fuck

allow me to reiterate...

two guys tried to rob me friday nite on my walk home from school. it was stupid. they took my 60 cents. not my discman or the 90 dollars in my wallet in my bag, but my spare change. they probably shouldnt have messed with the kid wearing a watch from a cereal box.
i knew theyd be trouble when...
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cranked down the brightness on my monitor. so it doesnt hurt my eyes. its 2 in the morning, im no longer stoned. i consider venturing to my office (aka the porch) for a couple hits, but lose interest in the matter quickly. my plan was to sleep. wake up before 10. accomplish something. today will be my sunday.

sentences growing short. pondering the abuse of...
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camping trip = clutch
the 2nd annual watermelon tour was a success. true to tradition we tried to leave early but ended up leaving late (shopping for food right before you leave is kind of a set back). James Marvin and i rode up with James' friends Murph and Bobby following. we met Bug in Payson and went to the site. The next few days...
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got retarded last nite. it went a little something like this...

watched landon's kids for a while, they were under the impression i'm a jungle gym. after they went to bed we busted out the DDR and got our dance on for a bit. Then we listened to the d&b stylings of ca$h, while watching killer klowns from outerspace (my favorite part is the cop/puppet)....
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procrastinating this past week and half. the horrible creeping kind where you know you have the time yet can't get anything accomplished. such is my work ethic this week, and for the record most weeks. you know it's bad when you feel like cleaning out your closet for the sake of not doing what you should be.
im screwed.

i know dreams are the sprouting point of my sleeping addiction. when i wake up, i find myself struggling to get back to a dream. that unknown realm of a subconscious reality, a world within the mind.

last nights went something like this:

after a speeding car chase through densly forested back roads i ended up swimming. some kind of river, jungle on either side....
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turned twenty deuce yesterday. suddenly i feel an urge to be productive. almost as if i was subconsciously waiting to be old enough to start feeling like getting shit done with my life, so i guess that's good. of course im off to a bad start since i couldnt sleep last night. a random bout of insomnia. my mind just wouldnt shut up, i tried...
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"I have a love in my life, it makes me stronger than anything you can imagine. I'd say that's that mattress man."

punch drunk love is a good movie. im always biased to media when it reflects my current ...i dont know the word im looking for... life i guess. its especially true for music. im listening to a lot of acoustic stuff lately. ska...
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erica is fucking awesome

crap, im evil.