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2007 18 June :: 7.21pm
Tonight was just made 10 times better and nothing barely happened.
but i feel alot better.
2 Bastards stepped on my dreams |
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spud
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2007 18 June :: 10.30am
this was probably a really crappy plan, but whatever. i don't care, because i'm buzzing and i just really wanted to, and i kind of feel like i deserve it. even though i probably don't. if that makes any sense. which it doesn't. but i don't freakin' care.
i'm having a good time, dammit.
3 Bastards stepped on my dreams |
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skife
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2007 17 June :: 8.40pm
i'm a little dissapointed i didn't get to hangout with the someone that i wanted to this weekend.
shit happens. :(
5 Bastards stepped on my dreams |
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skife
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2007 17 June :: 4.54pm
did some redecorating.
1 Bastard |
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jayzulla
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2007 15 June :: 12.36pm
penDUBS says "pistol grip pump on my lap at all times. they can be fucking with other doggys shit but they cant be fucking with mine. i think ill take out all you motherfuckers without dely"
1 Bastard |
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rayray
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2007 13 June :: 8.25pm
This has been a rough week.
I've been battling a headache for 2.5 days.
The heat is really getting to me.
The forcast shows 94 for like Monday.
With rain.
How fucking retarded.
I wish every day could be like my birthday, and the night leading into my birthday.
They were the best couple of days.
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2007 13 June :: 5.59pm
you know, i really don't mind staying up all night. in fact, i kind of like it. it's probably my favorite part of this job. but i REALLY do not like waking up this late in the day. i never get anything done, because i feel like it's already over. and then the weekends are all fucked up. i don't know. i guess we'll tough it out.
3 Bastards stepped on my dreams |
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jayzulla
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2007 13 June :: 12.30pm
Yeah, 98% of you should go fuck yourselves. Then put on a black jump suit and run into oncoming traffic. Yeah, I'm not joking.
I wish I didnt care about anyone so spraying my brains all over to escape stupidity and hypocricy would seem like a rational plan. Dont ask what my problem is, because chances are....you guessed it, you're the problem.
3 Bastards stepped on my dreams |
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skife
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2007 10 June :: 11.35pm
tonight was a really good night.
2 Bastards stepped on my dreams |
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rayray
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2007 9 June :: 9.03pm
I went with my mom and my aunt to take my grandma some of her things at the adult care home.
The guy told us that while we were gone, she kept asking if he could call one of her daughters because her appointment was over.
It was extremely sad.
And then when we walked in, she kept asking when we were going to take her home.
And she'd start crying as soon as we told her that she had to stay.
She'd ask us why a dozen times.
It was so hard having her ask me that.
Her dimensia is getting worse.
She thinks that she fell this friday, and not last friday.
And doesn't understand why she's in the adult care.
It was seriously heartbreaking.
And then I come home to things out of place, my front door wide open.
I guess Im just frustrated.
7 Bastards stepped on my dreams |
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2007 9 June :: 1.57pm
I had a very good birthday.
Plans changed a little bit, but it was still a very good day.
I went to the movies last night and saw Knocked up.
I thought it was pretty funny.
I didn't get to go to B-Dubs like I had anticipated, but what can ya do.
I'm not going to make a big deal of it.
My grandmother was put in an adult care facility.
Her house is going to be put up for sale.
And my uncle cut his finger off yesterday.
I don't know if I can deal with my grandma being in a place like that.
I don't know if I can go through that again.
I watched my grandma vanzoest in an adult care/nursing home facility, and it broke my heart.
It was horrible.
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jayzulla
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2007 8 June :: 3.58pm
My mom says to my father - " our damn bathroom sink has been leaking for 2 years, and you lay around and watch Paris Hilton go back to jail?" my dad - "It had shades of the OJ Simpson chase"
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2007 8 June :: 8.40am
meine arbeit
if you ever find yourself wondering "hmm. i wonder what chris does at work, for the summer. how does he spend his time?" then this entry is for you.
story 1:
i work in a warehouse/factory. we get parts that come in on semi-trailers, and i have to take the skids and boxes of parts to various places in the warehouse, and put them on these gigantic racks. the majority of guys at work call them "pallet-tier racks". but every time they say to put stuff on these racks, i can't help but picture "palantir racks", because that's what it sounds like. palantir as in the lost seeing stones in lord of the rings. to make this story even more dorky, when i imagine these "palantir racks" they look a lot like how i mentally envisage the prophecy room in the ministry of magic in harry potter. and i laugh at myself every single time. which, you can imagine how often that happens in a night. it's cool, because i'm laughing all the fucking time.
story 2:
there is this fenced off area where they have large machines for cutting the fabric that they use to upholster the chairs and stuff. there are openings in the fence, all of which are accompanied by a sign that says "WARNING! cutters only allowed in this area". the word order in this is what amuses me. i understand that the spirit of the message is "danger! there's some sharp shit going on in here, and unless you're a trained professional, you're liable to lop something off inadvertently. and nobody wants that. especially our lawyers." however i always consider the idea that cutters, as in emo kids who slash their wrists, are only allowed to be in the cutting area and nowhere else. i realize that the cutting area would be a terrible place for such folk, so i decided that it would be cool to take a picture of one of the signs, and splice it onto an image of a padded room. that thought entertains me every time i pass one of those signs. again, just imagine how often i'm entertained in a night.
story 3:
this story isn't funny. they're putting me on the assembly lines starting sunday night. whcih means new boss, new job, new coworkers, new bullshit. and for the most part means: worse boss, terrible job, worse coworkers, and more bullshit than you can shake a tree at.
basically.
4 Bastards stepped on my dreams |
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2007 8 June :: 1.49am
Right now I am using my new birthday gift.
I like my birthday.
My birthday gift from Michael was a wireless keyboard, mouse and speaker set.
It's fancy.
I love him!
He told me that he was going to get me the monitor I have been wanting for like ever now, but they didn't have the one I wanted.
He came home from work at like 11:30.
I don't know if it was because he had a lack of sleep today or if it's because it's my birthday.
I had a little birthday party at work.
I got a barbie cake. Its the one with the barbie in the middle and then the dress is the cake.
It was sweet.
I got an inflatable monkey.
A fuzzy pink tiara.
A fuzzy blue fan.
Scented bubbles. (Mint, Chocolate and Strawberry).
This will be one of the most memorable birthdays!
And I'm only twenty.
God, I feel really damn old. hahaha
Anyway it is time for me to go to bed so that I can get up really early and get the stuff done that I need to get done.
It's my birthday bitches!
3 Bastards stepped on my dreams |
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