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Thursday, October 21st, 2004
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OMG WTF YOU GUYS IM ON MY OTHER LJ NOW BUT IM STILL UPDAETING THIS ONEE!!!!!
THAT IS SOOOOOOOOOC RAZYYY>.!!
WTFI SAY! W T F !!!!!
add the user noclip if you want.
BUT STILL U GUYS! WTF?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!?!??!?!??!??!???!?
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Wednesday, August 11th, 2004
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OMG! GUESS WHAT? I'M NOT ON THIS ANYMORE. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT THIS?! GO HERE IF YOU WANT TO READ ABOUT MY LIFE SOME MORE. CHANCES ARE IT WILL BE FUN. GO!
NOW!
PLZ?
KTHNXBYE!
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Wednesday, August 4th, 2004
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If you really care, you'll add my new EL-JAY, noclip. it'll be friends only, so comment (on that one, not this one) and i'll get around to adding you, i'm sure.
thanks.
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yesterday was almost a complete waste of time. we went down to forestry pools because they THOUGHT that there was a rave. y'know. they were kinda pretty sure. almost. no rave, no nothing. so i stayed up until 5:30AM, then slept until 2PM. it was alright, i guess.
i've got bigger things to worry about, though...
here's the plan:
i've got all day to kill until i get to see her, and i'm pretty sure at some point i'm going to run out of cigarettes to smoke and songs to play on my guitar. the conundrum lies within the fact that most of my friends (the few that are still around) are going up to duncan again tonight, which isn't a feasible solution for me.
so the question is this:
what the FLYING FUCK am i supposed to do now?
good question, alexxx.
EDIT: I took pictures of my truck. Her name is Rhonda (if you haven't heard already), and she's enormous. She's a 1988 Ford F-250 Lariat. Under the hood she's pushing a turbo charged 6.9L V-8 diesel engine. Torque? I think so.
( I think you'll like it. )
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Saturday, July 31st, 2004
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i read her e-mail today, it felt really nice to hear from her. i've gotten 8 e-mails since she left, but each one feels wonderful, it's a grand thing. she gets back tomorrow, and i simply can't wait. but i'll have to, won't i?
i'm thinking of camwhoring later on today, since my dad borrowed that digital camera from his work. it's real nice. maybe i'll take pictures of my room and all my fancy stuff that you couldn't possibly care less about.
i demand love. give! GIIIIIVE!
oh, wait. already done.
<3 see you soon.
EDIT: Oh, they also got some new exclusive drink called Mountain Dew Baja Blast. If you are curious what this stuff tastes like, simply drink a bottle of Scope.
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a lot of you haven't seen my electric guitar.
so here she is.
ain't she beautiful? her name's betsy.
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hey, look, i'm perfectly okay. i just sleep in until almost 3PM. that's fiiiiine, seriously.
(two more days, two more days, two more days)
(shut up, i know)
gah, i'm going nuts. all last night i was up until 2:30AM thinking how wonderful it would be just to give her the most enormous, comforting hug, maybe even a kiss. i'm going crazy, i know. it's alex v2.0, right here. le cap'n faithfulle, oui? oui.
i've got nothing left to read. all i have to entertain myself for the next two days is a half-tank of gas in my truck and two packs of cigarettes.
let the games begin.
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Thursday, July 29th, 2004
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| Subject: | so... |
| Time: | 1:44 pm. |
| Mood: |  okay. | | Music: | black label society - stoned and drunk. |
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...today has been short, since i've only been up for a little over an hour. i got the mail for my mummy (cuz i love my mummy), and watched tv and played some of my guitar. she's coming back soon, which is a very exciting thing for me. i may be heading up to nanaimo on sunday, maybe not. that all depends.
i'm watching some old prison movie...something something luke, something like that. cold hand luke or whatever. i don't know...
i've been writing some pretty freakin' sweet lines on guitar lately. i've been experimenting with pinch harmonics (they're really hard), which sounds totally sweet.
my brother moved out yesterday, into his (i almost typed 'MY', just now) girlfriend's place (wouldn't that be spooky?). my dad's pretty sure he's only gonna be gone for 4 to 6 weeks, but it's hard to tell with him. my mom's kind of depressed, my dad doesn't seem that bothered, and i get to play the neutral party in all of this, which seems to suit me just fine.
today i may hang out with cassie and cody to keep myself busy. i think i might have work tonight. bah. i can't remember...
oh yeah. and i finished all my books. i don't have anything to read now. :/ not sure what to do about that.
i miss love [you].
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Wednesday, July 28th, 2004
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alright, so you know those lipton sidekicks? take the fettucini + alfredo ones. take a full cup of milk, a full cup of water, and a nice big spoon full of margarine, put it in a pot, and set it to boil.
THEN.
take a liberal amount of macaroni and cheese noodles and add it to the mix. wait for it to boil, stir as necessary. add some of the cheese mix from the mac + cheese. let boil for 8 minutes or so, stir every once and a while so it doesn't burn to the pot.
VOILA.
best. breakfast. ever.
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i played soccer for a while last night, and today [just as she predicted], my kicking leg is pretty sore, but nothing i can't handle.
today something may happen, but i will not count on it.
the end.
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| Subject: | DOOM! |
| Time: | 4:15 pm. |
| Mood: |  ecstatic. | | Music: | catch 22 - on and on and on. |
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so i slept in until 2PM today, then went to check the mail, and i got my
BOSS Metal Zone MT-2 distortion pedal
in the mail. it sounds freakin' sweet, you have no idea.
really, not much else has happened. talked to brit for a while, and that was just dandy. that's about it.
miss [you].
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i've spend the last three days doing nothing at all. i painted for the weekend, and that's pretty much it. i've read two books so far, i'm going to start the third tonight. sheesh. what a life have i, says i. arr.
maybe something exciting will happen tomorrow. i certainly hope so.
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i've read 400 pages of my novel in 4 hours. god, i'm a geek.
i've got absolutely nothing planned for today because all my friends are gone, and the few who aren't gone? well i just don't want to see them. so ha!
i'm thinking it wouldn't be so counterproductive to just lay here and listen to music and read all day. that is what i shall do.
i don't need a music scene to tell me who i am...
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perfect. just fucking perfect.
i will love this forever.
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i swear to fucking god i've never met this girl before. she added me on msn from some online profile i had. this is pretty much how the conversation started. according to her profile, she's my age. but there is something wrong, horribly horribly wrong, as you'll soon see.
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jessicapace17@yahoo.com says:
im in belmont park
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
No shit? I used to live there.
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
202 Prevost Ave.
jessicapace17@yahoo.com says:
i live in the apartments
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
Right on.
jessicapace17@yahoo.com says:
yea
jessicapace17@yahoo.com says:
so umm wouldd you be up fr a 3sum with me and my b/f tonight?
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
You just meet random people on MSN and ask them for threesomes?
jessicapace17@yahoo.com says:
hahaha no
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
Uh...
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
Isn't that what you just did with me?
jessicapace17@yahoo.com says:
yourthe first guy lol we have been looking for a chick we just cant seem to get any
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
Christ...
jessicapace17@yahoo.com says:
???
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
No. No, I woudln't want to have a '3sum' with you and your boyfriend.
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
The fact is a) this is creepy and wrong, and more importantly, b) I've got a girlfriend I'm being loyal to right now.
[alexxx] - eFuck v2.1 says:
God, this is fucking creepy.
jessicapace17@yahoo.com says:
oh whatver peace then
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am i the only one that's been horribly creeped out by this? i mean, if i actually knew her, then it wouldn't feel as wrong, but i'm just some...random guy she found on the internet. what a creep. this is the kind of dirt that doesn't come off.
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so today i got to talk to brit <3 and it was nice. then i get to work all day.
today's rating: A++++
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Saturday, July 24th, 2004
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yep. all i did today was paint and stay inside. then i played with my dogs. then i went inside again.
sweet fucking jesus, i'm exciting.
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there. i just painted my house for four hours, and now i'm just sitting here, waiting for something exciting to happen.
who wants to play some gta2?
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So I'm writing a book. It's a book about robot bananas. They're called Bananabots. It goes something like this. These tiny little yellow robots were created by a South American scientist to replace human combat troops in the jungle. The theory behind them is as follows: when the enemy is walking through the jungle the Bananabots simply drop from the trees and begin to peel. Once half peeled they start to spin around really fast, using their peels to slice the enemy to bits below the knees. So this scientist creates these things but discovers too late that he's made them far too intelligent for their own good. There's a fault in their programming. So the little Bananabots go mental and kill the scientist and everyone in his little town. To make matters worse they also learn how to build new Bananabots themselves.
So for five years the Bananabots stay in this little South American town multiplying until one day a group of lost American tourists show up and a group of the more elite Bananabots stow away in their luggage. They hide there until they're back in the States, where they all pop out of the luggage and start killing everything in sign. Eventually the Bananabots kill the majority of the people in North America and enslave the rest. So, you've got an entire continent that's ruled by little banana robots that are blood thirsty killers.
This eventually leads up to the 2004 Olympic games where they win 32 gold medals prompting the European powers to build a giant robot super monkey to invade North America and eat all the Bananabots. So they build the giant Monkeybot and send him over to eat the Bananas and the world is saved. But little does everyone know that there are still thousands of Bananabots back in the little South American town where it all started.
I'm not sure what'll happen after that but I'm sure it'll be as brilliant as the first bit.
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