oubliette:
"I loved it!"
blackberrie:
yes... you did see me... i was home for a little bit. 
but now im stuck back in GA.. .
but now im stuck back in GA.. .
I just realized that I have been sitting in this chair, staring at the ceiling and idly fondling my beard for about 20 minutes. I'm supposed to be working, but I just can't concentrate. There is a huge inflatable air mattress set up behind me, and I can't feel it's eyes on the back of my skull even now, daring me to take a nap.
oubliette:
I'll stroke your beard! Stroke it like a fox!
ps- i miss you.
ps- i miss you.
oubliette:
pps- ITS doesn't get an apostrophe, you lummox!
I have "Business Time" by Flight of the Concords stuck in my head. I HATE a musical comedy act, but that song is mildly amusing, and pretty catchy to boot.
Some day, I will write something here that is interesting/funny/clever.
Some day, I will write something here that is interesting/funny/clever.
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blackberrie:
whatttttup brotha bone. hows life? i mean, being dead to me and all.
oubliette:
Ask an Indian for help.
Ask an Indian for help.
Hrmm.. for some reason, I've been down in the ol' dumps for the last week or so. I dunno why.
oubliette:
Dumps?! Why was I not informed?
seantastic:
I've heard about you!
Pills and whiskey have left me feeling groggy and distant. Worth the trouble though, because this weekend was the most fun I've had in a long while.
oubliette:
Wait, you had fun?! Where was I? I want the children to see!
Smegma
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oubliette:
Your profile picture is hot.
oubliette:
Oh yeah, I forgot this part:
"...and then one of his mustache hairs got stuck in my throat, and I barfed on him."
"...and then one of his mustache hairs got stuck in my throat, and I barfed on him."
I cannot for the life of me get The Electric Version by the New Pornographers out of my head.
The sound of God is the screech of tires, lights and magnets, bolts and wires, strayed from the road, this very one. Still to come, the sound of tires is the sound of God, the electric version. The power and blood will pulse through your song,...
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The sound of God is the screech of tires, lights and magnets, bolts and wires, strayed from the road, this very one. Still to come, the sound of tires is the sound of God, the electric version. The power and blood will pulse through your song,...
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Just returned from a successful trip to Atlantic City $400 richer. Had a good time with the lady for a few days, then the boys came down Friday. One of the bastards hit the $1500 jackpot on a slot machine.
Gambling is horribly addictive. Before I started winning, I imagine I lost about $200.
Fascinating eh?
Gambling is horribly addictive. Before I started winning, I imagine I lost about $200.
Fascinating eh?
I have absolutely nothing interesting to write. This would be a lot easier if somehow I could jack my brain into my computer and this journal jobby would read my mind.
On second thought, thats probably not the best idea.
I need a new profile pic. Michael Wincott just aint doin it for me anymore.
On second thought, thats probably not the best idea.
I need a new profile pic. Michael Wincott just aint doin it for me anymore.
Whoo. Got mighty drunk last night with the boys and the girl. Twas quite fun. I like drinking wine. Its gets you shitty in an neat intellectual way. At least it makes me feel intellectual. 
Gonna party Saturday night, then I get to spend most of Sunday finishing homework for this stupid summer course. Honest to god, I won't be that stupid again. Summer classes...
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Gonna party Saturday night, then I get to spend most of Sunday finishing homework for this stupid summer course. Honest to god, I won't be that stupid again. Summer classes...
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