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2004-04-03 23:15:15 ET holy shit am i glad our old computer got fucked up cause we got a new one and its so much better uhh im so happy but yeah so theirs been a lot of stuff going on here i dont really want to say right now cause im far to lazy to type it all but do time my friends do time
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damn yous computer!!!! | |
2004-03-30 06:45:34 ET oh man its been hella dayz since ive added a journal entry but my comp has failed me... it completely crashed because we had like 13 viruses and yeah so this sucks balls but anyways a lot has happened i broke up with kyle and it was all good though i mean i feel hella awful about it but it was for the best and me and fabian are doing ok i dunno \ whats going on with us but yeah so lately ive been going to the beach a lot for like 3wks straight every saturday ive been there and its great umm ive met hella cool people and its good to be with other people for a change and not have to be around all my old friends cause they were really starting to bug but yeah so tonight is the Aussie- Pink Floyd cover band concert i know its not like the real band but hey its all i can get for being born generations later but yeah im really excited about it it should be a kick ass time
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One of the best weekends....... | |
2004-03-15 20:57:26 ET holy shit this weekend was so good on fryday my brother came to pick me up from school in his new car (97 Silver Eclipse) its pretty sick but anyways he brought his friend fabian with him and i dunno hes hella cool but anyways so we went back to my house and got blasted and then we went to his friends house and its so awesome its fucking hella sick anyways it was chill cause me and his friend hella talked and shit and hes hella cool well anyways later that night we all got faded and it was chill i have to admit i cheated on kyle with my bros friend but it was all good cause fabian is such a cool guy and i dunno me and him just hella connected that night you know it was strange usually i dont really talk to my borthers friends and shit or like if i do it takes me a while to feel comfortable around them but with him it was totally different like i felt like i knew him for a long time but this was my second time meeting him i dunno anyways saturday was hella bomb too me my bro and fabian went to the beach and smoked a bunch and boozed a little and my brother was pretty burned out when we got home and he passed out and then got up when the pizza got there and when it was gone he was gone back to sleep anyways me and fabian were in the backyard chillin when we see my bro get up and start eating some banana cream pie and then drank a shit load of water and went to his room it was hella funny but anyways then on sunday i went to fabians again and kicked it with my brothers friend erik and his friend john and me and john started reading about hella shit in the guinness book of world records and shit it was crazy i dunno this weekend was just so awesome and just i dont even know what to call it, it was just one adventure after the other and even today was hella cool too i went with my bro so he could get his windows tinted and while we were waiting we went to peir 1 imports and i got a leapored print lamp for 3.25 because it was broken and i fixed it well i mean not completely but ill deal with that shit later then i went on a hike with my bro and john it was hella fun and i dunno life is great right now and everything is just going great finally some good KARMA is coming my way.... uhh but i dont know what im gonna do about the fabian situation cause i dunno how im gonna tell kyle its over cause we've only been together a month and that aint shit but i dunno i really like fabian and hes more mature and i dunno hes everything i look for in a guy like he has direction and shit i dunno what im gonna do???
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Requiem for a Dream (such a good book) | |
2004-03-08 19:49:10 ET Everybody started taking their money out and Gogit put the heroin on the table and scooped up the money. Lets go git it on. Everyone left the office and started roaming around the dimlit refigeration room, reaching down cracks, crevices, under floorplates, behind machinery, between loose bricks, for their works. No matter how many other sets they might have stashed around town, everyone always had a set stashed in the Bronx County Morgue. They went back to the office, got paper cups filled with water and each one staked out a small portion of the floor for themselves. The radio was still playing but the concentration was so intense that no one heard the music or was aware of anything but their own cooker as they carefully dumped the heroin in it, then added the water and heated it until the dope dissolved, then drew the liquid up through the cotton in the cooker into the dropper, then tied up. Each knew they were not alone in the room, but paid absolutely no attention to what was going on around them. When their favorite vein was ready they tapped the needle into it and watched the first bubble of blood pulse through the fluid and streak to the surface, their eyes glued to it, their senses aware only of the fact that they got a good hit and that their stomachs were churning with anticipation and then they squeezed the bulb and shot the shit into their vein and waited for the first rush and then let the dropper fill with blood again and squeezed that in and then booted again and went with the flow as they flushed and felt the sweat ooze from their skin then filled their droppers with water and let their works set in the cup of water while they leaned back agains the wall and lit a cigarette, their movements slow, their eyes half closed, everything inside them quiet and mellow; the air smooth, their lives free from all concerns; their speech slower, quieter.
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