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Saturday, September 11th, 2004
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Thursday, September 2nd, 2004
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I have spent the past several hours driving around new york city yelling obscenities at republican delegates, such as:
"GRAND OLD PUSSIES"
"DELEGATES GAY"
"DELEGATES ARE MAD WACK FAGS"
and etc, etc, etc.
Mission Accomplished.
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Friday, August 27th, 2004
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mostlikelyme: last night my friend had a bad trip and colla[sed outside a gay sex shop on christopher street and thought he was going to die until a middle aged artist nigger sat down next to us and explained to us for two hours how he wished he died on 9/11 and that he is finding the vaccine for AIDS :(
divisionAMERICA: oh...my...god
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Thursday, August 26th, 2004
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i smoked a cig with teh bald guy from upright citizen's brigade tonight.
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Thursday, August 12th, 2004
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Wednesday, August 11th, 2004
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I think, being the keeper of this journal I am entitled to have the definitive word on the constant hilarious bickering and fighting going on between zp and his cronies of cyber sluts and drunks, and the equally shitty kearny kids that I am forced to share the same terrible town with every day of my life.
you're all fucking pathetic.
however it is awfully entertaining to come back to a one line, vague post, and see 27 replies all consisting of badly constructed insults and gay jokes, and I fully encourage it. flame away fags
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Wednesday, July 28th, 2004
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hmm, four hour car ride with a family of portugese people that you don't even know that well?
culture shock!
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Saturday, July 17th, 2004
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my job is super laid back and unprofessional, I don't mind going to it. I just end up spending a lot of my time by myself and I tend to get lonely sometimes. however I think it's better to be bored and alone, rather then overwhelmed with fags and anxious. working a register is the worst thing ever to me for example.. constantly have to be doing something and keeping track of small numbers while simultanously dealing with nagging hassling and gayness of the typical customer. blah.
I haven't actually sulked in a long long time, very good thing for me.
I've been far too broke lately to live decently, crikey.
I cannot wait to get boozed up on some abandoned train tracks for the umpteenth night in a row it seems, boy oh boy.
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it's two days later from my expierence on twenty dramamine pills and I can't stop fucking twitching. apparently this has happened to others before so I guess I should expect it to subside but I am absolutely terrified. never do this..
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Saturday, July 10th, 2004
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booyah motherfuckers!
everything I've been working for all these years has finally paid off.
my ambitions have been met.
my dreams have come true.
I am now a janitor at my highschool :(
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Wednesday, July 7th, 2004
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go drink your domestic beer wave your five cent flags and shoot off your cheap fireworks you dirty white trash fags
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peace love and happiness to every soul I have and will touch.
you are all blessed beyond our understanding.
if it is for nothing but for the mere gift of life, and thought, and love. there is nothing more important. we all realize this whether it be through trauma and tragedy or appreciation and blessings. future or past. or maybe right this very moment. maybe there is no god but i don't care. i am divine by my own god damned means and I am happy. and why? you know who you are. thanks, everyone.
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oh my fucking gosh what am I going to do
when everything seems black and white
but everything is.
some people jsut throw in colour every once and a while.
it goes away through. i am certain and assertive about my values right now. this given moment.
and that's all that matters/
fuck two years from now.
fuck anything more than an hour from now.
all that matters is the next ten seconds
and for the next ten seconds i am feeling nothing but love
goodbye
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