hugoroark

and why don't YOU ever call ME cutie?

Yah I missed the show on weds. I was out of town and didn't get back until late nate. Bunk shit but thats the ways life goes sometimes. Work, food on the table, beer. ect. I actually don't listen to romey any more but back in the day he used to crack me up. sports are kind of wasteful with your time. I used to skateboard alot but now a little womens tennis or volleyball and I'm cool for a few weeks. It's super funny that we have to qualify a phrase like art fag... 2003 year of the locust. What the fuck is that picture of yours? Is that some exorcist sh*t?

*still in hypnotic daze*
im gonna add dem boyz but I gotta add you to my suicide friends list since you got your head straight correctly. objections? so are you a beat guy? emcee type? what in the hell is going on over here?
* puffs and holds to counter efx of spell*
p.s. does tears(in your bands) stand for tears for fears?


[Edited on Apr 29, 2003]

T.F.F. were so amazing and to this day still so underrated. The harmonies they produced hit my spine like a ghost. I really am still stuck on alot of music from that genre-era. General Public has some incredible tracks as well as Lisa Lisa Cult Jam, Duran Duran, Depeche Mode, New Order of course, I keep a running list for posterity. I play those joints sometimes and get amped. Anyways good stuff to see you repping for your crew and rocking that all powerful 5th element magnet.

[Edited on Apr 30, 2003]

i guess i might have called a judgment down upon myself, from a religious perspective...

um, i thought i left you a cracked out message this morning before i went to sleep, but apparently not.
you smoke too much crack, dude.

just because i'm hard fucking core doesn't mean my body is...yes, that bar bruised the fuck out of both of my legs. how obnoxious...i should've hopped it from the get go.
are you moving to ny now?
i remember those fucking punching bag thingies..they're so much fun to release my overpowering agression on. weee.

wow...fuck fuck fuck fuck. i think that's like the dominant werd of choice in my vocabulary.

how nice of you. i'm already broken from that fucking turnstile...i'm still bruised damnit.

My heart needs to be melted... Not broken, but nice try...
Any hoo, I used to go to the Mud Pie when I first when vegetarian (like 6-7 years ago), but stopped after a couple of visits because, although the food was not bad, it tasted horrible once you saw the bill... There's just NO reason for the prices they charged, especially when compared to the portions they served...
Lisa Marie you ask??? I'm not sure... I knew the dishwasher that worked they right before it closed... He used to room with my cousin...

P.S.
Hey! New photo. Me likes! :-)

looking good, buddy.

you didn't call me to tell me that you're alive, so i'm assuming you're dead. rip mother fucker.

Time for you to update your journal entry, Mr. Roark!

And yeah, I hope you're avoiding fried foods as well.

Yes, but muscle memory must be clearly differentiated from muscle strength. For without regular usage, muscle inevitably atrophies.

Your response in my journal took me by surprise. As an Objectivist, I'd expect that you'd find that *answers* are indeed absolute, and not contingent upon the constant flux of fleeting environmental circumstances.

P.S.
So you fashion creative shapes from your carrot-colored stubble? =P

...and I'm back...

I don't have anything against the smiley emoticons. In my years of youth, I did not fancy them either but I have since changed my opinion on them. However, I respect your present choice to avoid cute smilies. Still, I decided to offer a token of peace -->

[Edited on Apr 09, 2003]

brooklyn patk sounds right, is cottage grove near there, that could be it....if you could email that info, and it pans out, the hookers are yours....

happy birthday

::singin' the birthday song::

Did you change your name, and then back?

At one time, when I first started traveling for work, I thought every city I visited was paradise. Then I realized it was often because of the expense account!

The only city whose glow persists beyond the company-paid food and drink: San Francisco. San Francisco.