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I'm Richard Simmons, Bitch!
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[02 May 2004|02:30am] |
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Support the patriot act, because it is of the upmost importance that the office of homeland security knows how much porn is on your computer!
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[19 Apr 2004|09:50pm] |
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Do me the biggest favor ever, and it only takes about a minute, go to http://www.pimpslord.com/register.php?reffer=thetered and sign up, it'll just take a minute, you can use fake info as long as it looks legit, and log in one time, thats it, a few minutes total, and It'll be the hugest favor ever for me.
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[11 Apr 2004|10:59pm] |
Yesterday I was driving home from Tulsa, and stopped at a gas station, I decided to get a drink, above the fountains was a sign that said "Free drink with 100 gallon purchase!" I thought surely this was a typo as it is the most rediculous thing I've seen, first, noone buys 100 gallons of gas at a time, and secondly I thought possibly it was a card or somthing you punch each time to accumulate gallons. But then I thought, I'm on a freaking turn pike overpaying for gas out the ass, and usually the only people who buy gas at those kinds of places are the losers who are unfortunate to incorrectly gauge how much gas they need to get to the next city (ie. me). When I was paying for my stuff, I asked the clerk (who was an older gentleman) if that sign was a typo and he said (in a tone that indicated that was I was asking was absurd and that I was utterly stupid for even thinking that) No it's a hundred gallons. Anyways, I didn't want to get further into it and I've gone on babbling far to much about the topic, so I'll quit.
I pretty much hate pictures, and don't like publishing them but, while I was cleaning out my old room, I came across an old photo that is one of the few pictures I've taken that I actually like, and against my better judgment I thought what the hell I'll post it.
( Read more... )
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[06 Apr 2004|03:51am] |
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THIS POST IS FRIENDS ONLY!!
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[03 Apr 2004|02:14pm] |
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What the hell, cingular, calls me and wakes me up this morning at 10am, JUST TO TELL ME I CAN CHECK MY MESSAGES A DIFFERENT WAY NOW! arg.
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| Phone Post: |
[02 Apr 2004|01:09am] |
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| “Wow, I just learned live journal has a phone option. I knew instantly I must share my voice with the world because I know my millions of friends and fans love to listen to me talk and alot of you will probably record this and play it over and over on your cd players. I guess I should talk about my day though, I had a tea party with Mrs. Sniffles, aparently she is to good for pink tea. The nerve. Oh well, I am going now, my 8 dollar 2 ounce latte is getting cold.”
Transcribed by: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) deathbydust |
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[31 Mar 2004|09:55pm] |
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HOLY CRAP, THE NEW WINAMP IS KICK ASS. The last version I had was 3 something but I thought I'd give it another look, and wow, that gets my vote for one of the best free software programs EVER.
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[31 Mar 2004|05:40pm] |
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wow, life is great, I was listening to a song and wanted to turn down the volume but didnt want to reach for the speaker volume, so i just started rapidly smashing the volume down key on my keyboard. Volume didn't go down but all of a sudden 34 calculators opened.... it's great to know that my volume down key opens my calculator!
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| Here's how my day went... |
[27 Mar 2004|02:31am] |
Oy today was a waste, I woke up this morning and looked like this
I hate hair, I hate long hair, I hate short hair, I hate no hair. Anyways, I was hungry as hell
and since I don't have any food here I had to look for bugs in my apartment to eat.
After breakfast I through on some clothes, and realized they smelled really bad, thats the last
time I experiment with new detergents.
Well, I had planned on spending this weekend
...um, except I'm not pregnant... or a lady... anyways instead of studying I ended up
when I finally woke up, I suddenly had a burst of energy and
needless to say that was a waste of time... All that left me hungry, and since I already ate all
the bugs I could find in my apartment I decided to go eat at wendy's, this did not make Ronald
McDonald happy AT ALL.
I ordered a burger and it was a little something like this
On the way home I passed a hand rail and was going to do an ultra cool sliding move, but instead my
hand slipped, I racked myself and it felt a little like this
I stumbled the rest of the way home hopeing I didn't give myself a bisectomy. When I finally got
home I went to check my email and got a big
hotmail doesn't have two t's. After alot more procrastination and realizing the day was pretty
much over I felt like an idiot for wasting a whole day. But then I found consolidation in knowing
that I'm not this guy.
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[27 Mar 2004|01:20am] |
haikus are stupid
take this one for example
what's the fuss about?
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[25 Mar 2004|03:47am] |
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If I don't go sky diving again, and soon, I AM GOING TO SNAP.
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| How good friendships turn awkward |
[24 Mar 2004|05:46pm] |
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It was 8th grade when I met him, we had homeroom together and we got to know each other well. He was the type of person who was fairly popular because he could blend into any group of people, he was really funny and outspoken. That summer we really didn't see each other, but when 9th grade started the bus I rode took a different path and he was now on my route. Their was alot of cool people that had that route so it wasn't that bad riding the bus, and our bus driver was a iffy gay, he wouldnt admit it but I swear he had to be, so we basically gave him hell. We became really good friends and along with several other of our closest friends were like a "unit" and the more time passed the better friends we became. Brunswick county wasn't exactly the party county and their weren't really places to go, so your option was house get togeters/parties, drive around (which for some reason we did alot of), or driving to Myrtle Beach which was about 30 minutes away or Wilmington on the other side of us which was 40 minutes away. Well it was around early 9th grade that he finally started dateing this girl that he had the biggest crush on forever, she was a grade higher than us, so now they were dating, but we still were close and I became good friends with her, before then I didn't really even know who she was. It was near the end of 9th grade that they broke up, but remained friends and still hung out. That summer he basically kind of ran away from home cause he was having problems at home, so he lived most of the time on the beach sleeping on porches of hotels and such in lounge chairs, or he stayed alot of times at my house also. Later in the summer I started dating her at the assurance is was cool from my friend. So now i'm dating her and it was wierd cause I didn't have a job and she did, so somehow she ended up being the "man" in the relationship and basically spending all the money. We dated for quite a while, my friend decides to drop out in 10th grade, but we are still super close, like more than ever. It was sometime through 10th grade that I broke up with her, which I felt really bad about later, someone told me they saw her with someone else (which was totally a lie), and rather than find out what it was all about i was getting kind of bored with her anyways so one day when she called my mon brought me the phone, I said hello and she said hi, i instantly hung up on her gave the phone back to my mom and said she will call back, and when she does tell her I dont want to talk to her. And I didn't for about 7 months. By this time since he didn't go to school anymore I didn't see him as much as I used to, aparantly he started dating her again, and just never talked to me about it when we did hang out. Fast forward to 11th grade I'm spending more time with alot of other people besides them anymore so periods of time would go that I wouldnt talk to him. One day I came home and their was a note on my car from her telling me a whole bunch of stuff, mind you this was the first contact i had with her in 7 months after out of the clear blue hanging up on her, so she had no idea what happened. We recogncile our differences and start dating again, and spend alot of time together over the summer between 11th and 12th grade, but again I got bored with her as I always tended to do with girls and broke up with her once more. Two months later I regret my decision but I find out that she is now engaged to my friend. Aparantly after all he had been through with all the partying and what not some how he descides to turn his life around he finds "jesus" all of a sudden, which I thought was odd for him. So suddenly we have practially nothing in common, and I am spending hardly any time with him anymore. Then after 12th grade I move to Tulsa, oh ya and they have a kid. So now everytime I go back to NC I am only their for like a week or two which is practically no time when you want to see all your old friends and what not. So I contact him now he is going to school to be a preacher, so even though I still consider him one of my best friends ever, we have NOTHING in common. So I contact him and of course he wants me to come stay with him and hang out, but its super awkward, cause all the stuff we used to do together he is now against, and on top of that he is married to the same girl that we both dated on and off forever, so its just a super awkward senario, and then on the other hand I can hang out with my other friends and party and drink and have fun and what not. I don't know why I really posted this other than I was looking through some old yearbooks yesterday and started to think back to highschool. It's crazy how people change and some don't.
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[23 Mar 2004|02:36pm] |
Kick ass, I get this email in my box today that is so good it must be true! All I have to do is give this guy $36,00 bucks and he'll give me $20 million within a week... SCORE!
My name is Mr.Ifeanyi Obi the manager, credit and foreign
bills of UNITED BANK FOR AFRICA PLC. (UBA). I am writing in respect of a
foreign customer of my bank with account number 14-255-2004/utb/t who
perished in a plane crash [Korean Air Flight 801] with the whole
passengers and his name was Andreas B smith. Since the demise of this
our customer, I personally has watched with keen interest to see the
next of kin but all has proved abortive as no one has come to claim his
funds of usd.60 m, [sixty million united states dollars] which has been
with my branch for a very long time. On this note, I decided to seek for
whom his name shall be used as the next of kin as no one has come up to
be the next of kin.
And the banking ethics here does not allow such money to
stay more than five years, because money will be recalled to the bank
treasury as unclaimed after this period. In view of this I got your
contact through a trade journal after realizing that your name and
country is similar to the deceased. I will give you (USD 20 M) million
united states dollars of the total. Upon the receipt of your response,
then you will spend (USD 36, 000) thirty six thousand dollars for the
smooth success of the business.
I will send you by fax or e-mail the
application, bank's and the next step to take. I will not fail to bring
to your notice that this business is hitch free and that you should not
entertain any fear as all modalities for fund transfer can be finalized
within seven banking days, after you apply to the bank as a relation to
the deceased.
When you receive this letter. Kindly send me an e-mail
signifying your decision including your private Tel/Fax numbers for
quick communication.
Respectfully submitted,
Mr. Ifeanyi Obi
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| Where's the AIDs? |
[20 Mar 2004|03:05pm] |
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Statistics say approximately 1 in 4 people have AIDs, but I've never (knowingly) met or knew anyone with AIDs in my life. So that leaves me wondering, where is the AIDs? Do you have AIDs? Or do you know people who have AIDs? I'm further intrigued by the number of people who might have AIDs and not even know it, and if they do, I wonder how many are devious enough to still possibly sleep with someone without telling them.
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