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I know I just came back from a vacation but I think I need another.

I want to go to Italy.

I'm not sure why. Pasta? Wine? Italian bread? Scooters? Ciao?

But I have to have a cute lady to do this with. With that we we can stroll hand in hand, take in all the beautiful culture, the beautiful sights, dine on fabulous quisine...
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Must ... break free ... of ... Tampa ... sooner ...




Damnit.

I want out.



Okay, whose couch can I come crash on?

I'm home. I'm tired. I'm sore. I have a broken thumb. All in all, I had a great damn vacation. Vivat.

I've been fighting for this week off since the beginning of December. My annual trip for camping in Mississippi with about 20 of my closest friends starts today.

And I'm going to be sitting (laying) here, on my ass, with a terrible sore throat, a fever and body aches that make me feel like someone beat my entire body with a bowling pin, unable to...
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Alright, the time has coooooooooooome to saaaaaaaaaaaaay goodbye ... yeah, I was totally singing this line as I typed it. I'm gay like that Sue me.
So the time has come to say goodbye to Florida.
Yep.
Been mulling over the iea for a few months now and since I have nothing keeping me here anymore, I've decided it's time for a change. I haven't...
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I grow weary of most of those that choose their main contact to be through some type of electronic medium; be it myspace, text message or e-mail. Even interaction via cell phone is rapidly approaching tedium to me. What happened to actual personal interaction, I wonder -- and this is coming from a self-confessed anti-socialite. It is so easy to hide behind these modern conveniences,...
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Because it needs to restated at regular intervals:

I hate Wal-mart.

Regardless, I still find myself going there often based on the sole fact of location, location, location. Granted, that is a sole fact stated three times but it is a sole fact nonetheless. I feel as if I am betraying Target, which is my newfound paramour. I like to pronounce it Tar-zhay because A)...
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I've decided that 9:35AM is a damn fine time to have a beer. I have a metric shit-ton of work to get done, so I think starting off the day with one of the finest motivational drinks ever made is quite, quite the right idea.

I'll check in later and let you know how logical (and helpful) this choice was ...

Update: Still drinking at...
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Okay, so I was on a bit of a hiatus. I'm back. You love me. You know it.

Journals are so totally unnecessary, especially considering my boring life. No need to update.

I just bought a case of beer to celebrate a new holiday, it's called, "I Don't Give A Shit About You And Your Drama Day."
The club where I work is full of it so I'm removing myself from it all and have come to the realization that 99% of drama really doesn't matter, even if you're involved in it (which I thank the dogs,...
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