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February 10th, 2004

Dowse my head in flames... [Feb. 10th, 2004|12:30 pm]
[Your mom ain't listening to |Hood - You're Worth The Whole World]

It's about time Lucas. But why not both versions on the DVD? Why do you have to be a jerk, Lucas?

Says woman, "Really, I just wanted to protect society from having to see creepy boobs on tv." Or so I'd like to hear.

And here I thought I was just anti-social for thinking the parents of jocks were the source of violently competitive children.
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You were born with a brain for a reason. [Feb. 10th, 2004|02:31 pm]
[Somedays I feel a little: |annoyedannoyed]
[Your mom ain't listening to |Tom Petty - The Last DJ]

From now on, I think I should start sending all my snail mail junk mail to people who send me their spam emails. This includes the following types of spam, but is not limited to: inspirational crap, claims that Microsoft will send you money for forwarding the email, jokes, any email that is supposed to help someone if you forward it to 74,562 people, anti-arab/pro-republican emails, and anything that has more than two extra sets of headers denoting it's been forwarded several times. It might be easier to just delete it, but people need to learn to use their brain when they're using a computer.
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Why do I keep dying in public places? The medication should take two hours to take effect. [Feb. 10th, 2004|05:31 pm]
[Your mom ain't listening to |Box Car Racer - Letters To God]

press start to continue
walk on by, watch as they pass
sorry if i'm sometimes crass
someday we'll meet up in a sunday mass
mourning the loss of life gone past

it was late, too much was said, i was lost
those words
barbs and pricks glossed with martyrdom
callous angry bittersweet rot
pity poured down from on high
something wilted, something died
that night

walk on by, watch as they pass
sorry if i'm an ass
someday we'll meet up in a sunday mass
mourning the loss of life gone past

wish this air was clean
parking in the space between
you'll mean what i know
see what i glean
in the dark of light
in my hands tonight
as we ride this sinking ship to its demise

someday we'll meet up in a sunday mass
mourning time, ourselves, and those long dead
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(no subject) [Feb. 10th, 2004|08:30 pm]
Nina, you dirty cossack whore! Why won't you just die?!

*cough* I mean, um, I <3 24. Yes. *cough*

Edit: O_O d00d, there is a reason why I watch this show religiously. Sherry just topped Nina as "Most Hardcore Mutha". And why must they introduce a new Kimbo The Bimbo plotline? Is this an attempt to make the faithful gag? Hopefully it'll be brief.
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