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180 Weeks ago I made a post on this blog. Time has seemed to chaotically blend together lately.
180 weeks. 180 degrees.
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[07 May 2006|12:13am] |
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I'm watching the Sandlot right now. I always liked this movie. Probably because it reminds be of childhood, and happiness. It's a shame the movie centers around one of the most mundane sports ever created by humans.
Baseball sucks. I hate baseball. Always have.
I hate all the stupid pinstriped guys scratching their balls and spitting chew all over for three, sometimes four or more hours.
I'd rather watch golf because it's more action-packed.
To this day I cannot fathom the idea of going to the ballpark and sitting on my ass drinking $9.00 beers all night, while watching some washed-up roided old men throw a little ball around.
It's a shame their million dollar salaries just aren't good enough for them.
btw
FUCK THE LAKERS
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[04 May 2006|03:35pm] |
I HATH AWAKENED.
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[29 Dec 2005|12:27pm] |
FREE MONEY > FREE WORLD.
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[26 Dec 2005|10:20pm] |
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The most preposterous notion that Homo Sapiens has up dreamed up is that the Lord God of Creation, Shaper and Ruler of all the Universes, wants the saccharine adoration of His creatures, can be swayed by their prayers, and becomes petulant if He does not recieve this flattery.
Yet this absurd fantasy, without a shred of evidence to bolster it, pays all the expenses of the oldest, largest, and least productive industry in all history.
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[14 Dec 2005|01:45am] |
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RIP TOOKIE
you earned it, champ.
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[28 Nov 2005|12:28am] |
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sing to 50-cent's new single, "Window Shopper".
Yea you's a albertsons bagger
Yo' pay sucks, I think I know why
Yea you's a albertsons bagger
In the grocery store, baggin shit that they buy
Yea you's a albertsons bagger
Done wit' yo' shift, now time to get high
Yea you's a albertsons bagger
Mad as fuck when I see you not try
Summertime in the dairy box yo hands milky
Im on the grind, I hate all the bums cuz they filthy
Funny how a bagger get the belt facing at me
Anyhow, checka's aint got the heart to get at me
I'll get down, casa de oro's the hood that I come from
So I cruise to yo' department with my order gun
You know the GOT, aint gonna follow that bullshit
give me a carrot and ill trade you a parsnip
It aint my fault that your rudabaga's a turnip
At the checkstand minimum wage what you're earnin
Everybody mad when i bag and it's not right
When I come around y'all baggers better bag right
When you got the shit down, you can hear the checkstand beep
When we baggin' baggin' baggin'
Shut your clock down, quick to take a break in a slump
nigga When we baggin' baggin' baggin'
I wrote this myself after being inspired by one of my co-workers, Alex.
lol
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[10 Nov 2005|01:12am] |
ugh, fuck this shit.
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[30 Oct 2005|01:38am] |
You fit in with:
Atheism
Your ideals mostly resemble those of an Atheist. You have very little faith and you are very focused on intellectual endeavors. You value objective proof over intuition or subjective thoughts. You enjoy talking about ideas and tend to have a lot of in depth conversations with people.
100% scientific.
80% reason-oriented.
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Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com
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[06 Oct 2005|04:15pm] |
Today has been a cold fucking reminder of what it's like to go through a day sober.
frustration.
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[23 Sep 2005|10:21pm] |
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YOURE READING THE JOURNAL OF THE NEW MANAGER OF ALBERTSONS, yee.
promotions own.
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[11 Sep 2005|12:13am] |
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So, it turns out I'm taking a semester off from school due to the fact that I neglected to partake in some extra-curricular examination which turned out to be a mandatory procedure. Oh well, it's nice to have a little free time.
I do think being possessed by a demon or demonic spirit is a great way to meet new people.
ahhh, it's a great day to go fly a plane.
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[03 Sep 2005|08:09pm] |
In the words of Ric Flair,
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"
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[16 Aug 2005|10:39am] |
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Today was really tiring.
I got out of bed really late because my alarm clock has broken and I cannot afford a new one at the moment.
I feel a bit strange because we've just moved to Idaho and there's a weird smell in the house.
I'm so stoned.
Last night I had to finish my term paper on the history of pre-communist Russian society. I focussed on the needs of women. I think it's ok, but if I don't pass this I'll lose my scholarship.
I want to tell the world to get fucked.
I am updating this journal for the first time in ages, because I've been in prison.
Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's some photos of my cock.
I want to say thanks to the world for absolutely fucking nothing! You all suck. I feel so alone, no one ever reads this journal, or even comments to let me know that I'm not suffering alone. It's cold here, and I want to die, but I cannot figure out how many of you to take with me when I go.
I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, and should stop smoking drugs.
You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you who you're sexually compatible with.
SO I SAID FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111one11eleven
That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with some naked photos of myself. (Not safe for work - teehee).
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[15 Aug 2005|03:28am] |
As the fear washed over me, the only thing I could do was pull myself up and light another cigarette.
I'm trapped with no doors.
Ikon the cerebral hologram.
I'm goin to hell for hammering the 4 nails in christ.
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[29 Jul 2005|09:13pm] |
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I'm like a runaway slave with back scars.
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| REGENCY |
[25 Jul 2005|04:50pm] |
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fun weekend.
went to some great parties and met up with a lot of people I havn't seen in a while.
I can't believe I held all the liquor down.
It all started on Friday around midnight when brandon turned 21 officially. We headed down to Murphy Canyon for s party thrown by the best buy guys. Prolly was a good party but we kinda got there late and all the good shit had already gone down. A few people were completely trashed and needed help back to their vehicles.
On Saturday we all got up early to prepare for the alcohol poisoning to come, and around 1:00pm, we departed for the fuckin 40th floor Hyatt Elizabethan suite in downtown San Diego. A lavish room indeed, full of expensive false-bottom secret stash boxes and cabinets and a grand piano. We started drinking at 2:30pm by having a bass at the bar in the lobby. After that, we went back to the room and just chilled til everyone arrived. Soon, Erich says he just got in and I went downstairs to go get him cuz he couldn't find the room. When Erich got here, we just packed a few pipe loads, and drank a couple more beers.
Soon after, Brandon's family showed up and we sang a birthday jingle, and we headed to the bar upstairs and met his grandpa (the cool guy who payed for all this), and had a drink with him and Brandon's dad. We went back to the room and did a countless number of jell-o shooters that Brandon's uncle made for us.
Soon after, Corey, Gherna, Vince showed up and we proceded to head to the bars to get the night started, I was already buzzed ass at this point and I completely lose track of how much I'm drinking and how much money I'm spending but I don't care cuz it's not like I do this every night. The bars downtown own, all decorative ass.
After the bars we all went back to the hotel and met up with some randoms corey met downstairs and then bunch more ppl came but I was already way to wasted to remember who all came.
good times
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[23 Jul 2005|03:10am] |
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I don't know why, but I attract more black women than anyone I've ever seen.
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