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[09 May 2007|07:14pm] |
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What can be said?
Busy, busy bee. I work too much, but I enjoy keeping busy. I also enjoy the green.
My mind is focused on a completely different spectrum of ideas compared to this time last year. Hip hop, MTG, Love, Independence, Sun, Foliage, Politics, Ethics, Self-awareness, Health, Hockey, Video Games, and Style.
Lately, I have been somewhat disappointed in my ability to follow through on ideas I have. (Ireland)
Kelly is set to move away at the end of the summer, but I refuse to let that put a damper on this season. All good things have to end. Honestly, every part of me doesn't want Kelly to leave, I am looking forward to having a normal relationship with the next lovely that comes along. Someone my age, someone who doesn't have viewing restrictions, someone who is independent, someone who makes me melt. I still love her guts. She's no Morgan, we'll say that much.
It's exciting to think that this relationship will end on a good note. We are peaking with each other. No time for the come down where we want to bite each other in a non-romantic way. Only awesome memories.
I am almost completely independent. (Aside from the small fact that I am still living at home.)
I pay rent.
I take care of all my own appointmets/bills/financial problems.
I pay for almost all of my own meals.
I do my own laundry, dishes, and division/multiplication.
I buy all my own supplies. (Deodorant, shampoo, toothpaste, etc.)
Basically, I will be prepared to move out as soon as I get full-time at Costco.
Oh yeah, and once I have a roommate.
Let's make this summer count.
I love you all.
Especially YOU.
LISTEN TO TALKING HEADS.
PLAY MORE Wii.
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| Dateup |
[07 Feb 2007|12:21pm] |
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Fantastic.
I feel a sense of renewal. Life is optimistic and fun for the time being. I have been enjoying everything. The friday before the super bowl, Brandon, Tanye, and I ate at Giordano's. Our server was someone I was friends with in high school. Long story short, I got a job because I was available to work during the "Big Game." Most of the drivers have been working there for a couple months, some almost a year, and they have not moved up. My second day driving there, my manager was already considering moving me up. So I pretty much have two semi-promising jobs right now. Giordano's is only promising as a second job because I would be a server and would never give up Costco for a waiter job. All is well as far as finances and social life goes. I love my life, and I couldn't be happier.
Rico - buy those tickets, man. MBD too. I'm in. I'll arrange it with work.
Anyone that is interested in mad movie-watching should seriously consider the Blockbuster online rental program. I have been watching an average of 8-9 movies a week. All of which I haven't seen before. I pay $17.99 once monthly for unlimited rentals. You make an online list and receive movies in a day or two. Then, bring them back to Blockbuster and trade them for a three free rentals. It's pretty spectacular, if you ask me.
Warioware kicks ass.
Lots of love,
Ryan
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[07 Feb 2007|12:09pm] |
BACKDATED TO JANUARY 19-20.
Kelly:
Yesterday, Ryan and I went into the city to redeem my birthday extravaganza.
I got home from school at 1:45, picked out suitable attire, made myself decent,
and generally prepared for the night ahead of me.
I drove to Ryan's, waited for him to take a shower, put on mascara, and fixed my
hair.
Then we packed up, and headed out to catch our 4:15 train.
While on the train, I got a phonecall from my mother:
"Your debit card is here."
Combined, Ryan and I had $8.60, 2 one ways to Chicago,
An expired CTA card (and one with questionable funds), no checkbook, no credit
card,
And one debit card with a missing mag strip.
We wouldn't even have enough money to get home.
I think that we panicked a bit at first.
Then we got our heads on straight and tried to form a plan.
The bank! (Closes at 5!)
That wouldn't work... we wouldn't reach the city until 5:39.
Ryan:
I have been regretting removing that magstrip more and more every day. I cut it off because I spend like a fiend. But I originally got it for emergencies. It has proven mighty difficult to use in my emergencies. We needed to be at a Blue Man performance at 7:30. After we got off the train, we tried several things to get money for at least a train ticket home so that if all else failed, we could at least get home at night. Eventually, Kelly ended up pawning off Hollister gift cards to some poor schmuck at Ogilvie. We got 40 bucks from the deal; enough for dinner, subway entry, two one ways on metra, and some change.
Blue Man as cool as I remember. It was Kelly's first time, but my second. I looked over at her face at one point in the show to see the expression of a seven-year-old receiving his dream Dyno BMX bike with four begs and gyro handlebars. She is beyond adorable.
The next night we experienced Pirates, Zombies, Jesters, and Con-men. All in fantastic 4-D.
Waaaaay too uninterested...
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| Winter is upon us! |
[01 Dec 2006|04:50am] |
Snowfell this eve!
Our brotherhood of warriors/navigators trekked through the harsh winter conditions, discovering flags and huddling for body heat. There were times when the snow was almost up to my knees. We traveled at least a mile and a half. We spoke in the tongue of the olden days and I was dubbed "Admiral Oreol." I was a navigator with my "hole two" flag, digging my way through the whitewash like Gandalf the Grey. We discovered one of the Three Wise Men and mounted him on a steak to display what our kind can do to the Jews.
Tomas was Lord Blackface, and Peter was Master Bjorn Flamestomper.
It was some of the best fun I have had in a long while.
But I am tired. Winter is so much fun.
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[09 Nov 2006|01:45pm] |
i invented alfredo sauce with my eyes closed.
"something like sadness," "seattle never sleeps," "november never dies," "she hurt me," "love stinks," or "i bleed 4 u?"
also, i saw two people swimming yesterday and almost all the way up.
secondly, who smokes?
bothersome teens are wrapping outside my house. they need to get gifts ready for thanksgiving. tis the time to thanks.
when real dudes walk around you cant ever tell, can you? with shoes or whatnot.
if one train is traveling towards crystal lake at a speed greater than god, then where should the other train unload its load?
best buy is coming over tomorrow to fix my spindle. i cant make yarn!!!!
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[07 Nov 2006|04:43pm] |
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I got two exciting phone calls today.
1. Nicor waking me up from a nap to interview me over the phone. The first part of that conversation is a blur. I have another interview tomorrow at 1:15.
2. Someone wanting to photograph my nude body in the woods for a school project. It would be a charity, I wouldn't make bank like all the chicks on the net.
Damn, I'm pretty awesome.
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[05 Nov 2006|10:19am] |
I'm going on a date tonight.
I saw Borat last night. Oh boy. I know, I know, there are ten hundred funniest things in the world, but this one honestly comes very close to the top of the list. This movie is so ignorant on so many levels. The best part to me, though, was that it was all candid. These innocent people dont know Borat is an actor. This makes it good because Borat always brings up topics that lead to people showing the world how mean-hearted this country is. Ignorance in America cannot be argued after seeing this movie. From rodeo leaders expressing their opinions on "hanging gays out to dry" to dumb frat boys talking about how much better they are than all women in the world. And it is all real testimonials. Hidden cameras. Real opinions. It was some-what upsetting.
Borat really was a well-rounded movie in the end and one of the funniest I have seen in a while. I couldn't fucking breath, I tell you.
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[27 Oct 2006|04:31pm] |
Today I was trying to think of what I should name my kids if I ever had any. The only thing I could think of was "Slam Dunk." It could be "Dunk" or "Dunkin" if anyone questions me.
I can't wait to see Meijer and Brandroid.
I was going to update about more, but my laptop is not letting me type. So i am getting angry. seeeyya.
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[10 Oct 2006|09:46pm] |
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There was once a Seinfeld episode about how Jerry woke up in the middle of the night and wrote down what he thought was material for his act. In the morning, when he found the writing, it made no sense. I'm sure some of you have done this before.
I took a nap today and had an intense dream. I awoke from the dream with an overwhelming feeling that I had figured something out. I felt as if "it all made sense to me now." I immediately grabbed a marker and wrote down one phrase that seemed to explain it all. Just a minute ago, I looked at the piece of paper.
This is what it said:
"I dug my way to toughness trrough fingerfucking pastries."
IT MAKES NO SENSE WHATSOEVER.
Now, I ask for your help.
I would like your interpretation of my epiphany, because I can't figure what it means for the life of me.
Thank You, friends.
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[08 Oct 2006|01:58pm] |
It has one month since I have washed my hair with shampoo.
I think it is time...
boo.
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| Dear Yous. |
[05 Oct 2006|04:24pm] |
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Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: Thank you.
Dear You: I love you.
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Dear You: I love you.
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Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: Your malicious attempts at being social sicken me. Bringing others down every chance you get with your "I'm better than you because I am a Pocaro" attitude. Let others be what they want to be.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: Get out of Crystal Lake and stay out of Crystal Lake. Nobody wants you here. NOBODY. You bring depression and tears where ever you go. He was back to normal. Leave him be.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: Te amo.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
Dear You: I love you.
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[03 Oct 2006|10:55am] |
I am using Kelly's child support to pay for my car repairs.
Damn.
lol.
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| WhaleEye |
[02 Oct 2006|11:13pm] |
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I was browsing the intranet, searching for a flick called, Kill My Ass 14 when I came across a Xanga that proved to be a better find.
Two entries are as follows:
Monday, October 17, 2005
Currently Gaming
LEARNING COMPANY Oregon Trail 5th Edition (Windows/Macintosh)
By The Learning Company
GEEZUS CHRIST I can't eveven think striaght. I did an assload of meth and was painting the roof and the next thing and the next thing I knew I was laying on the Goddamn ground naked wiith paint on my face!!!hahah shit. I thinhk i swallowed like 2 gallons of "Camel Sand" paintt. to make me feel better I went and jacked offf the entiere Boston Red Scoks baseball team and put all their semen in a Bathtub and soaked.
Just soaked.
Welp see you guys on the flip side.
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Currently Reading
BlowPons: Love Coupons For Blowjobs
By Jani Zubkovs
Well today I had a sandwich that contained only the pubic hair of some guy I blew in an alley for Coc. Man it was disgusting, but I heard it was good for you. I don't know. OH AND I got this new setup that's so SWEET:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
HELLZ YEEEEAAAHHH
bout to gett fucked up!!!s
see yall in like 5 days!!!
Her name was "WhaleEye" and she looks like a damn bulimic troll.
LOLYes!
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Kelly wants to learn how to play Magic. Ashley will play too. This is good news. More players = More fun.
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wtfBrandon where are you?
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I think I have enough money for ONE cd tomorrow. It will be Beck. The Killers and Evanananenanscentssses will have to wait.
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I'm tired.
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LOST wednesday!
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[02 Oct 2006|02:11am] |
Samuel Vagner, I hate you. You may read this, because it is the first part of my entry.
We played Magic the Gathering tonight in my garage. It was so dorky. I loved it. It felt good. I went out and bought the traditional Dr. Pepper to drink warm and flat, and honey bbq fritos flavor twists. Peter, Joel, Rich and played in my garage for 6 hours. It was so awesome.
"What're you at? 7?"
"No, that Firebolt only did three. I'm at 8."
"Did you know girls pee out of their butts?"
"Did you draw a card this turn?"
"Yeah, I am attacking for 4 trample with flying. Then I get four 1/1 creature tokens in play."
"Counterspell. Eat it."
"Dammit."
"My thighs look like two giant penises."
I am falling behind so bad in Pokemon. I'm afraid to battle Ashley when she gets back. I haven't had time to play lately.
NO PHONE?Q@! WHAT ARE WE TO DO? This seriously blows it. Hard.
-cruz
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[29 Sep 2006|03:55pm] |
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this is all somewhat fucked up. what a day. i want pancakes. i want kelly. fucking dick page.
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[27 Sep 2006|07:01pm] |
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I am having vivid fantasies of dog-napping Mia and taking her further from home than I have ever been. I would toss her in a pillowcase and lock her in my trunk. Then I would drive. I would drive fast and hard. My speakers would blare with the sound of static to make her very last car ride more unpleasant. Every stop sign and red light would hear the sound of my tires squealing, calling upon the mighty force of inertia to throw her body against the walls of my trunk. Every turn would have me closing my eyes and envisioning myself in a death race, taking every turn needlessly fast. Once I felt I was too far for her tiny, shaken body to return home, I would release her from her personal hell and shoot bb's at her at a rate of 8 per second until she was out of sight; laughing, like the maniac I am...
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[26 Sep 2006|11:57am] |
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I had quite the amazing breakfast today. Two dollars for all-you-can eat homemade breakfast entrees immediately at 10 when I got off work. The morning merch employees all made a dish and brought it in to enjoy at ten AM. I, of course didn't bring a dish, so I threw two packets of Starburst and a Snickers bar on the table. It was the only food I had on my person. I ended up taking the Starburst back because nobody claimed them.
I ate two slices of pizza, an egg/cheese/bacon/sausage/bagel sandwich, a cinnamon roll, and three honkin' glasses of OJ.
I love food.
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| Dear William... |
[21 Sep 2006|11:08am] |
I think I just fell in love with Billy Joel?
wtf.
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