dane_valek

Talked to the Ex last night, not the Seattle one, the one that's still in town. We talked for a good hour or so. She said she might go out last night, but never called me to say she was. Poopy. I didn't want to hang out with her new boyfriend anywho.

I gave my number to the Seattle Ex's sister, so I might actually...
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I called in sick for work yesterday. It wasn't completely fraudulant, either. A first for me. I woke up in time for work, but for some silly reason I turned off my alarm and went back to bed. I woke up an hour late, and called in complaining that my back was in a lot of pain. At the time it wasn't, but through the...
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Interesting night last night. I went to hang out with my firend Greg at work. He was putting together a formal ball at his hotel's ballroom, and I ended up hanging out, helping him with arrangements. We had a good time. Turned out nice, and we'll have pictures at some point in the future. Turned out really nice.

So, the kids start showing up, and...
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(Evil Laugh)

In the middle of the newest song. It's amazing what getting away from music for a few days has done for my creativity. It's fun, again. I'm so happy. Hopefully I'll have it ready by the end of the weekend to send to those who are interested. It's just a shame that I can't slap them on here. Oh well.

A co-worker is...
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Then came the hail of bullets. He dodged and weaved to avoid them though he knew his fate lay in gravity's kiss. Never was he more sure of his own mortality. As the echo of sex between lead and pavement ceased, he sat still. In unbelief, he stood and looked himself over. He now knew the meaning of it all. He took a step forward...
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Almost fell asleep at work today, several times. So, I think I'm going to go to sleep.

Need a kick in the face. Metaphorical, that is. Something to get me moving. Maybe a fight. Maybe a cigarette. Maybe the promise of a golden future with a beautiful wife, lollipop-licking kids, a white picket fence, and a dog.






Then again, I could kill them all, start a maniacal cult, and take over the world. All while wearing a really cool pair of boots.

I left my good headphones at Dirty's house last night. We jammed for maybe an hour and a half, and that's being generous. We ended up watching internet cartoons for an hour, and I left when they decided to go out to the bar. I would have been down, but I know I'll spend too much money at the bar. Plus, I wanted to go...
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Sometimes, I don't know what to say. Sometimes I feel like I should say something, yet the words just don't come. I sit in silence when I know there are words to be put forth, and thoughts to be elaborated on. Sometimes, I don't care.

Hoorah, another depressing turkey day arrives. I will be dwelling in my own world this holiday weekend. My closest relative is about 70 miles away, so I'll more than likely be staying home because I'm too lazy to go that far, and she's working for the T-day BS. Can't say that I blame her. I could use a little extra money.

I do, however get...
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Seems like a night of Half-life 2, again. David might be coming over later. I might be able to have a couple of cigarettes. HEHEHEHEHE... damned addictions.

Laundry day. I hate laundry day. My room gets cold in the winter time because my dad is an asshat, although I still love him, he's an asshat. He is so afraid of fire it's not funny. He...
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Four days of over-indulgent fun come to a close. I sit here pondering my existence, wondering how much longer I can live like this. I'm broke, once again. This is the first time I have ever been broke on Monday, and it's a very wide-eyed awakening. I can't do this anymore. I've been out of school for too long, now. Three years, and nothing to...
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