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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 08:34:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have a headache</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2007 04:25:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Im such an idiot</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 16:53:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Heh...I dont nearly get enough sleep as I should.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 19:44:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ugh I feel terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Ok so Im on about 3 or 4 hours of sleep. I havent eaten since 2 am. Its now 430pm. They took blood from me at the doctor. 5 vials about 6 inches long. So Im...delerious. Oh and Im either looking at 2100 dollars of bloodwork and then they prescribe whatever can fix me, or Im looking at cornea surgery which will cost me a fortune Im guessing. I really fucking have no money. Weekend just gets worse and worse and worse for me. This has to be one of my shittiest weekends ever. Seriously, I wanna break down and cry or something.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2007 23:50:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>What a fucking terrible bullshit weekend Ive had so far. I cant fucking enjoy one minute of it. Friday night/Saturday morning at work a co-worker said I threatened him and I got sent home early. I was also told my days off might be changing becuase of this which is total bullshit. I never threatened anybody at work. Then all this bad shit happens to a friend and that kinda pisses me off too. Saturday at like 2pm, the guy over all valets calls me up and bitches me out about the shit that happened the other night. Now on Sunday at like 6pm my mom asks me to go get some chicken and I say &quot;No Im about to leave to eat with friends&quot; and she starts screaming at me. Then my dad screams at me for not doing it. What the fuck? Im fucking leaving, and no Im sorry I wont put my plans off so you cant eat some fucking KFC. Fucking hate this god damn shit.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 18:28:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>We wear masks all the time. Us...people...the beings that live on this planet. You see someone one day being all friendly to you, all nice, the next day, complete asshole to you. I do it alot. Its not intentional, and I dont believe it really hurts anyone. Like I&apos;ll talk to someone one day, but I really dont like them. I wear masks. Its what we do. But sometimes people remove their masks, and they&apos;re just ugly on the inside. So why do we wear masks to each other? To our friends?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 14:30:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>You guys remember Miss M right? Well she&apos;s a cool cat and she&apos;s a really good friend. Smile Miss M!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 13:31:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>At long last!</title>
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  <description>My car finally has a name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that name is Roxie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxie The Car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stolen)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 21:58:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I read something today that re-opened some wounds in me. My friends mom is in the hospital right now. It made me think about my mom being in the hospital 9 years ago. Ive only told a few of my friends about this, a very select few. I dont know, maybe I need to just spill it. Put it out in the open. Nine years ago my parents tried to have another kid. About 3 months into the pregnancy, my mother had a miscarriage. So she went to the hospital and about 2 days later they dismissed her from the hospital. Well she was still having problems, such as blood in her urine. She went back to the hospital and they just told her that it was afteraffects from the miscarriage. It went on for a week. Back and forth from the hospital, and the doctors telling her the same thing. My dad had enough of it and took her to another hospital. At the other hospital, the doctor had to take her into the emergency room. She was internally bleeding and if we waited about another day, she would have died. They had to remove her ovaries and fallopian tubes. My mother can never have children again and almost passed away. I stayed home from school for about a week after that. So there, thats it. Thats what happened to me nine years ago. Thats why I kinda get sick of the &quot;your momma&quot; jokes after awhile. This is the last time I ever want to talk about this, I hate reliving that moment in my life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Dec 2006 01:18:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Melissa is a goofy kid. Pretty weird too. Hur hur football!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Yeah definately a weirdo. Got her hand stuck in her blanket.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Nov 2006 19:30:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>No its not getting better</title>
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  <description>You know that funny thing we have to go through everyday? Yeah Im talking about life. So most of you know about my glasses thing becuase your friends on myspace. Well if you dont, basically my glasses broke on Friday morning at around 1:30 am. So I had to work the rest of the day without spectacles. Well when I get off work I have to call benefits at 9 am. Becuase of the thanksgiving holiday, nobody is in the office till Monday. So, apparently I dont have benefits and I cant even talk to the people about them. Sucks. But lately life is just getting worse. I get both my car bills in the mail. The payment and the insurance. Yay for poorness. Anywho my check just barely covers both at the same time. I have 20 bux left to spend and guess what, need to put gas in the car. Ok so back to the glasses, even if I do get the benefits people to give me my benefits, theres still a 50 dollar copay I have to pay. I have 20 bux about to be spent. Shit...I dont have money. So I could possibly go about 3 weeks to a month without glasses. Ask my parents you say? Heh, these are the people that get pissed when I need 10 dollars for gas money. They think I just waste money, yet my dad was the one that suggested I buy the car now instead of a couple of months. So yeah hassling 50 out of them is damn near impossible. Plus I owe a friend 310 dollars. Grr. Im also losing sleep. It seems I cant fall asleep anymore. I just stay up later and later and wake up earlier and earlier. Yesterday I got about 8 hours of sleep which was nice to have. But mostly its been about 5 or 6 hours. I have to squint the entire time to make sure Im typing all this right. I now have a huge ass headache which Im sure is from the lack of lenses over my eyes. Im thinking to bitch about me not having benefits until they just give them to me. Then Im gonna get my eye exam, frames, and new lenses. After they pay everything. Im going to get a better job. Dont get me wrong, the Grand is a decent job. I just know I can get better. So why am I typing this here? Becuase I have no other way to vent about it. Who the hell do I tell about this? I mean yeah I talk about it to my friends but I cant really vent to them. None of them are in my boat. Im seriously just so tired of everything. Why cant everything go back to when I was 12? Everything was taken care of. I didnt need a job, I did chores around the house. My parents bought me things and when I needed glasses, my fathers insurance covered them. Is life even worth living sometimes? It seems I have more problems than solutions. More troubles than simplicities. Ive never understood why I have to work all my life, busting my ass off, for what? If I work from 18 to 65, 5 days a week, 8 hours a day, then I just worked away 11 years and 1 month of my life away. Put that on top of the fact that were supposed to sleep 8 hours a day, and thats a third of my life. Now considering the kind of person that I am, I&apos;ll probably just live to be abour 70. So about 24 years of my life is sleeping and 11 is working. 35 years of my life. Thats half. Half of my life. But I didnt even factor in school. Lets just say thats another 5 years gone. 40 years of my life is gone. Why? Why do I have to live like that? Im just so tired of everything. So I just sit here, and wait. Wait for something to end misery.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 23:58:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yeah...</title>
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  <description>So Im sitting at my desk about to hop on some CS forums when something brushed against my foot. I jumped up and hit my knee on the bottom of the desk and spilling the glass of ice water all over myself. Turns out it was just a piece of tissue. =(</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Apr 2006 08:44:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ok the dream. This is going to be hard as shit to explain becuase...well you have to be fucked up in the head as me to get some of it. Ok if you&apos;ve seen Silent Hill then you know about the little girl and all that. Well in my dream I was &quot;allied&quot; with the little girl (the evil one). Well I had the ability to switch between the &quot;ash&quot; world and the &quot;dark&quot; world. In the ash world I was regular me but when I went into dark world I was Pyramid Head. Yeah I know. Fucking awesome. Anyway there was this shrine thing made out of barb wire and a hospital bed (you guys who seen it know what Im talking about) And me and the little girl would go there every day and &quot;worship&quot; the shrine. Well I was basically the muscle of the group. The little girl had me do so much things as Pyramid Head. I killed so many things. But near the end of my dream something weird happened. The 2 worlds split apart and could never &quot;rejoin&quot; so to speak. So I had to make a choice whether to stay as Pyramid Head or stay as regular me. In my dream I decided to become Pyramid Head permantenly and I cut my own head off. Now this is when I woke up, right when my head was cut off my body. But the weirdest thing about this dream was that my whole neck. My entire neck all around was hurting. Badly. I have to leave alot of detail out becuase its just to hard to type it out. I can probably explain it in person so if you ever wanna hear more then let me know. But yeah...fucking weird.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Apr 2006 15:46:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Silent Hill</title>
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  <description>Yeah so Silent Hill was a pretty good movie. Needs more Pyramid Head though. I only saw half the movie. (haha pinkeye makes me not see out of my right eye) Id do the cop lady from that movie. She had some big boobies. Hooray for boobs! Anywho. Watching Silent Hill and then going to bed made me have some really fucked up dreams. I&apos;ll tell the tale of my dream later but I have to go to work right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do I have onions for the mood thingy?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 17:47:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>To whom it may concern.</title>
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  <description>FUCK YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2006 23:13:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I had this dream last night. Wooooo what a weird one. So Im cruising down this highway/interstate in some futuristic sports car. This thing is like top of the line, can go from 0-60 in like 2 seconds. So Im cruising down going like 150 MPH. Im doing all these crazy stunts in my car. Drifting, 360&apos;s and 180&apos;s and driving backwards. All of the sudden I go 30 mph and 8 cops pull me over. Give me a ticket and like 10 movies to return to a video store. Well I get like 500 dollars for returning the videos. The video store is inside a indoor pool. Then pigeon headed zombies bust in and Im putting the video tapes together to form a videotape shotgun. I start blowing pigeons heads off. Then some asshat called me and woke me up. So thats the end of my dream.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2006 22:53:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>People are stalking me through LJ and it scares me</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2006 13:16:36 GMT</pubDate>
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&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;0%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;MaleOrFemale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=18309403475507921467&quot;&gt;The Resident Evil Character Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=4673065188304210913&quot;&gt;BrumKing&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3&quot;&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2006 06:46:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I dont understand death. Im not talking about why people die. Im talking about peoples view on it. When people die, other people are sad and crying and all that. Honestly, I dont care. I mean it sucks that the person died, but damnit its a part of life. We&apos;re not going to live forever. We all will die one day. Whether it be death from a drive by, death by cancer, or just natural causes, we still pass on. If you believe in heaven then you know that person is in a better place anyhow. Do I fear death? No not really. I expect it to come. Am I going to embrace it in open arms? Hell no. I want to live forever, but I have to face facts, Im not going to. I dont know really. The human mind, heart, and soul are way to complex to understand. Take your own conclusions from this.&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I really would like to catch up on my anime. I also want to find new anime. PJ says Eyeshield is pretty cool and I guess it looks good. (Im still not getting Sexy Commando, PJ) I need a bigger HD too. So far I got One Piece, Naruto, Jojo&apos;s Bizarre Adventure, Bleach, and I guess Eyeshield now. Any suggestions guys and girls?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2006 09:49:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So tonight we went bowling. Man Im lame at bowling. I should go more often to get better. Thumb hurts, back hurts, and my knee hurts. Also my head hurts. Last night I saw Bloodrayne. Id rather have an enema with a hot coal poker. Ive seen better acting in porno movies. Im at my friend PJ&apos;s house right now and he&apos;s...cooking something? Nope doing dishes. So all in all I love my new hat. Holly didnt call. That bitch.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2005 01:37:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Woo. 21 now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 09:02:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>R.I.P. Eddie Guerro</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://wcco.com/topstories/local_story_317110540.html&quot;&gt;http://wcco.com/topstories/local_story_317110540.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie a lot of people may not like you but I did. I thought you were a funny guy and a good wrestler. Its total bullshit that this happened to you but hopefully your in a golden ring up there.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 09:14:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ok over the past few weeks or so I&apos;ve just become angrier and angrier. Shit with the CS clan and shit in real life. Just catching shit everywhere. And I try so hard to keep it within myself, at least from people. So this is really the only place I can vent it out. But I cant completely vent it out since some of the people I need to vent about could read this. So...just a general fuck you to some people. You may know who you are. Im gonna explode on someone and its not going to be pretty becuase some people just can not take criticism in any fucking way possible.</description>
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  <lj:mood>fucking mad as hell</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2005 20:58:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&amp;amp;id=127&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://guru.theotaku.com/results/127_Monkey_D_Luffy.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Quiz Result Provided By: theOtaku.com.&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; face=&quot;verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&amp;amp;id=127&quot;&gt;What Straw Hat Pirate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2005 15:51:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well I guess I&apos;ll update since I havent in awhile. Not like anyone reads this. Hurricane came. Hole in roof. Hole in my room. Im in guest room. I dont like it. Could be months before Im back in my room. Worked at Lowes for 3 weeks. I hated it. Now working at BlockBuster. Havent officially started becuase they havent logged me into their systems yet. Um...nothing else much going on. Im bored.</description>
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