishes at a thai joint you get free thai food THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT
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(9 hits | hit me)
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| Saturday, July 17th, 2004
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12:16 am
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actually, it's reading other people's livejournals that makes me not wanna write in this. who knows why...the things i'm gonna put here aren't what i'd rather be writing in anyway, i.e. i think at this point in my life i'm not really feeling the whole public everyone-reads-this blog. but the voyeur in me likes to peek at you other dudes and dudettes from time to time so i'll keep this active.
or maybe i'll start writing in this regularly again at some point? want some bullet points? here ya go
- desperately seeking employment after saying 'fuck you' to the calling center, oh dear
- need to start packing and need to help move musical equipment from the progress st. studio to the new basement pad. oh me oh my.
- there's a gameboy lying on my desk. w/ pokemon.
- emily's reading harry potter, i'm reading the great gatsby. yes i rock the classics. classicz.
- barry's been a huge help lately and i hope i'm being a help to him as well.
- i rented juilan donkey boy and i wonder if this is going to suck.
ok! which one of you is going to sonic youth with me next month, don't be shy
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| Wednesday, July 7th, 2004
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6:27 pm
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MILK MLIK LEMONADE AROUND THE CORNER FUDGE IS MADE fuck you
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| Wednesday, June 23rd, 2004
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12:40 am
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i dont write in this much anymore (!?!?!?)
but ive also been away and have some sort of ghost-ear infection or something. kinda there kinda not. ah hmm. i brought the gamecube back to my apartment and oh look! i went to the beach with family and special friend. it was as good as expected and i got some new sandals...which were important for walking on sand dunes with. the cold, super-fine black sand under the surface is the best. wiggle yr toes around in that and it's pretty much better than a lot of things right now.
except my headphones. those are pretty neat.
new job hunt!!~!~!
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| Wednesday, June 9th, 2004
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7:57 pm
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ashcroft's bullshit in congress yesterday was unbelievable
in case you weren't aware, this country's current administration is actively and shamelessly trying to destroy the geneva convention's protections against torture...and ashcroft's refusal yesterday to provide the memo to the CIA that allegedly offers conditions under which torture can be justified, all in the name of 'national security'
LKSHLKHGL:SKDHG:SLKDHG:LKLH:LSKDHG fuck fuck fuck arghhhh
dont let yourself be represented by those who fail to acknowledge the most basic of human rights
now that im all depressed and angry i'm going to go play gameboy and write my state representative
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2:02 pm
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| duploguy's LJ stalker is thesaddestsong! | | thesaddestsong is stalking you because another friend of yours told them you liked them. They are also in jail for murder! |
OH WHAT THE HELL LAURA
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| Monday, June 7th, 2004
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4:01 pm
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i've written too many emails to regurgitate it all here but aside from the drive to ass-fuckingly out-of-the-way covington, the weekend was mostly ok. distracting, mostly, which is what i needed considering the current situation and hmmmm...i need to purchase 'american movie', i'm really late on the boat but damn. it's just super.
a dreary, rainy night at the covington wal-mart with the fatbelly empty-tooths riding carnival rides in the adjacent parking lot was one of the weirest, saddest, but life-affirming moments i've had in the past year. i rode a ride for five tickets. one of the later Yes albums was blaring the whole time. it was like drugs without the drugs, but james was definitely robo-tripping.
fuck i need to make some silk-screens, let's get on that. oh but wait telemarketing today HOPE I DONT CALL YOU!!~
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| Saturday, June 5th, 2004
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1:41 am
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'u mad' in-joke aside, that bulldozer guy is officially Slammin-est Guy Of The Week
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12:42 am
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the shirt i am wearing now is incredible: a yip-yelled thanks to nnb for all the hard work put into it. i was counting on a picture tonight to accompany this thank-you, but that didn't come through. just imagine. imagine
with em still out of town for a week and change, i've been trying to use a lot of my free time to get things done. 'things done'. such an over-used term that it really doesn't mean anything. for me it means sleeping until 1pm and reading a bunch. some recording was done but it's questionable as to whether anymore will get done this weekend. i could definitely go in and work on some tracks, but daniel and ali are worn out with all of the recording they've done with teen sex party. or 4/4. or the latebloomers. or whatever that band is calling themselves now.
speaking of BANDS in all-caps, i could've seen NAUTICAL ALMANAC tonight in winston-salem but honestly? didn't really feel like filling the gas tank and doing the driving. watching american movie with some friends worked out just fine.
sleeping alone in this big bed just aint right. :| :| i'm a mushy fuck.
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| Friday, May 28th, 2004
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8:57 pm
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so in conjunction with the bullshit diet-for-lazy-people atkins fad, my mom has also decided to champion plastic surgery. again. so she'll look a person who got kicked to death when i see her tomorrow. fantastic.
oh and i drove to the social security office (THE ONE THATS AN HOUR AWAY HLKDGH) for naught today once i found out i didnt know my now-facially-reconstructed mom's social security number in order to get a re-issue of my social security, that my tummy-tucked mom lost sometime when i was a very young child.
but i cant stay frustrated with her, she was very sweet tonight on the phone. i just wish she didn't have such a bad self-image. i remember the horror during my high school years when i'd wake up in the morning to find my mom made-up like a starving latino prostitute, her eyes so blackened and highlighted that it almost made me gag. i could never find the heart to say anything, though. and maybe other people weren't as disgusted with it as i was. but oh well.
quick run though: new phone, car fixed, em being moved into her new place, band going well, blah blah
ok. i have sleepies in my eyes at 8:57 pm, um.
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8:24 pm
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oh christ i think im a telemarketer
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| Friday, May 21st, 2004
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4:31 pm
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whoa i got my car fixed for cheep cheep cheep cheap. ac fixed, fixed flat, fixed blinker, all the labor and new parts and under 100 bones woooooo.
i got an email from an out-of-town ali today that brightened my afternoon. plus lunch on the boudreaux's deck. wow if only it wasn't like a sweaty state park bathroom outside.
not much else to do today. looks like a job at the calling center is imminent though. abdonon all faith ye who enter that armpit of a place. it's like a 3rd grade classroom with all the cardboard cut outs of geometric shapes and animals that say BE POSITIVE or SMILE or whatever. i mean im down with being positive and smiling but i dont think im gonna convince many alumni to give more money than they have. or maybe i will.
or maybe ill get the job at the library and they can kiss my sweating ass. i wanna go hiking but its hot. whine whine whine. >:|
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| Thursday, May 20th, 2004
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2:00 am
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HEY I WAS GONE now im back. was in d.c. and had fun and just drove in and too tired to say what happened (right now, maybe later) and havent updated in this in a long time!?
mission of burma was amazing, if you care. braha. theyre old but still wow.
no one else is in my apartment so emily is naked with the door open OH MY
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