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lol...you soooooo would have been my hero if you would have wrote in daffy duck!!!!!
i went for kerry.





p.s. good to have you around again..

What would have been even better is if a third of the country wrote in Daffy Duck. Warner Bros. would have some shit to figure out then.

Dude, where'd you go? I missed you sooooo much *sniffle* *sniffle* don't ever leave me again!!!

Anyway, glad to have you back pal, and keep on chuckin if a wood chuck could chuck wood, that is.

I will find you and punish you severely if you write in Daffy Duck.

I could see you as a cop. You would be a handome one and the world could always use a few more good men, ahem...

I say that in the best, moral way possible, you have a genuine desire to help people, you might as well get paid for it. I went to college to be a cop. The corruption is everywhere, the only thing that will get rid of it is to replace it with good.

so, if you become a cop, can iplay with your night stick?

Well, from that perspective, I had it 50% easier than most kids. My folks got divorced over disfunctions and the like.

Never really had any problems from the maternal side--she's always been very grounded and solid. My pops, on the other hand, has always been sort of an alcoholic Peter Pan. I love him to death, but it's probably a good thing we see each other as much as we do.

i look at them now and wonder how my sister survivesliving with them
ijust want to tellherto come live withme and get heraway from it all
my folks in reality arent that bad, but its bad enough

But you have to admit, after all is said and done, past all the bad memories, San Francisco is a beautiful city. One day I want to live there, just cause I'm cool like that.

When you remember something and you think of a better time, you have to realize that there is no other time than Now. The memory itself is a thought that exists in your present mind. Therefore there is no better time, no past that governs you or future that will save you. All of that is in the mind. And the mind, as every other thing and part of you and the world, is in the Now.

Thanks.

I feel the need to express myself.

Yeah Costa Rica sounds fucking awesome.

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Thanks so much for the testimonial... that warmed my icy little heart...

1. Be careful. Some of them have cooties.

2. Jumping through your anus is definitely an emergency type course.

3. Love... Hate... It's all the same anyway...

4. He'll be back again sometime.

5. Wow.

6. So keep it going.

7. Move someplace warm with lots of pretty girls.

8. YOU WHAT!?? Betrayal is such a masculine trait...

9. I'm trying to see them more as opportunities for hilarity rather than dating profiles...

10. No you won't. You're older now. You're going to stand up and accept your responsibilities as a man no matter how much they suck ass.

You think you're picky, you should meet my pal Jake. If a girl has a stray hair when he talks to her, she isn't good enough, and that aint no lie. You shouldn't run away, then who would I go to for info on the world at large? Mister emergency aid worker, you can't disappear.

Dating profiles are cool, but yes, somewhat usless. Sorry things aint going that well, but they'll get better, promise.

Toodles, and enjoy the pancakes I mailed....

Haven't talked to you in a while, wanted to say whats up? : )

did you die!?!

I WANNA GO!!!!

I wish I could go. Sounds like a blast...

"You don't love me, you love the way I love you. The way I see you because you don't like the way you see yourself without me. Love yourself first asshole, only then can you become whole enough to give anything of value to anyone else. Don't just go sucking from one girl to the next like a love leech that can't stand to be in a room by himself or he'll wither and die."

Ahhhh.. thirst. If only it could be quench with some new spin off sprite, Loooove spite or something.

Desensitization to naked women set in about the second day I was on this site. Also, everclear in large enough doses might not cure the infection, but it will probably fuck you up to the point where you don't remember most of it anyway.

I'm sorry to hear you are sick I hope you get better soon. Also thanks for the journal love...

Look at you always wanting to be entertained.


Here is what was happening after we spoke on Sunday.

Well this time I did not have a migraine. I ended up goin to the doctor because the palms of my hands turned a lovely shade of red and were itchy. Turns out I was having an allergic reaction to shellfish, which I love and had never had a reaction to.

The gave me steroids to kill the inflammtion. But it could have been a helluva lot worse. They said that I would talk like Arnold for a few days but then I would back to normal. No voice change or anything funky yet.