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2007 9 November :: 12.27am
uggggh, i don't want to be couped up at home tonight alone. :(
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2007 8 November :: 12.33am
:: Music: the voices (they're everywhere)
going to maryland. leaving tomorrow. should be fun.
jessica is super-cool. and awesome. and having to tolerate me. which sucks. and so is everyone else, but they're just not faring as well in their tolerance as she is. which is unfortunate, although not entirely unexpected.
i'm fucking tired. and i haven't done shit this week.
oh well. maybe at the end of this tunnel i'll find myself. or at least someone else who can find me for me.
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2007 7 November :: 2.05am
i'm excited for tomorrow :D
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2007 6 November :: 4.07pm
:: Mood: disoriented
cardiopulmonary recussitation
"Loneliness is a power that we possess to give or take away forever.
All I know can be shown by your acceptance of the facts; they're shown before you.
Take what I say in a different way and it's easy to say that this is all confusion.
As I see a new day in me, I can also show if you - and you may - follow.
Speak to me of summer, long winters - longer than time can remember,
The setting up of other roads, to travel on in old, accustomed ways.
I still remember the talks by the water; the proud sons and daughters
That knew the knowledge of the land spoke to me in sweet accustomed ways."
and stuff and things.
all in all, though, feeling good. just very lost. and my concept of time is completely out the window.
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2007 5 November :: 7.22pm
just wondering if anyone has a barn/garage i could use tomorrow to do axle bearings on my truck.
doesn't need to be heated just something to keep the wind off my back.
thanks guys.
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skife
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2007 4 November :: 10.44am
note to self;
not all pirates can drink like they do on tv.
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2007 3 November :: 4.23am
:: Music: kevin and jessica
i think i'm a good person.
it's amazing how i can be so alone, and yet so complexly together with so many people.
i wrote this earlier. i had an idea about reincarnation, which seemed poetic at the time:
My soul is an old man swimming.
Am I his final foray into the waters?
Or does he have life left in him yet?
At times he is very adept,
So well used to his aquatic occupation.
At other times he is old and tired,
Barely floundering on the surface.
Despite his age he has a spryness about him.
But is that enough to carry us through?
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all questions, no answers. oh - how the mighty fall.
it's so disjointed. primarily due to how i have fallen. or at least that is how i feel at this particular epoch. different times will give rise to different emotions.
fucking A.
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2007 1 November :: 10.46pm
http://homes.realtor.com/search/listingdetail.aspx?zp=49319&typ=7&sid=5639a10a295d4919ad00f7b7d0f7866b&pg=4&lid=1091376452&lsn=32&srcnt=200#Detail
just a reminder for myself.
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2007 1 November :: 3.10am
as much as i feel like a lot just happened, i also feel like nothing's going to change. which is both good and bad.
and i just never know what the fuck i'm supposed to do with it all. it's like god's cruel joke.
puts all the fucking pieces in my hand, and just expects me to figure it out. the only flaw being that sometimes i have extra parts that i made myself, and sometimes i'm missing a few parts that slid under the couch. but i can't just give up on the puzzle because the parts sometimes come alive and bash me upside the head, until i put them together. and then the next shipment arrives, the moment i torque down the last bolt.
it's bullshit, i'm telling you.
and also, i have to remember that, while social relationships are like atomic bonds, once the bond is separated, sometimes they take an electron with. and sometimes they give you one. and sometimes you just trade a few. i think it works. too bad nobody else understands it.
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2007 31 October :: 2.17am
i carved a pumpkin tonight. it turned out well.
i also baked the seeds, which also turned out well, considering i forgot them in the oven for over half an hour.
and i got a sharpie tattoo of a skeleton from lindsay. nice work, linz. looks badass. oven mitt and all.
now time to sleep, so i can sort of act normal tomorrow-ish. although i don't have any plans for the evening. i may wind up studying, or something ridiculous like that. but c'mon, it's fucking halloween. i can do better than that. what'd i do last year? i don't remember. and the year before that i hung out with gunnie.
i always wind up being pretty boring on halloween. like the time i read harry potter while i was giving out candy. i enjoyed it, but it was very solitary and slow. which i guess i need sometimes.
i really want to play again. it's seriously beginning to hurt me inside. i just want it. so fucking bad. maybe this thing with robby is an answer.
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2007 31 October :: 12.47am
I'm calling on you guys for some help here. I know money is tight and everything but my boss really needs some help, she doesn't have insurance.
the past week or two she's had this bump on her finger and its gotten worse and worse and now she can't move her finger, she took her son to the doctor today for something and the nurse said she should go to the emergency room because its infected and if she doesn't get it taken care of the infection could spread into her whole hand. She didn't have insurance so its going to cost a boatload of money for her to get something done.
she finally went to the ER tonight after alot of persuasion from Heidi and i, while we we're persuading her i told her that i would try to raise some money to help pay for the bill.
She is one of the nicest people i know and is always helping anyone that needs help, so if i have ever brought free pizza to a party you we're at or you shared some pizza with me that i got for free, i ask that you please donate some money for this. I'm going to put in $50 of my own money.
let me know if your interested, i'd appericate it alot
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2007 30 October :: 3.33pm
:: Mood: thoughtful
:: Music: The Kinks
Quotes.
Joe recently posted old quotes from my journal and it got me thinking of how I made a word document of all of the quotes over the years and it ended up being 58 pages in size 10 font. Nice, huh? Anyway, here are all of the quotes basically ever quoted for you to save and probably eventually actually get through! Enjoy.
Read more..
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2007 30 October :: 5.41am
:: Mood: tired
:: Music: Cake
Paper
Wood pulp; sometimes I despise you.
Now how the hell do I finish it? Dammit. Maybe after a couple hours of sleep this will fix itself.
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skife
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2007 29 October :: 11.30pm
*turns the page*
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2007 27 October :: 2.15pm
i'm convinced i've got the most redneck family ever.
my stepgrandma died, funeral was today.
the lunch-in after the funeral was held at the harvard tavern.
first time ever i've drank at a funeral lunchin
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