alkalinenerd

head shaved, playoff beard intact. until the stanley cup lives in San Jose.

This town is too damn expensive to live in, I need to seek out better living situations.

2 levels until outland.

yeah, i work at a liquor store now. its frightening.

Have you ever stayed away from something for a really long time because deep down you knew that you would like it way too much? You stay so far away from it that a hatred starts to burn, growing and twisting until you're not even sure why you hated it in the first place?

I have succumbed.

I am my own worst enemy.

I never...
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"The Art Of Misplacing Firearms"

I guess the only reality is the one you seem to believe in.
Well I'm walking out, this is the last time.. I feel like shit.
This isn't the way to treat old friends.

Let's go again, you can set me up and watch me stand on top of my own house.
You can watch me spinning and watch me...
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she said, 'I don't think we will ever be friends again but I always loved you.'

Lately, lately we haven't been at our best
and maybe, maybe we had it comin' for a long time.

Everybody hopes that love is like a dancer's pirouette,
with grace we dodge each conflict and decision that we've met.

Everybody tells themselves that they must be justified,
they do what they do because they're trying to get by.

Maybe, maybe we are all selfish...
..but...
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okay! so my sidekick works again, hooray for AIM and communication!

well, it kinda works. When it's in keyguard I still wont receive messages until i exit the keyguard, oh well I can upgrade to a sidekick 3 in January.

I'm late for work, should probably leave now.

Jaegshemaesh, I hate work. With my sidekick broken and work happening all the damn time I feel like I'm losing contact with everyone.

You know whats way better than work?

if you said a blunt you sir or madam are 100% correct. Take a bow.

You know what they say, he giveth and he taketh away. Usually they're talking about Jesus. I've never been one for religious super heroes, but I used to call him Jesus. It started in my living room with a routine three minute confusing stop, but wait... a beautiful stranger. Typically and this case being no exception I didn't bother to pay attention, knowing damn well...
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I got that money stuff, going in for more tattoo work on Monday.

Work work work, Murder by Death on Sunday... oh snap.

Recently I've broke down the walls and have been listening to music I don't normally listen to, I'm trying to be less of a judgemental prick and more of an accepting, loving hippy type.

I need more money to finish my tattoo.

Holy crap, I'm still alive.