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[Monday
January 30th, 2006
5:12pm] |
To save time, I'm making a new journal.
I'll probably add everyone on my list, so if someone randomly adds you then that's me.
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[Tuesday
January 24th, 2006
10:04pm] |
True Story:
I'm waiting for the bus, and this car passes by, and the guy in the car is staring me down. So I stare back in a "what the fuck are you looking at?" way, 'cause I'm such a rebel...Anyway, this dude just fucking stops all of a sudden, pulls the fuck around and pulls up to me and rolls his window down.
Him: Do I know you? Do you know me? You were looking at me.
Me: Nah, I don't think so.
Him: Okay...do you want a ride?
Me: I'm good.
Him: It's okay...I'll give you a ride. It's very cold. I'm worried about the cold.
Me: Really, I'm okay.
Him: I work at the school (gestures to Clague and Logan) I won't hurt you.
Me: It's okay, man. I'm good.
Him: Do you want to see my ID? I'm just worried about the cold.
He starts fiddling around with his pocket, it looks like there's nothing in there.
Me: No, it's okay, the bus will be here in a minute. It's really okay.
Him: Just get in the car, it's fine.
Me: No. It's okay.
Him: Okay...Are you sure? You can just get in the car, I'm not going to hurt you.
Me: I'm fine.
Him: Okay...
And he rolls up the window and speeds the fuck away.
Then the bus comes, and I call Gabe and we joke around about it and stuff and I chill and eat pancakes with salt at Fleetwood (don't try it.)
THEN
Then I take the bus home, and I tell my mom and my brother, and she calls the PoPo, and they come over to my house and file a report. The Cop's name was Tom and my mom said he looked like he could kick ass, which made him laugh and he said it was just the puffy coat. Also he wrote fast and was nice.
So, uh, that was my day! And on lighter, less pedophile notes, I licked Charles's neck today and sat at Fleetwood for a long time with him, Carlos and Gabe.
So...uh...Yes.
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[Tuesday
January 24th, 2006
4:18pm] |
Some motherfucker tried to get me into his car, so, uh, now the police are coming to my house and I have to talk to them.
Also I have to pee.
This is definitely interesting.
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| poemz by Amos and Erastus |
[Sunday
January 22nd, 2006
10:04pm] |
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The Quiet World
In an effort to get people to look
into each other's eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly a hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.
When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn't respond,
I know she's used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe
verbvjskfnc
fuck the poets of the past, my friends.
there are no beautiful suicides
just cold corpses with shit in their pants
& the end of the gifts.
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| birfdayz |
[Tuesday
January 10th, 2006
9:54pm] |
Today is Ben's birthday, happy birthday Ben. I hope you liked your day. I certainly had a good time. Sorry for all the abuse I give you. Physically AND verbally. (can you say "1-month-and-2-days"??!?!?)
But really and seriously, happy birthday.
(In A Coma)
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[Sunday
January 8th, 2006
9:27pm] |
I'm always tired when I should be awake.
I can't think of anything to write here anymore.
I could use seeing Kevin and getting a Kevin hug because no hugs are better.
Also maybe talking to Driftwood Ben or my wife.
I still can't think of anything to write here.
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[Sunday
January 1st, 2006
9:54pm] |
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fuck that
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[Saturday
December 17th, 2005
9:31pm] |
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DRESDEN DOLLS/DAN BERN/THE KILLERS/EVERYTHINGAWESOMEONEARTH |
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( I'm on an awesome music kick tonight )
I am having difficulties cutting down 254 songs to a reasonable sized CD and quenching my need to buy a baby toy accordian for my buddy.
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[Sunday
December 11th, 2005
4:49pm] |
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the left rights - darth vader (who gives a sith) |
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( lolz )
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[Thursday
December 8th, 2005
6:35am] |
It's my birthday...
:)
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[Friday
December 2nd, 2005
9:28pm] |
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Custom/Audible - Morning Spank/October Song |
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My new shoes.
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[Wednesday
November 30th, 2005
8:06pm] |
This is my mother:
She knows I like stars,
She knows I'm sick,
She finds the perfect answer.
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[Sunday
November 27th, 2005
5:53pm] |
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DJ Tanner giving a heartfelt speech to Steph |
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I miss ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) driftwoodsun
Mr. Ben Driftwood, I think you should definitely come to my house so we can have a nice conversation. Or maybe a cafe by my house because I don't really like people coming to my house.
Please?
Sincerely,
Eva
( Some information )
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| first translation, then meaning |
[Saturday
November 26th, 2005
4:27pm] |
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adam and ben rustling papers and me sniffling |
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Всем здрасьти! Доктор, уже с неделю покалывает справа вбоку около пупа, в области где аппендикс. . но если ложишься и нажимаешь... открыть
(конференция терапевт)
sounds like:
vsyem edrastee! doktor, ooshyeh see nyedyelu pokalvayet sprava okolo poopa, v oblastee gdyeh appyehndeeks. . no yehslee losheeshchseya e nashmayehshch... otkrit
(konferyencheya terapyehvet)
( more, because I'm psyched )
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| I love this kid |
[Friday
November 25th, 2005
7:19pm] |
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Black Eyed Peas - My Humps |
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Der Ava and adim,
I hred you era comeing to my Thanksgiving prty. I am very hapy of course you are already here but I just wantid to give it to you now. When I com doun frome the bathrum I Hope We can play sordenz agin.
you frind
Lorenzo
P.S.
dtroet baskit ball!
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