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Nov. 26th, 2006 @ 10:13 am (no subject)
I hope nobody choked on the zombie turkey.

Hope your holiday didnt suck.



The joy of Christmas doth approach.
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Oct. 15th, 2006 @ 03:06 am (no subject)
Current Mood: blahblah
Current Music: Motorhead
Tonight at game someone said something to me that really made me think.
I was told that I was like the bad things people think but never dare say.

Holy shit.

I goof, I am critical but its cause I have to be. Its how I was raised. I never had control over shit so now I try to have a voice in things. I am critical of people I care about and I can come of as gruff. People who really know me know that it is just a front and I am a pretty nice person.

Shit people really think I am an uncaring prick. What the hell am I gonna do about it. I never really gave two shits about what people thought. That really hit me. Not that he said it but that I think it is kind of true.

I guess it shows how patient Jenn is.
Our relationship is kind of like the Family Guy Episode where Stewie tried to teach the little British girl next door how to speak and act in a proper manner.

My friends, which there are only a few real ones, think I am overly critical.
I don't think Jen known hows to take me. I think I amuse her at points though I suspect she has more of a "I don't believe he just did that." approach to me more of the time.

Oh well. I love her what can I do.



I was thinking about poetry and song lyrics and I think this fit.

When I was young I was the nicest guy I knew
I thought I was the chosen one
But time went by and I found out a thing or two

My shine wore off as time wore on
I thought that I was living out the perfect life
But in the lonely hours when the truth begins to bite
I though about the times when I turned my back and stalled
I ain't no nice guy after all

When I was young I was the only game in town
I thought I had it down for sure
But time went by and I was lost in what I'd found
The reasons blurred the way unsure

I thought that I was living life the only way
But as I saw that life was more than day to day
I turned around, I read the writing on the wall
I ain't no nice guy after all,
I ain't no nice guy after all

In all the years you spent between your birth and death
You know there's lots of times when you should have saved your breath
It comes as quite a shock when your trip leads to a wall
I ain't no nice guy after all,
I ain't no nice guy after all

Hey Slasher?
When I was young I was the nicest guy I knew
I thought I was the chosen one
But time went by and I found out a thing or two

My shine wore off as time wore on
I thought that I was living out the perfect life
But in the lonely hours when the moons the only light
I thought about the times when I turned my back and
Stalled
I ain't no nice guy after all,
I ain't no nice guy after all
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Monkey
Oct. 2nd, 2006 @ 04:42 am (no subject)
Loder's birthday is coming up on Thursday.
I wonder how that is going to go.
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Norris
Sep. 19th, 2006 @ 01:49 am 5 Months Already
Rob has been gone since April and I think I am ok.
I still miss him and I still think about him but I try not to get so upset about it anymore.
He would be pissed if he knew what I had been puting myself through.

This weeks newspaper had a large article about him on the front page. Brought back a lot of feelings and I think I dealt with it well.

Still sucks but I have to learn to deal.
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Sep. 4th, 2006 @ 02:44 am Death Of The Crocodile Hunter
Steve Irwin died after being stung in the chest by a Stingray off the Great Barrier Reef while filming a documentary.

Now of all things you would expect Steve Irwin to die from would it be a Stingray?

I bet as the heart attach started he said "Crikey. The Press is going to eat this up."

What an undignified death for a men who handled Black Mamba's and Dangled his baby over a crocodile.
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Special Hell
Aug. 29th, 2006 @ 09:20 pm (no subject)
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Die
Aug. 28th, 2006 @ 10:00 pm Zombie Bitch and Her Demonic Pony
I was listening to some MP3's and "Wildfire" started and I giggled cause I had forgot that I put it on the disk. Listening to the lyrics I discovered that this poor man is living in fear of some crazed zombie woman and her demon pony.

It is not a nice or happy song.

"She's coming for me I know." All I could think of was a plot by H.P Lovevraft or something.


"I sit along in this dim room. The only light I allow myself is the flicker of a lone candle. For I know that demon horse is soon to come for me."
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Aug. 18th, 2006 @ 12:45 am Words iof Wisdom from John
She is so annoying.
Not only has she pushed away my real friends but
my imaginary friends won't come over anymore.
They say they can't imagine how I deal with her.



You can only get your point across to some people if they point is sharp
enough to pierce their defenses and tough exterior.
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Hairy Book
Aug. 16th, 2006 @ 12:21 am Hotdog. The silent Killer
A recent report came across my desk at work.
Apparently a study has found that Hot Dogs may contain a cancer causing gene. The Study comes from the University of Nebraska Medical Center. They contain DNA mutating compounds.


Yay Pig anuses.
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Aug. 10th, 2006 @ 03:28 am (no subject)
At work and we are out of anything to do. YAY. Preparing for the Game of the Month in 2 weeks and nervous as all hell. Still havent had anyone confirm they were coming from out of town but I am sure they will. Shawn is turning into a really good S.T Ghosts have returned to us. Mike, Kerry, Diggger and Beth are all active and paid and characters are ready to go. It sometime amazes me how these things come around again. Oh did I mention Jen and I have our own apartment....MY OWN FUCKING APARTMENT!!!!!!! Nobody wakes me up. I get to come home from work every morning and climb into bed with my beautiful and intelligent girlfriend. Man that just deserves a resounding FUCK YEAH! FUCK YEAH INDEED!
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