I am getting way ahead of myself.....as usual. The living room is only half painted and i'm running around moving shit in. Ah well I always wanted everything I own to have red polkadots.
Is that how you spell polkadots? If so what about these dots make them want to polka? This is obviously one of the deeper questions of life. I wil have to...
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Is that how you spell polkadots? If so what about these dots make them want to polka? This is obviously one of the deeper questions of life. I wil have to...
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thelefthand:
im gonna havta say that due to the majority of people named dot being like a gazillion years old, added to the fact that dots usually conglomerate in masses leads to the natural response of accordian playing and bad food. so free ink is almost always cause for travel. but if you do happen to look for more, ive been to a bunch of places in the citys and still, kyles that good. goin to the show? i know nothing about all the pretty horses but i'll pay the 7 bucks just for the keepaways....
MMM Painting the new place and scraping decades of malaria off of the kitchen. First part fun! Second part....a bit worrying. I'm not sure how the last tenant survived...but I saw him leave the other day so it seems that the malaria must be dormant....or something.
Painting the living room a bloody red and the ceiling tiles black and white checkerboard. This is so fun!...
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Painting the living room a bloody red and the ceiling tiles black and white checkerboard. This is so fun!...
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thelefthand:
get out where? duluth is about as full of fun stuff as a pooper scooper....sounds like that room would be bad for the average drug fiend..... 
cicatrix:
Ah but even pooper scoopers have their days. Like a few weeks ago I was picken up tha poop like a mad bastard and discovered that my roomie's dog had eaten my extra car key. That discovery was very fun 
But yeah...it's always fun to just go out to the Northshore and see old pals or go down to the Anchor for a buger...Duluth is not so much for the fun....more for the brrrrrr and crackheads. Ah well. Such is life.
But yeah...it's always fun to just go out to the Northshore and see old pals or go down to the Anchor for a buger...Duluth is not so much for the fun....more for the brrrrrr and crackheads. Ah well. Such is life.Wooohooo. I went and saw Keoki at the Saloon down in the Twin Cities. I'm not into that particular music scene anymore but man was it a blast from the past. Got my shoulder tat's finished and ran back up here in a goddamned snow storm with a puking friend in the backseat. Fun times.....well except for that last part.
Actually, the place I've found is kinda on the hill. But I"ve got four upstairs neighbors that I know and trust so it won't be so bad. I've had many a ghetto apartment so this won't be anything new. Though it is never fun to have to watch your back every time you step out the door...thus the friendly neighbors. Walk softly and carry a...
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Apartment hunting....again. I never thought I'd have to look for one of these damn things. The condecending landlords with their probing questions and "i'm just humoring you," eyes. Oh the varied joys.
Moving out of a house I own with my sister....cannot handle 5 18 year old roomies. I will gladly bow out and she can buy me out Thus my cat and I are...
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Moving out of a house I own with my sister....cannot handle 5 18 year old roomies. I will gladly bow out and she can buy me out
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thelefthand:
dont go up on the hill. they'll rape you for every cent and expect to be thanked....
A new semester of school....more fun classes. Finally, I'm almost done with college wooohoooo! Just two more, semesters left.....and a summer studying abroad in Scotland.
Anyways....yeah i hate journals. This may just be an exercise in futility.
Anyways....yeah i hate journals. This may just be an exercise in futility.
thelefthand:
even futility needs its exercise
Some how there is life after the mess that was Christmas and New Years.
Treatment...again.
C'est la vie, et je regrete rien....or something like that.
Looking foreward to getting on with this last year of college. Something safe to occupy both time and my mind.
Treatment...again.
C'est la vie, et je regrete rien....or something like that.
Looking foreward to getting on with this last year of college. Something safe to occupy both time and my mind.
Hmmm...a journal. I've never actrually kept up with one so this experiment will be a whole new world.
Good god...christmas. I can't believe another year has gone by already. Fuck...time moves fast ....well the days are long but the nights go quick
Trying to set up a meeting with a tat guy to get the ball rolling on my next piece but christmas time seems...
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Good god...christmas. I can't believe another year has gone by already. Fuck...time moves fast ....well the days are long but the nights go quick
Trying to set up a meeting with a tat guy to get the ball rolling on my next piece but christmas time seems...
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