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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 01:14:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>By all accounts (today was a disaster)</title>
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  <description>Not! Today was great success!!!&lt;br /&gt;1.I got payed&lt;br /&gt;2. My buddy Matt&apos;s back in town&lt;br /&gt;3. I got my first apartment&lt;br /&gt;4. Baskin and Robins started carrying German Chocolate ice cream again.&lt;br /&gt;10/10/2008 4 teh |/\|1|\|.....wtf!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 00:51:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Brunch</title>
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  <description>This week was interesting at work. There was a change in my line group and as a result everyone in my department all had the same work schedule. I also had a bit of bad conscience because I realized that this is the first job were I was truely a terrible employee so I tried hard to do good and as a result managed to become the top seller in one day. This motivation wanned drasticly when today I seem to have fallen back to old habits. yesterday my boss told everyone that if our RPC exceded four dollars we would all get breakfast tacos today so that was the team goal, to make sure that today we would get breakfast tacos. As a team we failed but I&amp;nbsp;did call in and stayed home to cook egg,bacon, and potato breakfast tacos with my secert ingredent (I burn the bacon.) Then I showed up to work over five hours late. Which at first seemed like I was the worst employee there BUT I was the only one to achieve our goal so I&amp;nbsp;guess that would also make me the best employee too. The detective who is haelding the case for the vandlism on my car called today and said that Theresa was avoiding him and that he was going to have her arrested. This worried me and appearently her admitting that she was involved even if she didn&apos;t do it could lead to her being found guilty of with holding evidence and not cooperating with the police which is appearently a crime and although they can&apos;t arrest her arrest her they can hold her in contempt&amp;nbsp; where she would have to reveal names of the guilty parties or possibly take a lie detector test and if she failed she would probably be found guilty and would have that would suck. Which I think is crazy so to avoid that I called her before that happened to she if we could fix it. She said I was fucking her over but I think she really just fucked herself over here. Tomorrow I find out if I can get that apartment and I&apos;m totally on edge I&apos;m totally stoked though cause besides the big stuff (money)&amp;nbsp;it looks good cause then I won&apos;t be living in a car if not I&apos;m just going to move or something my house has wheels.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 04:06:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>type 2</title>
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  <description>I was feeling bad for being like the worst employee at my job so today i tried really hard....they kept giving me candy....wtf? i wanted to keep up the good work but i was gonna get diabetes so i&apos;m a slacker again. dont give your employees candy when they do a good job unless your employees are little kids and their job is to not know who you are when your in an unmarked van.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 22:32:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>note to self</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;your ex girlfriend is an asshole</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 08:25:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;--- this is obsolete</title>
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  <description>Sat back and I light a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;These pictures of you in my head &lt;br /&gt;I feel like shit and my eyes are burning &lt;br /&gt;But still, I just cant go to bed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey nights and missed mornings &lt;br /&gt;Still these pictures of you in my head &lt;br /&gt;I drown myself ten feet deep tonight &lt;br /&gt;Remembering things we said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments get stuck in my brain &lt;br /&gt;In my blue skies and my rain &lt;br /&gt;You are so beautiful to me &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait to see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes, that old pain again&lt;br /&gt;I came so far, I ended up at the start&lt;br /&gt;and every new day starts with the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;and pictures of you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;-Bouncing Souls</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2005 10:50:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the hole weak</title>
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  <description>man it seems like just last weekend i was hanging out with Kevo and James, and its all ready almost another weekend, and i&apos;m leaving s.a. again, and thats all i remember are the weekends when i leave this city. the weeks are such a blur and boring. blah. i think i should just go, except i cant for get the resa but i feel like i communicate more with thru these lj, then in person cause i dont she very much anymore, sux. i want the holidays to come very soon. and i hate dail-up</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 01:59:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dxm poison</title>
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  <description>so theresa and brittney got the same sandwich from subway</description>
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  <lj:music>bon jovie- living on a prayer</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 05:05:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Productivity</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been writing these songs and I kind of like them;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must be magic this is sick this is everything&lt;br /&gt;I ever wanted but I didn’t want coming to me&lt;br /&gt;We run in circles and there are dark circles under our eyes&lt;br /&gt;A resurrection a contradiction to what others have tried&lt;br /&gt;And I’m not trying to make a really big scene&lt;br /&gt;Because I know how you can be a drama queen&lt;br /&gt;These words have grown between my stomach and my mouth&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts have waned from whatever we were talking about&lt;br /&gt;And all that happened&lt;br /&gt;Could happen again and I don’t want to see your poker face&lt;br /&gt;This is my bed it’s a safe and such a scary place&lt;br /&gt;So whenever I get caught up I recall&lt;br /&gt;How sick and tired I was of it all&lt;br /&gt;And it plays back like a flashback&lt;br /&gt;It plays like&lt;br /&gt;He’s walking out the door as a tear drops to the floor&lt;br /&gt;He wonders ‘Why can’t I be her man?’&lt;br /&gt;And she is on the ground and she’s balling out her eyes&lt;br /&gt;And now she can’t even stand&lt;br /&gt;You know the way that we were &lt;br /&gt;And the way we are now are such too different things&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I must say&lt;br /&gt;That no matter what happens today&lt;br /&gt;Things are never going to be the same way&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants a miracle&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t have a fucking miracle&lt;br /&gt;If I had a miracle&lt;br /&gt;I’d still be in love today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least its not Algebra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your as simple as a sunrise setting down on “I’m screwed’&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me if I am rude&lt;br /&gt;But your attitude&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can presive&lt;br /&gt;Is like you want me to leave&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a mask that you wear to have fun for a while&lt;br /&gt;Till I forget to smile&lt;br /&gt;And you can see through the cracks&lt;br /&gt;Then start to wonder and ask&lt;br /&gt;If I should go&lt;br /&gt;Please stay lonely for me&lt;br /&gt;I promise not to tell that your time for sells, I know&lt;br /&gt;That you’re really into saying ‘I love you’&lt;br /&gt;But I think its time I come clean with you&lt;br /&gt;That’s not really what I’m in to, at all&lt;br /&gt;Please stay lonely for me I promise not to tell&lt;br /&gt;That your feel like hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Says I don’t want to wake up&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of turning on that fucking TV&lt;br /&gt;And seeing my reflection through the fuzz&lt;br /&gt;I am imprisoned with a moat of emotion&lt;br /&gt;Full of haste I don’t want to wait and degenerate in to waste&lt;br /&gt;And what it does&lt;br /&gt;Applies light to an instance of a growing garden&lt;br /&gt;Weeded out by mistakes that take place on a stage of relevance&lt;br /&gt;Common sense would say convert the norm to subjective nature&lt;br /&gt;Stand with stature of a proud dress dawning fool of different sin&lt;br /&gt;Now let it begin&lt;br /&gt;Reveal a site for application removing clothe from location&lt;br /&gt;No scars but shine its time to start depletion of youth before the rotting occurs&lt;br /&gt;Inject infection of a pleasurable disease remorse takes a backseat&lt;br /&gt;And its so sweet it fills the brain with drummers that sculpt a drooling smile&lt;br /&gt;And it might take awhile till&lt;br /&gt;It rips mind from body&lt;br /&gt;Soul from self&lt;br /&gt;Emotions from being&lt;br /&gt;And internal destruction pushes torn diaries pages under a dark hall’s rug&lt;br /&gt;Good thing you never felt what I did&lt;br /&gt;Now let it end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Johnny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Johnny&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for fucking up my life&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to Deedee&lt;br /&gt;Unity, Unity, ha ha that’s a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Were all human beings just blood and guts&lt;br /&gt;Personal agendas, suicidal tendencies that keep you from being free&lt;br /&gt;Keeps you on the level with&lt;br /&gt;Ethnic junkies, poetic drugs, and me&lt;br /&gt;Cops and robbers, and quitters&lt;br /&gt;The worlds left me bitter&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Billie&lt;br /&gt;For setting my black heart free&lt;br /&gt;Class is session punk one o one with Mr. Greg&lt;br /&gt;With music and all lyrics I read&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was alone with just one path&lt;br /&gt;Pick a job, pick a wife, pick a life, pick a way to avoid God’s wrath&lt;br /&gt;I’m so sick but it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;I’m dying, not dead&lt;br /&gt;And all these thoughts fill my head&lt;br /&gt;Cops and robbers, and quitters&lt;br /&gt;The world left me bitter&lt;br /&gt;I killed punk last night&lt;br /&gt;I hit it with my car&lt;br /&gt;It tried to skank out from my head lights but it didn’t get to far&lt;br /&gt;Now us punks don’t have anywhere to go&lt;br /&gt;The scenes too scene and its too slow at the shows</description>
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  <lj:music>Such Great Heights- Iron and Wine</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 09:10:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>if you give a punk a cookie he;s gonna wanna suck a tit</title>
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  <description>man what an event full day, i mean it just had so much...events. anyway i woke up and when to biology and had to listen to my professor say sugar...which i hate cause she says sugar so weird this really bothers me a lot, and i&apos;ll tell you why it bothers me, because when people with mediocore accents talk you dont expect them to say any word funny and then they do and that word snot only stands out, it also lingers on....forever.  i feel asleep in that class even though its the only one i had that day, then i went home and slept till i got a phone call.....from my ex-girlfriend emma. she said she needed to talk and taht she wanted to come over which in my mind she was saying &quot;tommy, your gonna have to take a shower&quot; (damnit!) so i cleansed cause i was the breaky in the realationship not the breaker, if i had dumper her no problem but sense it was the other way around i had to look alive so she could tell that i was really a 38 year old balding male with a mid-life crisis (ha, shit we g0t some mid-life call the cops this is a CRiSIS) and i dont pay the child support because i&apos;m hooked on booze and strip clubs. i was sucessful and in record time. so basically she cried a lot and said her bf dumped her and that all this stuff in her life has gone to shit and that she does know what to do with her bf or ex-bf raul, which if i was her i would just say that guys name a lot cause its a very cool name that rolls off the tounge raaaaauuuuuuulllll, i told her dont bother with him cause according to her hes a dick so eh, then she explained taht she hasnt gotten over me (YECKS!) had a rather interesting dream of me. and was about to say &quot;ha you want me back? ...in your dreams!&quot; but i&apos;m not a jerk all the time, and she was like &quot;how do i get over you&quot; and i was like &quot;i dont know&quot; cause i dont how what maybe i could get really fat or get a sexchange or get a really fat sex change (ha lateef just said &quot;beddy bi time&quot; he owns!) then she said &quot;well if i dont get over you i&apos;m gonna try and steal you from your gf and thats gonna be really annoying&quot; and i was like &quot;look HERE!!!....you mother fucker, people dont annoy me.,.. i annoy people right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? 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i called brendon and told him i would check him out as he played 3 songs at sam&apos;s but i found out that the river city rebels were playing so i told him i might not be able to but i would try and show up... and show up i did but they werent gonna play the 3 songs till like 10 and i had to catch the other show so brendon and his dad played their set just for me, yay a private show just for me ah schucks, that was intersting, but i had to go, and at the the river cityt rebels show there was like a total of 30 people, and the first band to play was this chinese band call brain failure, i had read about them bu i never heard their music, and i know they sound like so many other bnads i dont see how hey can be popular fucking pick some rich and see your guitar for a big hat chink... then the river ciy rebels played, it was amazing i didnt even know they were glam but they are and the drummer was wearing tightass biker shorts and the guitarist was like 6&apos;7 but he had on high heel so he was like 7&apos;1 and i know i&apos;ve been in alot of bands but now i really wanna be in a dirt glam punk rock band cause those guys are great. but man that would be sweet. then this band called street dogs played and they sounded a lot like the bouncing souls in fact the at one sound they go &quot;were gonna deticate this song to our friends timmy chunks and the bouncing souls!&quot; and on another song they go &quot;this song goes out to avenged sevenfold&quot; twas cool)i even skanked alittle but there were a lot of fat irish bastards, i feel so out of place cause the scene is either treandy indie and i cant get my hair that pretty or irish punk and i&apos;m just me. i feel really bad for my chris i really hope his kind of alright. i almost hit a deer on the way home but i hit the brakes instead which i guess is a bit more nature friendly. its like 4 in the morning i never sleep man. i mis theresa and musical equipment nights, i need to do something.</description>
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  <lj:music>no time to waste- candy snacthers</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">no time to waste- candy snacthers</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 09:06:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>give a punk a cookie and he&apos;s gonna wanna suck a tit</title>
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  <description>man what an event full day, i mean it just had so much...events. anyway i woke up and when to biology and had to listen to my professor say sugar...which i hate cause she says sugar so weird this really bothers me a lot, and i&apos;ll tell you why it bothers me, because when people with mediocore accents talk you dont expect them to say any word funny and then they do and that word snot only stands out, it also lingers on....forever.  i feel asleep in that class even though its the only one i had that day, then i went home and slept till i got a phone call.....from my ex-girlfriend emma. she said she needed to talk and taht she wanted to come over which in my mind she was saying &quot;tommy, your gonna have to take a shower&quot; (damnit!) so i cleansed cause i was the breaky in the realationship not the breaker, if i had dumper her no problem but sense it was the other way around i had to look alive so she could tell that i was really a 38 year old balding male with a mid-life crisis (ha, shit we g0t some mid-life call the cops this is a CRiSIS) and i dont pay the child support because i&apos;m hooked on booze and strip clubs. i was sucessful and in record time. so basically she cried a lot and said her bf dumped her and that all this stuff in her life has gone to shit and that she does know what to do with her bf or ex-bf raul, which if i was her i would just say that guys name a lot cause its a very cool name that rolls off the tounge raaaaauuuuuuulllll, i told her dont bother with him cause according to her hes a dick so eh, then she explained taht she hasnt gotten over me (YECKS!) had a rather interesting dream of me. and was about to say &quot;ha you want me back? ...in your dreams!&quot; but i&apos;m not a jerk all the time, and she was like &quot;how do i get over you&quot; and i was like &quot;i dont know&quot; cause i dont how what maybe i could get really fat or get a sexchange or get a really fat sex change (ha lateef just said &quot;beddy bi time&quot; he owns!) then she said &quot;well if i dont get over you i&apos;m gonna try and steal you from your gf and thats gonna be really annoying&quot; and i was like &quot;look HERE!!!....you mother fucker, people dont annoy me.,.. i annoy people right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? 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right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? right? good so eventually i told her that i to go to band practice which i didnt because people were doing homework. so i sat around and hoped theresa would call and she NEVER Did...now i like everyone else have had addictions but, i never noticed my theresa adiction, because its been 2 days straight and i need my fix cause i miss her or else....erg, MISS HER BIG TIME EH? i called brendon and told him i would check him out as he played 3 songs at sam&apos;s but i found out that the river city rebels were playing so i told him i might not be able to but i would try and show up... and show up i did but they werent gonna play the 3 songs till like 10 and i had to catch the other show so brendon and his dad played their set just for me, yay a private show just for me ah schucks, that was intersting, but i had to go, and at the the river cityt rebels show there was like a total of 30 people, and the first band to play was this chinese band call brain failure, i had read about them bu i never heard their music, and i know they sound like so many other bnads i dont see how hey can be popular fucking pick some rich and see your guitar for a big hat chink... then the river ciy rebels played, it was amazing i didnt even know they were glam but they are and the drummer was wearing tightass biker shorts and the guitarist was like 6&apos;7 but he had on high heel so he was like 7&apos;1 and i know i&apos;ve been in alot of bands but now i really wanna be in a dirt glam punk rock band cause those guys are great. but man that would be sweet. then this band called street dogs played and they sounded a lot like the bouncing souls in fact the at one sound they go &quot;were gonna deticate this song to our friends timmy chunks and the bouncing souls!&quot; and on another song they go &quot;this song goes out to avenged sevenfold&quot; twas cool)i even skanked alittle but there were a lot of fat irish bastards, i feel so out of place cause the scene is either treandy indie and i cant get my hair that pretty or irish punk and i&apos;m just me. i feel really bad for my chris i really hope his kind of alright. i almost hit a deer on the way home but i hit the brakes instead which i guess is a bit more nature friendly. its like 4 in the morning i never sleep man. i mis theresa and musical equipment nights, i need to do something.</description>
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  <lj:music>boris the sprinkler- the radio is telling me kill...</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>miss theresa</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2005 04:51:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m a bad boyfriend`</title>
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  <description>why am i such a jerk? man i suck...oh well, atleast i have a cool tee shirt on...dang i dont even have that....blast...</description>
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  <lj:music>Billy Idol- To be a Lover</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Billy Idol- To be a Lover</media:title>
  <lj:mood>worried, do girls like FOX?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2005 07:02:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>jenny will help us find jesus</title>
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  <description>Fuckin paradoxes. So today was pretty cool till my computer fucked with me, it started with me picking up Theresa. I think she is a FREAK of nature. I mean have scientists discovered how she manages to make so friggin happy?…and the answer is!….no of course not…don’t be stupid. I forgot my homework for the first to classes I had even though I did it. I suck!!! Lunch was cool because I so this awesome pupp I wish I owned it : ). Plus Theresa gave me a back and neck rub on the way to taco censations, which is my favorite thing for a girlfriend to give me. No joke. Ahhaha. No seriously its not funny. Art was cool today because I got to be a model and sexified myself “arch your back tommy” take note ladies, its called doggy style not dome shaped back bend style. I hung out with esteven and nick so now I have to make my penis bigger which is gonna cost a lot but oh well… we drove thru schlotsky’s drive thru to get my last pay check and instead they asked me for money, what kind of service is that? Then we got cookies and they didn’t give them to us cause they were high so we yelled at them. Then I went home, and I got Theresa, did I meantion she makes me smile? And that’s where 5 hours of fun began. First we rectified the schlotskys thing and got money, then to wal mart!! This was fun, because we both have money but are really cheap. So we style ourselves in wal mart clothes. Ha I got some cool stuff and I bought Theresa a mirror for my car cause shes always like “tommy, why is there mirror here?!!” then to toy’s r us. I’ve been employeed there a month tomorrow is my first day! Then to starbucks that was fun. Yesterday I found out that Theresa likes coffee this made me happy because I like coffee and coffee shops, I wonder if she likes art shows and museums, cause I do but no one else I know really does…after the coffee I took Theresa to let her drive my car. She did so good I let her have me drive her home, but first we “parked” like in that “back to the future” movie. And this lady came up and started to talk religion with me which made me really happy cause I like to talk about fancy topics. I talked about religion in todays society and she spoke of the return and discovery of jesus. She told me to find jesus and commit my life to god…after she left Theresa helped me fail her miserably…then we called it a day and I’m here. Bai</description>
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  <lj:music>i forgot- moldy peahes</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>happy, theresa does it again!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 05:59:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YAY cancer!!</title>
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  <description>arg to was fine matey!!! i went to school but first i drove by and got theresa so she could go to a club of writing creativly. but instead we both went to report an accedent i got into yesterday...v.a.n....spells van!!! but appearly in legal car talk it spells vet, i cant stand stupid people with attitudes. i watched oaklahoma in english, and they built a barn, then fought and then danced...i really need to build more barns... lunch was like fackin fun a fuck!!! theresa, tasha, frenchie, rachel, and ben all went to tailgaters...i went home and cried alone. NOT! i went to it was fun that is good, i said hi to joe, that is also good! i went to see this guys race cause he asked me to. it caused 2 dollars to see him run a 10 sec race, i only went cause he asked me, then left, and got theresa to go to walmart, i got some metrosexual hair stuff to relax and streak my hair, btw when i turn 18 what color should i dye it? blue? red? green? purple? orange? fuck you? then i went home and played bass, spiffed up the myspace thats it i&apos;m bored, bai</description>
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  <lj:music>Nerve Agents- A Starting Point</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Nerve Agents- A Starting Point</media:title>
  <lj:mood>sore, my back!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2005 06:59:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>myspace, bass, theresa, thats what my life has been for a week</title>
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  <description>my dad yelled at me today and my mom bitched, umm...bai</description>
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  <lj:music>Anti-Flag- Bring out Your Dead</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Anti-Flag- Bring out Your Dead</media:title>
  <lj:mood>depressed, i gotta get out</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 06:58:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Theresa! The Marshmallow Mateys NEED your help! Go and Save them!!!</title>
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  <description>Well what a day, after the day that i talked about today! I SAW THERESA!!! and she is has eyes, and because making sure they were still intack was the reason i wanted to see her i am satisfied...but actually theresa for reason made me like the happiest guy, whats with that? and her keyboard skills are incredible, erg i &amp;lt;3 her ever so...i wonder if people type &quot;&amp;lt;3&quot; because they dont want to say love in fear of what may insue. no but i let myself &quot;down&quot; today and (well you know somethings happen in life and you dont see them coming and once it happens there are a million things going thru your head and you know why? no? okay then nvm!) i was feeling really bad, cause i dont know how, but then i totally realized something...i let myself down all the time! so no worries because i&apos;m sure i&apos;ll fuck up again in the near future, but hopefully not in the same way. so this fuckin ska band, is practicing, wtf? why am i in a ska band? arent i the guy the cadillac rocket?! MOCHY!! erg theresa is making me smile what a meany...she is a super swell girl.</description>
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  <lj:music>Chances Fallen- Some ska band or something i dont know</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>confused, what when wrong?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 01:18:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>why?! why am i sober right now?!!</title>
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  <description>today was a total bust, i woke up and i found out that my mom was going to a wedding and my dad goes to work so i would have had the house to myslef for like two hours, so i called you the girlfriend like 100 times but she never answered....crazy catholics. so instead i went joy riding hoping i would make it home before my mom did, i didnt so she was like &quot;where have you been?&quot; and i told her and it ws all good cause i went to by season two of spongebob square pants and some guitar strings and i got a movie from bbusta. then i ate subway which was pretty tasty then i covered my spiral in pictures of theresa, some would say that covering your schooling goods with picture of a person you like is alittle gay, and i assure you theres nothing little about it. i cant wait till i can start excersing again...the price is right was on in the evening...and that...that was alittle weird cause when it comes on in the morning i&apos;m like &quot;badass! the price is right is on!&quot; but when it comes on in the afternoon its like just akward...why am i tired i didnt even do anything today! i&apos;m gonna lie down...theresa and i would have been cheating on each other with each other for a month tomorrow, thats so neato...</description>
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  <lj:music>No Breaks-Offspring</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>horny, and have blister:(..j/k</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2005 01:50:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh Theresa Where Art Thou?</title>
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  <description>Alcohal and Kevin, Theresa, Tiger Army, Dynomite Boy, Ska Xplosion... These are the things will miss this weekend because I have to be human and have a spine, erg!</description>
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  <lj:music>Buck-O-Nine- My Town</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>horny, does it ever end? : (</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 01:16:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>look its a pill case...wait...now its a lightsaber!!!</title>
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  <description>oh my gosh! this problem has gotten alittle out of hand! my hormones have become more like horrormones because i had this extremely provocotive dream last night, i would give you details but i feel like i would have to charge $3.95 a minute. but man it was weird having this dream because not only am i veiwing it underage the people in it were underage too, i hope thats not a crime oh my! i woke sirprisingly early seeing as how i stayed up all last night talking to that theresa chick, and then i spent all day recording some guitar for cadillac rocket, that was till 4 30 when i called theresa because i remember she said she wanted to see me today, unfortunitally it didnt work out but that means the next time i see her i&apos;ll be even happier, that or not even recognize her blah, so kevin came over and i gave him stuff, and then he left, then it became now, and i&apos;m bored as heck, i dont think i&apos;m gonna stay sober tonight :(....i miss theresa, bai</description>
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  <lj:music>Loser (Guitar Only)- Cadillac Rocket</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>horny, its a disease!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2005 05:35:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lesbians and champiagn bottles...bad combination!</title>
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  <description>man the rest of the day sucked too except i talked to theresa, the conversation was pointless and we were both dont things besides talking but i loved it and i wanna do it again like right now! i love guitar!! &amp;lt;3 theresa bai!</description>
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  <lj:mood>horny, arg! help....me...</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2005 23:30:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i ride the short bus to harvard!</title>
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  <description>what a crumby day, all i wanna do is skate but my back is broken! theresa went to school, why?! i could have like talked to her, so instead i watch a movie called &quot;sideways&apos;&apos; then i called one of my ex&apos;s to wish them a happy birthday, then i got online and talked to theresa which is usually fun but this day she was a barer of bad news, cause mitch hedberg my 3rd fav comedian died... nothing has really happened so why anm i typing, i need to get better and start living again! blah, i miss theresa too much for it to be healthy.</description>
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  <lj:music>streetlight manifesto- the big sleep</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">streetlight manifesto- the big sleep</media:title>
  <lj:mood>horny, anyone got a hole?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2005 04:30:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ouch</title>
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  <description>i havent entered anything in a couple of days because i broke my back. anyway the last thing i remember is that i quit my job at schlotsky&apos;s and that, that day sucked. till i went to hang with theresa but then she was sick so our adventures for the day were cut short, then my bck finally went out after a week of pain. then i went to the hospitol and they gave me super cool painkillers! then today came and theresa came over but her womanhood refused to let her have a good time and she complained a lot, so i listened to her complain alot. this is a short entire seeing has how it covers three days but i have to go lay down now for my back hurts a lot...bai</description>
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  <lj:mood>horny, got jennys?...no!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2005 07:18:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>dang schlotsky! these last two days were the hards days i&apos;ve ever had to work, its weird cause it never been so much work till i finally i&apos;m ready to leave, the sandwich gods are getting their revenge! plus allergies have been kicking my ass :(. today i worked witha specially challenged person who had trouble understanding the instants of tea, one of our conversations went like this;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;hey tommy, what do i do with this tea urn?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;if its empty leave it alone&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;its not empty&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;which tea urn is it&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;the one by the refridgerator&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;then its Empty&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;no its not&quot;&lt;br /&gt;then i walk her over to the tea urn and show her its empty and as i begin walking away i wonder &quot;why isnt she behind me anymore?&quot; so i turn around to witness her looking in the tea urn after i showed her it was empty, WTF!!! LIKE MAYBE my hand covered the tea so she couldnt see it or i did a magic trick to make it invisible when i touched the urn. wha a dumbass. after work i went to wal-mart with theresa, this for some sick reason was fun as heck! we mingled and meandered thru isles and both bought underwear. hers are very provocative, yay sex appeal! we also ran into staci and TC that was fun and funny, but once again i felt like i was neglecting the theresa, i wish she ran into friends so she could ignore me or something. when i went to get gas i ran into esteven, he told me some guy whacked off on to the wall in the restroom of the restraunt he worked at. and since my gf was wearing visible underwear he was like &quot;so what are doing tonight?&quot; *wink wink* (it was then that i realized that between the conversation and the conversation with esteven i am so typical male teen)i was like &quot;nothing&quot; because i&apos;m grounded so dang, but the next best thing happened, when i got home and turned my tv guess what was on....PORN!! i swear it was crazy! i froze and was like, &quot;WHAT!!?!!&quot; it was some weird porn about the making of porn too, pretty fuckin surreal, ok, literally fuckin surrea. then i truned to tbs because i could only take about five minutes of porn before i changed the glorous channel and &quot;not another teen movie was on&quot; and i was like we i dont even like tv so i turned it off, then i was like &quot;wait&quot; because i realized it was the part of the movie where the hot chick how played penny in the &quot;lost in space&quot; movie says &quot;i dont sleep with every random guy who gives me a letter...i give them handjobs&quot; and that line is a classic, but i was like &quot;there is no way they are goona say that on tbs...no freakin way!&quot; BUT THEY DID, WTF?!! but before that happened, like 3 days ago i ran into my friend josh and he gave me a cigarette, and i was like &quot;i could smoke it now or i could save it so it will be super neato&quot; but instead i gave it to theresa!!! and i bought 5 lighters just for that one cigarette. oh well atleast she was happy i guess, i&apos;m listening to hardcore now, i&apos;m gonna see if theresa wants to fall asleep on the phone again cause last night was fun. bai</description>
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  <lj:music>Buck-O-Nine- I&apos;m the Man</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>horny no lie i still want some</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2005 06:56:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i wonder if anyone else has ever used this title to tile their livejournal...not really</title>
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  <description>so today was friday thas always good! i woke up late and missed first period to only day of the entire year i wanted to go to first period! FUCK!!!! (the teacher was letting people play instruments in class to demonstrate sound erg!!!!) so then it was a free day in english, whatever! then multimedia was a bust cause i didnt do anything because i forgot to. lunch was cool cause i theresa&apos;ed it up at home. but my dad got mad at me for bring her over and left a pissed off note on my door which was kind of discouraging. but if i lose another girlfriend because of the &quot;i never you see you because your always grounded, your really cool but i never see you&quot; effect i&apos;m gonna snap!!! we played jeperody in gov. and i sucked at it then in art i talked about movies...i&apos;m wearing kevin&apos;s jacket now...and i need new underwear...and i&apos;m unhappy...i went to work and it was HORRIBLE!  it was the busiest its ever been since i worked there and i didnt get off till an hour after close, but i was like &quot;well at least i&apos;ll never have to close ever again&quot; till i looked that the scheudule! i&apos;m closing tomorrow, 12-C thats nine fuckin hours man! plus!!!! and that ruins my saturday cause my plan was to go to work and while my parents were in austin (which they arent even doing now ERG!) i would tell kevin that i could practice because i had to work then tell brendon i could practice because i had to work then hang with theresa.  but no! NOW i&apos;m working all day fudge. i came home and played guitar. thats were i am now. i kind of wanna call theresa but no! umm...my back hurts still, i&apos;m tired, bai</description>
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  <lj:music>Yesterday&apos;s Kids- Eighteen</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>i&apos;m not gonna lie i want some.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 07:14:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>giraffe! you baby is inside of me</title>
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  <description>so today was a lame one. i gave theresa a ride &quot;wink wink&quot; ...to school. that was fun. then school....then lunch and i watch clone high with theresa and sucked her face that was pretty educational stuff. then seventh period this teacher stopped me when i was looking at the vending machines after i left theresa and she was like &quot;are you in class&quot; then i pointed to the ground indicating i was outside and said &quot;no i&apos;m not i class&quot; then she said &quot;are you expost to be?&quot; and i was like &quot;no&quot; and she was like &quot;let me see your id&quot; so i showed her and then she was like &quot;you know your made your girlfriend late?&quot; (who says girlfriend anymore? its gf!) and i was like &quot;yeah but she doesnt care so i dont care&quot; so she said &quot;well i care&quot; and i was like &quot;WELL! I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE DATING HER!!&quot; and she was like &quot;NO, I&apos;M NOT!!!!&quot; ( had to use 4 exclamation points to make up for the fact i didnt use three on the last one) then to the old parking lot to chill... i got licked my a guy 4 times and i posed for a project of samuel clemens cliques, i was the ska scene, but i&apos;m a punk! then esteven wanted me to work out with him but i was like &quot;no i have to go to the bank&quot; but then he wanted me to go with him while he peed so i rubbed his back and he couldnt go. so i waited till he got a steady stream and gave him a good luck lick on the neck then left to get my debt card done!!! man i&apos;m tired and i wanna go talk to theresa some now, i think i should talk to her on the phone, she doesnt like to but i do, yeah i do....bai</description>
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  <lj:music>LAX- Big D and the Kids Table</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>allergies!!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 04:49:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sanity? What the Fuck is Sanity?! Get that shit out of here and bring me a taco!!</title>
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  <description>another day, and my wallet is alittle smaller. i feel like i&apos;m getting really angry for now reason and i&apos;m gonna like, start acting angry. nothing interesting happened except i noticed that every class i started missing theresa and when i saw her again she must have done the same cause you kept giving me big hugs, this is a good thing because it means were not stalking each other...yet...</description>
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  <lj:music>Violent Femmes- Please Do Not Go</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>..but...why?,...</lj:mood>
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