Thursday Jul 12, 2007

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So my roommate is gay. I have a lot of gay friends. They were looking up what to call a male fag hag...

You guessed it...

Fag Stag.

Thats right.

Saturday May 26, 2007

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i saw a picture of me a couple of years ago. i was skinny. i had a mohawk. i had straggly facial hair. i miss that person.

Thursday Apr 12, 2007

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::UPDATE::

I was made to cut my hair by my boss's boss's boss. Way to many apostrophes for me to ignore.

Sad face.
voiceoreason82:

SickAnimation

check out this site. funniest cartoons i've seen in awhile.

Sunday Mar 25, 2007

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One day i went into the city for a job interview. This was at this big building near 17th and Market, near the Starbucks. Anyway, i come outside with this folder full of papers and cross the street. A homeless man came up to me and asked me for a cigarrette. I had like half a pack left and a full one in my pocket...
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whiteyford:

I much prefer "journal" to "blog". "Blog" sounds so pedestrian and I'm far too uppercrust for that sort of nonsense.

+wf+

Tuesday Mar 20, 2007

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Lyrics - Warm Down There

Goin south,
Towards the equator,
When she gets back,
All the girls hate her.

All the boys shout,
What a nice tan!
All the girls shout,
It's a melanin scam!

She'll get wrinkles anyway.

Monday Mar 19, 2007

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This is something that has been bothering me. Beautiful girls constantly talk about feeling like an object. I think in some cases, yes, it's obviously a bad thing. No one, well, not many want to be refered to as a notch on a headboard. However, when a beautiful girl is on your arm, one can't help but feel like they are a winner...
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Monday Mar 19, 2007

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Lyrics - Specific Questions With Generic Answers

And who says we can't like gray skies anyway,

Turn your back for a second and people try to take them away,

Why can't you understand not everyone is just like you,

This is why we can't have nice things.

Damnit don't turn away from me,

Damnit just open your ears and listen to me...
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Sunday Mar 18, 2007

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Lyrics - Over



We tallked and talked and talked some more,

We fough and fought and fought some more.

We sat and laughed and thought about what made us, us.

But this parade of tears, can't be stopped, can't be forgotten.

::Speed up::

BUT NOW
I'M OVER YOU

BUT NOW
I'M OVER YOU

BUT NOW
I'M OVER YOU

BUT NOOOOOOOWWWWWW

::Slows...
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