Wednesday, February 27th, 2002
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6:48 am
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last night was good.
so all i can say is...
"police, eat a dick, straight up."
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12:11 am
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apollo anton ohno is going to be on leno. he was slick on the ice. his name helped him out too.
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Tuesday, February 26th, 2002
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9:13 am
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I don't think there can be a prouder mom at this point than the mom of this boy on TV right now. She's equipped complete with camcorder, smile, and pride. Her son is singing in a competition and holding his own in a field full of talented singers. Aside from the boy having a pleasing voice, he also has down syndrome.
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8:27 am
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you just got sucker punched
if someting made you believe
the world would turn
around your mascara
I'm right next to you
telling you to take 8
step that way
because you smell
like magazine pages
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Monday, February 25th, 2002
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9:23 am
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saturday night
I flew.
Out of a box that holds
20 breaths.
Out of a case the carries
24 bundles of fun grains.
I landed and slept
on a bed of highlights
with a scent of redken.
current music: morning again...martyr
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9:06 am
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While I have Indian food for the first time today,
you will be eating your own regrets
for the 8th time.
While my tongue stings from the spicy food,
yours will turn into a pork rind, you pig.
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Tuesday, February 19th, 2002
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12:23 am
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Your anticipation was left
to be fondled and fucked by dissappointment
then caressed by his boredom
soothed by his black and grey.
your expectations will not
stop me from wearing my
football cleats on your eggshells.
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Thursday, February 14th, 2002
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12:09 pm
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So appropriate. So much so, that I shamlessly stole it from  neuroticjesus. (hope you don't mind)
Should've known she'd be one of the few to know how to put it.
Thanks E
Don't let this day be quick to make your emotions for you. Just like the heart chocolates come in, they could be synthetic.
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9:32 am
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I'm in quite a dilemna. It's the commercialized hormonal holiday today and well...I have 2 options. I can either go with ****** and score some, well you know. Or I can stay home and watch the Charlie Brown Valentine's day special. It's been 10 years since Charlie Brown has had a new special. And I really do love Charlie Brown and the whole peanuts gang with their enormously out of proportioned big heads.
I'm favoring Charlie Brown as of now. She is just going to have to let down her britches some other time;P
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8:47 am
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Last night was simply entertaining. Launched at 530 pm when I got to Sherry's house. We dove right into the 12'er I had bought and were supposed to save some for Charles, but by the time arrived I had sucked down most of the supply (hangs head in complete shame). Then on our way we were to go see...
BEP
LYE
AEA
CDS
K..
So many very attractive females according to my alcohol eyes. Hanging out with women who were 34 but looked and acted 21 was far more fun than I would have imagined. Swimming in intoxication proved to be quite a good time especially with these women. The swimming had them WET without a bathing suit, not me. I had body shots off the 4 of them. Not my idea, of course. They just wanted to feeling my 12 gauge. They're reaction to my piercing was something to remember. Though I swear this is the last time, well because, I'm feeling the aftermath right now and can't really solve the equation. Nice time had in the pool of beer and tequila with women 1/3 older than I.
current music: swollen members...lady venom
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Tuesday, February 12th, 2002
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10:19 am
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Monday, February 11th, 2002
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12:25 pm
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your formal dagger
makes me foam.
it's shiny
in need of being sharpened.
slow to react
to a repetitive excuse
heard at last weeks ambush.
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12:12 pm
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lunch is ready. come get some. freshly made brushcetta. to wash it down, a napa sunrise. i truly believe april knows when i'm cooking, she always calls and asks whats for lunch.
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Sunday, February 10th, 2002
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1:42 am
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Oddly enough, it is very windy tonight.
Though that wasn't what blew her mind away,
for tonight=)
Sometimes I fail
but when I don't
no one ever knows where it came from.
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Saturday, February 9th, 2002
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7:35 pm
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Gotta dig up some cash, cigs, booze, and chika-dee's for tonigt. I'm on my way...
countervail
and
bane
She's not gonna like them. She insisted on going. She's going with extreme infatuation on her shoulder and overwhelming curiousity to see what I do there.
heh...neh.
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Thursday, February 7th, 2002
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11:54 am
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A twelver of Bud Ice-check
Pack of Reds-check
Lighter-check
Baseball Cap-check
Wet Suit-check
current mood: ready
current music: hatebreed (pirated new album)
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Wednesday, February 6th, 2002
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9:44 pm
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10:50 am
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My condolences go out to a girl that has quite a hangover. But it looks like she had a really wild time, so it's worth it. A hangover is usually worth the previous event that is responsible for it.
Jesus is on is way over (not the holy spirit). He says that he's with someone that wants to see me. I'm so curious. It could either be really good or really bad, but my curiousity has always had my number, so we're meeting up.
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Tuesday, February 5th, 2002
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12:32 pm
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My opposite (Dan) whom is a admire tremendously which says abundantly about him, because I do not hold many people in high regard, has left for Georgia. Him and I have been best friends since we were freshmen in high school. We played on teams together, went to the same univerity. I was the bestman at his wedding. He will be back in 8 weeks. Then leave for 12. He's going to miss the birth of his niece. I'm going to miss working out with him. His wife is going to miss him. I'm going to miss him. For being only 24, he is so well rounded as an individual.
He left at 5 am from LAX to Georgia for formal training. He is the only person I know that soaked his dream in crazy glue. I myself still do odd jobs. Substitute teaching, cook, and Turntable felon for an "entertainment venue" are just not cutting it anymore, seemingly. The free range of movement has been great, but I think that the time for me to mature in a career sense is nearing.
Structured anything was never part of me. Some Montesorri schooling. Having to go to a high school for math when I was only 11 was never fun. Some have told me many times that I'm just wasting. Dan gives me pamphlets of the thing that he knows he's always known me wanting to do.
Maybe it's time for me to unwrap this gift. Knowing myself all too well, I'll probably say,"there's always tomorrow." I need an ass icking of sorts.
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10:42 am
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Though, surprisingly glad to see 3 of them come to our game. They were our cheerleaders. A bit risque admittedly, but their intentions were good. The guys had never seen them before and asked where I had met them. The loud one (Cindy) jumped in quickly and said "we followed him home one day, just like a puppy dog."
current music: pavement
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10:28 am
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I suppose I should've expected this. I still expect us to come out on top one of these nights. Last night was just an ass kicking with little umbrellas in their drink and in our ass.
24-31
14-28
0-63
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Monday, February 4th, 2002
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12:35 pm
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she said she sank her star into
our conversation
when infact it was my gravity
and cigarette smoke
that emcompassed her
words and breaths making them
tolerable.
the waitress came back
reminding me that
we're not in a coliseum
putting down the shields
and resting them on her hair
and our dish
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12:15 pm
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not one of the lot wanted to believe me and my far fetched reasons as to why wager on them. They all fell for the "greatest show on turf" slogan. My reasons may have sounded a bit obscure and fairy-tale-like, but when they're of that nature, 9 out of 10 times, they're correct. I didn't want to go into in depth eplainations with them so I let them wager on the opposing RAMs. I put my money where my waves are, so to speak. Of course, it payed off, to the tune of 750 dollars. I was well unliked in the room through out the course of the game. My New England Patriots are now the reigning NFL Superbowl Champions. It was just an overwhelming gut feeling that I decided against using maalox. Now I can purchase such trivial ornaments like a new CD head unit for my car and a digital camera.
If anyone ever needs help wagering on sporting events, I'm the one for sure fire wins. I don't put money down on anything I have the slightest doubt. Only bet if absolutely sure. Hesitation is a sure sign of doubt and a precursor to loss. So in the course of this years playoffs, I made a decent amount but end up giving it back to the Las Vegas community via black jack sittings.
current music: hooverphonics...eden
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Sunday, February 3rd, 2002
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1:08 pm
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smoke through filters. becoming a filter myself. sifting out all nay sayers. stubborness isn't an adjective, it's a lifestyle. fuck you and your pre-determined borders.
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11:46 am - patriots, titans, and goldminers in 1949
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It has been a too long of a run for it to end in defeat. Very few, myself included believed they could get this far. I refused to wager against them. I wanted to enjoy them as a pure fan. Many on and off the field setbacks were set to make this a long season. Katzenmoyer going A-wall. Glenn being suspended. Bledsoe getting knocked out in the second game. Cox having his leg broken.
I was labeled a idiot living in fantasy world rooting for the Patriots. But isn't that what a fan does? So today while watching the game on some obscene 60 inch television screen, I will be dawning on my styrofoam Patriots hat and other ridiculous attire that I will never wear again unless found in the same situation.
So in short, FUCK THE RAMS! FUCK WARNER AND FUCK MARTZ! BIG PIECES OF SHIT!
current music: subzone...tunnel vision
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