i am a bohemian, and this is truth, not some self-righteous pretentious crap whilst diesel shoes strapped onto my nomenclature. perhaps a tattoo of potato shall appear, but it will neither confirm nor deny the true essence of the self. it will merely be a signal of great fortitude, and perhaps somewhat scrawled above my left ankle. i will be exploring other options as an...
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well, it was a pretty surreal day.
as my first act as an unemployed person, i shall first go to the bank and obtain lots of those coin roll things. i've got more change than you can shake a stick at, and that's worth something. i will cash them in, and earn weekly expenses.
second act, i'm going to finally clean my house. what else...
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as my first act as an unemployed person, i shall first go to the bank and obtain lots of those coin roll things. i've got more change than you can shake a stick at, and that's worth something. i will cash them in, and earn weekly expenses.
second act, i'm going to finally clean my house. what else...
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stuzzy:
why aren't you going to spain?
think of this as an opportunity. you only live once, and you are young. do it man. even if you flop you are young enough to come back and start over.
sorry you lost your job... but you were begging to get fired man. you didn't belong there anyway.
think of this as an opportunity. you only live once, and you are young. do it man. even if you flop you are young enough to come back and start over.
sorry you lost your job... but you were begging to get fired man. you didn't belong there anyway.
hasselhoff:
The problem with escapists is that they eventually escape. and don't come back. Vicarious living is utterly unsatisfying as well.
i got fired.
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geckogirl:
oh no! well, surely someone will pay you for your genius
donzell:
dude, that does suck. sorry.
in case you ever wanted to know, here is a dream i had last night, which disturbed me profoundly in the morning and made me trace my roots. more on that later, but here is the dream itself.
i'm at some kind of strip club. the lights are dim and the music is loud. i feel alienated when i walk in. i am alone. i...
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i'm at some kind of strip club. the lights are dim and the music is loud. i feel alienated when i walk in. i am alone. i...
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hasselhoff:
That field is off of 20 east some where.
Let me know if you want to hit up drinking liberally one of these days. It's conveniently located close to Marta, so I'm game.
Let me know if you want to hit up drinking liberally one of these days. It's conveniently located close to Marta, so I'm game.
another year of restlessness and want. simply put - tired of having the vestiges of peace trampled upon by interlopers and inoperable robots. waiting always. thinking of tomorrow. the sink of full of disgusting forms. the bathtub reeks of discarded hair. and yet - i threw out some trash and removed expired items from my fridge. moving at the pace of a cubic meter per...
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direchocobo:
I'm going to have to read more of your entires. Hanging out with you is delightfully bizarre as well.
the zany moment
by: me
it has been a good series of events. let me explain. you see, i used to play pool in the APA league until quite a short while ago. my old team abandoned me, failing to return phone calls that inquired about joining up for the new season. so it turns out - at my watering hole, el myr, i ran...
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by: me
it has been a good series of events. let me explain. you see, i used to play pool in the APA league until quite a short while ago. my old team abandoned me, failing to return phone calls that inquired about joining up for the new season. so it turns out - at my watering hole, el myr, i ran...
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just onward - simply moving in step with the cowbells of the post-modern nightmare our grandparents created. with the exception of the occasional ziggurat or shamanistic ritual, all remains fairly stable and dull, like the royal fork.
no, i really don't know what happened to the tricycle.
they will descend upon my home like a nest of jheri curls and iron, those atonal species -...
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no, i really don't know what happened to the tricycle.
they will descend upon my home like a nest of jheri curls and iron, those atonal species -...
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hasselhoff:
Your writting is bitter and absurd. I think that's great.
on the question of the unattainable
(a reply)
this weekend, something fundamental to my character and my personal interpretation of the world was brought into question. the question brought me pause, and that in itself called for examination, introspection. for the better half of the weekend, it's pretty much what i've done. as i ran through various errands and my usual routine, it stuck in...
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(a reply)
this weekend, something fundamental to my character and my personal interpretation of the world was brought into question. the question brought me pause, and that in itself called for examination, introspection. for the better half of the weekend, it's pretty much what i've done. as i ran through various errands and my usual routine, it stuck in...
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hasselhoff:
That was a fine bottle of tequila sir. Thank you very much.
aye, i feel somewhat inconsiderate. seriously, thanks for the birthday shout outs. being 24 is suddenly bizarre.
this month has been punctured with lots of sadness here and there, in what would have otherwise been the best ever. on the one hand, i'm not at the bottom - i'm not trapped under the weight of the vicious depression that tends to consume my everyday activity...
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this month has been punctured with lots of sadness here and there, in what would have otherwise been the best ever. on the one hand, i'm not at the bottom - i'm not trapped under the weight of the vicious depression that tends to consume my everyday activity...
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hasselhoff:
Holy shit - We have the same birth day. We are indeed morose people. Alas you are so young, when you hit thirty you will know the true nature of loathing. We will have to have a party and celebrate the carpiness of being born in between Jeebus and the new year.
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry
I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cry
Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That mean's he's lost his will...
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He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry
I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cry
Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That mean's he's lost his will...
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