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I love the Producers. I've been working the touring show and now I've got that song stuck in my head. I think I'm going to get a picture of me with the nazi dancers tomorrow and send it to my parents. My mother would probably have a stroke.

My friend is in trouble with his girlfriend (they both are working the show with me) because...
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Another month has gone by, and so it is time for me to tell all of you poor bastards who accidentally read this about how boring my life is.

My birthday party last month was as devoid of my friends as one might expect. That's not to say people didn't show up, just that the ones who did were my roommate's friends, not mine.

I...
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On the off chance that anyone in the Tampa area reads this and needs a roommate (at least temporarily) let me know!

The two people who were supposed to move in with me have flaked out, and now I need to either find a new place to live, or find 2 new roommates really really fast.

(Pastrami + Roast Beef)
-------------------------------- = Happy Little Jew-Boy
Rye Bread


I can be such a stereotype sometimes...Oh well, off to manage my stocks and control the media!

OH GOD IT BURNS!!!!!!!!!!

Marilyn Manson touched me on Friday night. The bleach hasn't helped!!! It still burns!!! And now the STD tests are coming back positive for every disease known to man!!!

So I'm in the process of moving into my new place. I've decided that I will at least make a small attempt to update at least semi-regularly, even if nothing interesting happens, and to be at least marginally more active and social.

Fin.

Why is it that I never get the urge to go out and do things until 3am? Now everything is closed and there is nothing to do.

I hate people.


No one person in particular, and everyone specifically.






Except for sancho, but he's a penguin, so he doesn't *really* count as 'people.'