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                <title>071509</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 10:31:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'll stay home forever<br />Where two & two always<br />makes up five.<br /><br />DOPPELGANGER that is all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>070709</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 21:35:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FLAGRANT<br /> that is all<br /><br />"you should put me in a home or put me down" -Radiohead<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>062509</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 21:34:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ INTERPOLATION. that is all<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>062409</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 20:53:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am starting a "word of the day" thing; the idea around the concept is that A: I will have a record of all of my "words of the day" which will later be used in a piece. B: so that you can find the words just as interesting as i do. C: the word will not be posted so that you might learn of its existence, or its meaning; but simply to utter(context) its existence and enjoy it rolling off of your tongue. use it if it crosses your mind and contribute to the pile.<br /><br /><br />ULTRAMARINE that is all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>TooL again</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 01:28:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ GOD DAMN, Shit the bed<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm in deep shit</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 00:04:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Emphasis on deep; and shit! no not really, I was told by my instructor mixed feelings about me shooting in the studio this semester for my final but I went ahead and did it, whats he going to do right? he can't fail me for being ambitious. I'm rally happy with the way things turned out. even though these shots aren't what I was really taking a picture of, these pictures are just light tests for the 4x5 monstrosity, I love that camera! and the flash! and the studio!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Awesome </title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 19:01:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Raleigh</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 01:01:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I bought a bike today. im very pleased with it, the damn thing is the only bike that has truly fit me. i bought it with going to class and saving money in mind but i have to thank Adam, Kris and Key West for rekindling my love of cycling. Even though i don't expect a response, thanks guys. im so happy i got this beautiful blue angel. in fact im going to sleep with her right now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The official notice</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 15:27:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm back From summer break, all moved in. I Just got back from a very bittersweet trip to the Conch Republic, on a Hellishly long airplane ride with kids crying and running up and down the aisles, with a woman from Hungary that spoke no English that was very persistent in trying to casually communicate with me, it didn't work at all. <br />
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I love my sister, we are finally on a level to where we can actually be friends and its awesome. <br />
<br />
Rather than me telling all of you to try calling me on my cell just call on the radio (5-22) or at 903-468-3546 <br />
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well its time to buckle down for some ass kicking by my photo teachers while they reshape my brain. until the next journal my devout fans. I will always love YOU. <br />
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| )( |<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>READ ME IN 20 YEARS</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 14:48:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When i first got to Commerce i hated it an though that id never enjoy it. just do the 4 years and get out.<br /><br />However, the situation has rather been turned around, i hate going any where in TX other than here, i feel safe here, despite the lack of family. i really cant explain it its like one big group of people i know and love. It comes as a surprise to me every time i hear that this school was their second or third choice, and as soon as they could transfer they were going to. LAME! im sure they have their own reasons just as i have mine for loving i here. the main one aside form the group thing is that its in the middle of nowhere and you can walk across the whole place in under half of an hour. <br />
<br />
 now that i love this place im being threated with the loss of my tuition from my grandfather just because. . . i dont get it, but whatever, <br />
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im headed off to colorado the 9th of may and for once im not looking forward to the drive,  but im sure i will like it once i get into the motion. <br />
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I was looking at pictures of classmates and myself here <a href="http://faculty.tamu-commerce.edu/pcalvin/studio/index.html">[link]</a> and i wonder what we are all going to look like in twenty years. if were even going to be photographers, and where we'll be. i would like peter or whoever to leave this site up but if not i'll copy the pictures and make a journal of them.<br /><br />God bless you Calvin ]]></description>
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                <title>bite the hand that feeds</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 17:26:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ id like to be, under the sea, in an octopus's garden. it would be warm under the storm, in an octopus's garden, in the shade.<br /><br />I love being used for my extra hookyalar powers, it seems as if im the only person that Britney and the third floor gang know who has a hookah. i certainly dont mind being used for such things. though the one person i wish would use my powers, dosen' t... Luke. oh well im going to venture to the house of Britney and the third floor ruckus this weekend at some point. anyhoo, im off to go skiing with my dad if mother nature will have us.<br /><br />sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun, but if the sun wont come you'll get a tan standing in the English rain. i am the egg man. they are the egg man. i am the walrus, coo coo kachoo. ]]></description>
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                <title>progressivly worse</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 09:06:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ She didnt kill me. phew!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm Dead</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 21:13:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Goodbye cruel world<br /><br />She's going to KILL me. <br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/51858621/?q=by%3Acessna10c+in%3Ascraps&qh=sort%3Atime">[link]</a><br />
The link goes to an image of one of the three 24x36" prints i have submitted to the 'big print show' today, a girl told me, "if that was my face this big on a sheet of photo paper i would probably kill you, but then again she is pretty." the other two images you can find around my DA page, should be here <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/47530462/?qo=13&q=by%3Acessna10c&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps">[link]</a> and here <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/51622641/?q=by%3Acessna10c&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps">[link]</a> She should be proud of herself, i know i am, god damn i am, especially when i got to see them on a wall in a gallery... mother fucker that was cool. anyway enough show virgin cherry popping tales. thanks Kris, you shall win hearts and minds. Suki desu<br /><br />I'm serious shes gonna do it.<br />
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                <title>.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 11:30:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>happy go fuck yourself day</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 18:13:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i hate this day, almost as much as i do Christmas. it sure would have been nice to have gotten a 'call from any of the women in my life, but i suppose their off doing things with the men that really matter. i know that im just pissing and moaning, and this emo DA shit isnt going to help.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>back again</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Mar 2006 15:18:49 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <title>karma for joe again</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2006 01:06:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok so i got robbed. the punks stole $3600 worth of my things including the insturment i use for DA;out of my locked car. i really dont know how its all going to work out with the insurence thing. but i cant stop  being reminded, that one "its just stuff" and two "the things you own, end up owning you" i dont care so much about the camera and the laptop, i just want my journal and my irreplaceable pictures back. i find a lot of irony a foot here, i got into a "fight" or somthing concerning Kristina while i was in colorado, i was pissed and removed my momento of her from my camera strap the day befroe i got robbed, and i lent my copy of garden state to my DR. irony like that makes me feel like there is this force or will, looking out for me, and every body; just letting me know that everything is going to be alright. i no longer have my cell phone either so if you please, call me at 9728453900. ]]></description>
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                <title>sea legs for life</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2005 08:49:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ im back i guess. for thows that havent been paying attention, i dont blame you, ive been in a southern part of the world, i went from dallas to cancun to flores to rio dulce to livingston to st pedro island, to cancun again and back to this smelly states of united that is all about concreat, plastic and money. i fucking hate it here. i havent even been back 24 hours and i want to go back to guatemala. i really dont expect any of you to know except for vanwyhe. i feel youre felt pain. i guess if you want to know what happened just look at my gallery, or as me. i took 650 pictures in 11 days i went to a city where there was no such thing as a bad picture, this place had so much life to it, i couldnt wrap my brain arround it, so i didnt, i just sat down and enjoed the best meal of my life, from two women with a resturaunt the size of a single car garage, everything was fresh, there were no giant freezers, no exp. dates no price tags, just two women making breakfast, for a buck. thats it im done, fuck this shit.<br />
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<br />
paging doctor vanwyhe, dial 800 CALL JOE<br />
                                          972 845 3900 ]]></description>
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                <title>Dont open this</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2005 02:46:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Intentionally left blank ]]></description>
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                <title>Luke's loser friend</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2005 00:44:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Been working on a few new things, and a few new things have been working on me. one of which is a trip to Cancun, Guatemala, then Cancun again. but on a big ass tri-meran. im leaving the tenth of December. <br />
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i have in the works, plans of making a jet engine. small of course. about a foot in diameter three feet long, powered by propane, i think, im not too sure about that. i may also be using pressurized jet A.<br />
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its not too hard to do because i have a cousin-in-law that works in a machine shop that can make my fan blades, the rest i can do by hand, torch, and arc welder. if the olsons are interested in the project i might just get to see them out at my place for once. (fuckers) vanwyhe has come by more than seth has.<br />
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as well i have made some hand tools for wood work. their sweet, i made them using a slab of steel my dad tossed to me and a branch from an oak tree. big branch. the rest was steel straps, a hammer and a rotary grinder. i guess thats all for now. go about your boring day, so boring that you decided to read this in hopes of being some what ammused, ill choice..... ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy Birthday to me</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2005 10:27:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today is my birthday, which i hate. every year i have t a dream. every birthday i have the same dream.  i am on a train, and i have to find someone before i get to the end but i want to fall asleep. i go through one more station every year. somehow i just know that there are 18 stations and tonight is the last one.  i could find out my fate tonight, if i wanted to. so im going to stay awake untill the sun comes up. who wants to discover there fate. ]]></description>
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                <title>ft.collins is the greatest</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2005 01:38:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ (((dont you just hate it when someone tells you "well at least youre alive" when all you wnat to do is kill your self, but cant find a good enough reason to.<br />
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god i hate that.)))<br />
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well i just got back from my trip to CO. my birthday present to myself. saw my family, hung out with Kristina, went to see matson jones with her, holy shit good music. was listening to their cd(no joke) for 700 miles on the way back to TX. got a school boy crush on one of the singers, how like me.  watched my sister puke her guts out after twice as many beers it took me to get drunk.(thanks wilkin) and uuh yeah.<br />
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i want to move back there now. but there is not a logical reason to yet, besides making myself happy(thank you luke). i came here for school(but there are schools in CO) and the olsons. i think its funny how i tryed to run away from my problems by coming here and all i found is that, one: some of them fallowed me, and two: some of them werent even problems to begin with. i need to figure this shit out before some one is really telling me "well at least you're alive" <br />
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speaking of which my father has arranged for me to see a phyc. i don't want to use them as an excuse for my stupidity, but if there really is something wrong with me then... well i guess there is. <br />
(you all are saying "well dur")<br />
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"cant this god of yours tell me what to do like he did that one guy" ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2005 23:31:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ soon enough i will be emerced into the sea of information that i rose from, just to see the things that i want to see. and to put me some place i dont want to be. i managed to push myself away.<br />
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and you as well my dear.<br />
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lo ciento, tool runs thick in my blood. ]]></description>
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                <title>the old grey mare, aint what she used to be.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 03:16:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my site has turned into a sausage fest. nothing but guys on here. used to be that i had a beautiful woman on, every time i posted, but now, damn. i need an attarctive female model; danm it. (pipe down justin)  bored at 5.08am lcl cdt. i was looking at my site, remembering the days when i had posted the most, of my existence in the collective rectum that is DA. sorry for losing you, but im sure youll figure it out. look at  <a href="http://cessna10c.deviantart.com/stats/gallery/">[link]</a> if youre sleuhey enough. lol ]]></description>
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                <title>i do not discriminate against, niggers, nerds, wop</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 00:12:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i was at a gas station in Dallas(if youre not familiar with dallas there are a lot in the black community) where a black guy over heard me talking to the attendant about computers. the black guy said in a stern voice "boy you are such a nerd" of course i flipped around immediately and told him i didn't like being called "nerd." he replied "but you are a nerd." "i am just as much a nerd as you are a Niger is eyes got wide, and i began to say that to some people nerd is just as derogatory of a term as Niger. due to the harassment in high school, anyway long story short i convinced him of what i was trying to, and we parted peacefully, understanding and with a hand shake. <br />
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my heart has never beat harder. well, not never. ]]></description>
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                <title>coldplay-sparks, lukes hatered of them.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 23:47:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ completly useless-<br />
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i have been up to absolutly nothing lately. i want to be inspired when i can do somthing about it. not in the middle of the night lying in bed, oh well. DFW was really cool in that if you arent inspired when you get there, the buildings will inspire your ass. i want to go back there soon. <br />
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on an unexpected note, i got up the balls to call an old friend i lost contact with. all seems as well as it can be wih her. and she dosnt hate me... lol... seriously. i thought the worst and i was completly wrong as ussial. it was damn good to hear from her. im glad shes doing alright.<br />
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thanks for tuning in ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2005 01:31:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i love freckles. too bad they werent more popular. its like their clothed but unclothed. how come there is no freckle porn? women get famous for breasts and legs, but never for their freckles. code 46 ]]></description>
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                <title>game on withdrawls</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 23:58:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ the title is true. i have not had access to the internet in a long time. for the lack of presence in da i am sorry. but i guess thats what happens when your morals ~TAKE A STAND~. and you have to go to school. i will be moving to texas in a few weeks. all that is going are my cloths and my art collection. how pathetic. oh well. i need not anything elce. contact me now if you ahve any unfinnished busness you need to take care of with me while im still here. ]]></description>
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                <title>better write it, or lose it</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Aug 2005 17:08:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i love my camera. i am about to head out to my car right now to go and get it. i love holding it, and looking through it. the only reason i dont want to go get it is that there is nothing to take a picture of. so boring and uninspireing arround here.<br />
when Kristina  and i were hanging out a while ago and i would take the pictures that i would of her. i felt as if i was capturing little bits of diamonds every time i would push the shutter. and i felt more satisfied with the pictures that i took of her than any other subject, or landscape, or anything. there is no better feeling that knowing you got a great shot and being perfectly happy with it. the only bad thing is when you run out of card space. (too much of a good thing i guess) this journal is not about what i felt for Kristina, it is about my love of photography and my medium for taking it. so i guess the answer to my dismay is for me to get a girlfriend that is photogenic. and not to take too many pictures. past experiences have shown that too much of a good thing is really not good at all.<br />
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*singing* some day; when were all cats. ]]></description>
                <author>~cessna10c</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2005 16:37:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ when i say that i might fade like a sigh if i stay, you minimze my movement any way, i must persuade you another way. ]]></description>
                <author>~cessna10c</author>
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                <title>sweet jesus</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 15:41:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok ok i quess duke is going to be fine. my mom looked at him and i guess he is just sore. *phew* ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 14:23:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ mother fucker!!! i cant belive it. this whole time i was riding duke i thought he was doing great, but low and behold i was pushing his ass way too hard, or at least i think i was. i came home this morning at like 5am and went over to see him, he walked a few steps to come over and greet me but thows few steps were a chore for him he was fumbeling all over the place. FUCK!!! i doubt that it is founder(horse rendered useless for a year or more) i think his legs are just being really sore. i wear to god im going to whip that horse into shape one way or another. i guess its a good thing that Kristina "cant care anymore" cause she swears to god, if i hurt any of my horses.... sorry<br />
<br />
im sure he'll be fine, i mean i wasnt even the one running and i can bearly walk, fucking quads, and hamstrings.<br />
<br />
the reason i am trying so hard to get him into shape is that he was bread spesificly for racing, quarter horse means he can run the 1/4 mile faster than any other breed. i love it. but damn it, i didnt mean to. anyhoo enough of this useless journal entry ]]></description>
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                <title>twich</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 00:25:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ beautiful day today. i got home from work and decided to ride duke. i am in the process of skimming fat off of him one ride at a time. so i started off slow and then gradually got him to where i could run him and holy shit did he run. i gave him a goal and he went after it as if it were rolled oats. i had duke chase the little candy ass, mommas boy of a nag, dusty around my pasture(the rest joined in later). dusty can run faster than duke but only for short periods of time so duke and i wore his ass down to where he couldnt run any more. and duke was raring for more, he didnt want to stop running, but there is no way in hell i am going to let him give himself a colic, (stomach flopping over itself making it impossible for the horse to gain any nutrition from food.) death for sure on his part. anyhoo it was a pretty good day i guess. and here i sit, content as much as i can be, but my fucking thumb has been twitching for the past five hours, the olsons say its from stress,no fucking shit, but why wont it go away.oh well ill deal with it just as i do everything elce. i hope that i can get someone to take duke's and my picture while were chacing nags next time. it was so cool. i hope to have pictures to you by monday. -take it as it comes all ]]></description>
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                <title>game on</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2005 13:57:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i have come to the conclution that gameon will be the death of me not Kristina. i cant fucking stand this place. it is only here that the roots of my depression, anger and susidal thoghts lay. i am so glad to know that i am leaving this awful place. i am rather scared as to what i am going to do with my life after game on. but i look more forward to the unknown than i do another day of work here. it is not so much the people here, just the place. the horrible memories of coming to work with kristina and kevin leaning over the counter to one and other. FUCK OFF why did i think of that. fuck. every day i come in here and settle down in this chair that harbors my confusion, the only constant that i have is what i tell myself over and over at least fifty times a day. "you are bad for her, she dosnt want you, she is bad for you, there is someone better out there for you." to me all of that are lies, but i tell myself that because thats what i need to hear, i guess. so that i wont make this any worse by calling her. (like she would answer any way, oh what am i talking about of course she would answer, or atleast return contact some how.) i dont know what to do and im praying for a randon bullet to hit me so i wont have to do it<br />
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sorry for keeping you more informed than you should be, but this is the best therepy that i can afford. and its all i can do to keep from bursting into tears. the funny thing is (by funny i mean shitty) is that i am happy about the questions that haunt me, i cant stand what bring on the questions, memories from game on. i hope its all over soon. ]]></description>
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                <title>bull shit i tell you BULL SHIT!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2005 03:05:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i have had one of the most fucked up days today; though it wasnt a bad one? i woke up fairly late in the day and went riding with christin; after we got back i ran duke(my horse) around our property for about 10 minutes; i was rather suprized that i didnt fall off; as many times that he would make about faces at 15-20 mph thows god damned sturyps were to short and i was too lazy to lengthen them; and my problem started to rear its nasty head; i was fearless when i was about to get thrown 10 feet from a 6 foot tall horse at 15 mph; i thought nothing of it then; went to the olsons where seth and i went down town and spoke of what is bothering us; we found a drunk guy sleeping in a gutter; i felt rather sorry for him; so i had seth take a few pictures of him with seths make shift tilt shit lense; *psssshhh* "make shift" ist not even good enough for the term; it should be "make shit" but it takes damn good pictures; anyways i have been the most anxious jittery and suisidal i have ever been; im not trying to concern anyone; but if anyone that would be concerned knows me well enough to know that i am too much of a pussy to ever do anything; but i like to think about it; it makes me feel instant relief imagining how great it would be to not exist anymore; concidering the circumstances; i should not be thinking this way i need to do somthing about it; i told seth earlier at the height of my angst that i needed drugs; he automaticly thought "pot" or somthing like it; but no i need proxac or somthing; to wihch he replyed with tell me your symtoms; i did and he sayed well maybe you do need some of my drugs; you have to laugh at somthing like that; i feel so out of control of my life; and all i want is for it to be all better or for it all to be over; thank god only 4 more years; i will be sorely disapointed if i dont die at 25; but the way it would go if i did die at 25 is life would finally be worth living and then i would reap it; the sad part about this folks is that i DID FIND somthing to make life worth living and i fucked it up; if only i would have kept my panties on i wouldnt have this fucked up feeling; but people always want what they cant have eh; fuck; fuck fuck; thats how its going to go isnt it? oh well; just what the fuck are you going to do about it? nothing as i thought ]]></description>
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                <title>uninm</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jul 2005 02:57:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this week and has been semi productive; got to go take pictures with friends; i was a model for seth; hehehe; learned some new stuff in ps; and played with pictures that made me happy; ahh the good times; too bad this is the last summer we will all get to hang out; oh well; everything that has a beginging has an end ]]></description>
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                <title>hazah i have my own -ism...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 09:53:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i think this is great. i had one of the best days of my life yesterday not because of a quantity of fun that i had or anything like that, but i feel as if i have taken the biggest whizz of my life that has been punching at my insides for four months. obviously im not happy to lose a friend but i do think this is for the best. seriously folks ive never felt better. every one gets what they want, and for my sins i got what i was asking for. closure either way. i would think that my emotions are my body bs-ing me for now, but its not, im really over all of it. the way that i know is that i saw her walk by my store and no heart butterflies as ussial, no dizzyness no nothing. just as if she was another person walking through the mall. i am only sorry that this action came this late but i suppose that it coulndt have happened any other way. if i wouldnt have unintentionally pestered kris about her and i, and snapped at her the day after she probably wouldnt have gotten so angry at me, and i would be here telling you about somthing completly different. i most ceritianly hope that she feels as good about this as i do. it seems to me from her recent action and what i have picked up on in lite convorsations with some of the mall crew, that she is just as liberated as i. also i have one thing to point out in all of this, things are regressing....! just as i got what i wanted so did she. she got her friends back and the mall back and i dont know whats going on with her and kevin but if thats in the works for them i wish them the best of luck. like i sayed things are regressing, but not completly, she an i both got our souviniers (sp) i have the scar on my left arm and she now says things that i say like "i got nothin" i guess it is refered to as a joeism. hazah i have my own -ism... Kristina, thank you for your contribution to our lives. i think i am at my most appriciateive now than i ever have been. its been *raise left eyebrow* fun...? keep the hat, i like the other one more anyway.<br />
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i hope you feel as good about this as i do. ]]></description>
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                <title>now and only now...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jul 2005 16:54:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ now and only now do i see perfectly the situation. not to say that i am pleased with it, but it is most cartianly karma at its best and most apperant. i will never see kristina again on a friendly basis. or any basis for that matter here shortly. i have learned a lot from this whole mess.(even though you may not think so kristina) debra told me a few months after highering me that i came into her life for a reason, but that reason she didnt know yet and i doubt she will be able to appriciate it. but the reason was not for her advantage as i see it. nor is it for her disadvantage., i guess. the reason i came to game on is so that i could meet kristina, learn a lesson from what she had to offer me. and move on as i am. still i dont like the fact that i am being forced to leave one of the greatest friends i will ever know, but i have aquired all the information i could from this situation and now this can of peas has passed its expiree date. i dont know why i kling to the thought of her as a girlfriend, she diserves so much better than me and i know it. so why do i even try? oh well ive sayed what i can, and its all over now so what are you gonna do. the good times were great and the bad times were as crappy as they could get, and after all of this i have only my experences and humbeling life experiences to show for it. was it all worth it........? i guess ill find out if im ever presnented with this situation again. i wont make the same mistakes twice. and nither will she. thank you for all the good times kristina, you will always have your own little colset in the back of my heart.<br />
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-untill the next bad happening.... ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2005 16:15:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "The life you left behind won't find you<br />
The love you kept inside will come<br />
And even when your own heart blinds you<br />
Nothing undoes the work you've done"<br />
-AsraisFate<br />
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i read this earlier today and it really hit home for me, and made me think of one no longer around me. i had to do somthing with it, i really like this, dont know why...?<br />
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please go see this girls art you will be amazed. <a href="http://asraisfate.deviantart.com/">[link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>if joe loves you and you and you know it read this</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2005 09:46:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i just wanted to say i love you to thows people that i have sayed it to in the past. it always helps to hear it. i know i love it when someone sayes it to me. and i want them to let them know that i do. <br />
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(in order of apperence)<br />
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Vanwyhe<br />
luke<br />
geoff<br />
heather<br />
wilkin<br />
seth<br />
christin<br />
kristina<br />
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never have i had to worry about the depth that our friendship has gone to, and questioned if i can trust any of you, for that i thank you. also for putting up with my shit. as of late i emphasize more on Kristina,Wilkin, and luke. thanks for sticking arround you guys.you have been the most help anyone could never expect. ]]></description>
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                <title>confession of the joe</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2005 10:06:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i have decided to leave game on. i am sure that i will regret my desition as far as money goes in the future, but i cannot bring myself to continue on the way it is and i have to change somthing. debra gave me somthing that i was not ready for nor was i desirving of. she saw the best in me that she wanted to see and unforuntately she was wrong. she has tought me a great deal that i have and will learn from as time goes on. i know that i have a place and a perpous(sp) in this world and it is not at game on. i am sorry to all involved that i didnt realize it sooner. to thows that i have disapointed i am sorry but better for me to make a move now rather than wait untill i cant live with my self anymore and convienently swirve into oncoming traffic. i feel as if this is for the good of all involved. and it is what i diserve. i didnt say that i love karma just because it has treated me well upuntill now. i love karma because it is the only reliable thing i dont have to question. everything happens the way it does because it couldnot have happened any other way. through all this i knew that i was going to loose somthing of value to me, originially i thought that it was kristina. but now i know that it is the recognition of what i have done and game on that leads me to leave, in a sence "you made your bed now lay in it"  is what i am doing. <br />
i feel the worst for kevin. not because of what i ahve done to him. but because he obviously cannot learn from the mistakes he has made. granted being optimistic is a good thing but you have to be able to back that optimism up. i know exactly how he feels. because i have been there too, with the exact same person. and i am by no means trying to rub this in his face. because he is just as human as i am. i am merely the one that came out on top in the way that he wanted to. in another he most certianly has an opertunity for the longrun. when you have nothing, you are free to do anything. and he has the opertunity to make somthing of himself after this. it is not up to me to tell him what to do but he would make a foolish move if he did not take his knowlage of this situation and apply it to future events. i know that kevin is going to read this and i fear not, for what i have sayed is obviously not pretty but it is the truth. "i may not like the truth but i can handel the truth" -Debra VW<br />
 the way i see it is this is one huge humbeling life experiance for all involved, and i appriciate it because like i sayed before it happened the way it did because it couldnt have happened any other way. and it is all of our jobs to take what we can from this lesson and apply it to the future. because if we dont all of what we have worked so hard for will truley be whorthless. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 13:58:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "It is only when you have lost everything are you able to do anything you want" that is what is about to happen to me if it already hasnt. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2005 12:27:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ mother mary wont you whisper another mystery just enought to pass the time. ]]></description>
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                <title>my karma</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 22:56:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Luke, I love you. as I have told Kristina, Luke is like the karma church for me. agnostic  people obviously don't go to church and most of them believe in karma. (or so I believe) Christians have church to go to so that their beliefs may be reaffirmed. unfortunately agnostic people don't have church so they have to be reminded of just what exactly karma is. or at least I did. Luke told me that whatever happens all in all(and with the most resent big happening in my life; Kristina.) things will work out the way that it is suppose to. and people will get what they deserve, good or bad. I take comfort in this "fact" the reason I say "fact" is that karma is practically proven. you cant get something for nothing and if you do thats not all there is to the story. so anyhow; I guess what Im trying to say is that this is probably the first journal post that I have reported being happy with life. GOD I LOVE KARMA (ha!!!). <br />
have a good day all. <br />
<br />
"hold still" ]]></description>
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                <title>Thanks to all</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2005 12:05:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thank you, to all that have put up with my camera in their faces; for the relitivley large amount of page views. just to give you a gist of what it means to me . i have been on da for 3 years and 2 of thows years i struggled to get 1k. now that i have been inspired by the "inspirer" lol... she has taken me to the most i would never expect. it looks like 100 pageviews per week. thank you Kristina, and every one elce that has put up with me and my "hold still"s <br />
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p.s. the only reason i put Kristina first in all of this is that she by far has indured me more than any one has. and on so many different levels. thank you again K.<br />
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"hold still" ]]></description>
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                <title>feel free to comment....</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2005 21:16:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ seems to me that i have now risen through the ranks of the "pageview whores." this to me is a mixed blessing. dont get me wrong im glad that my photography is now to the point that people are paying more attention to me (or its Kristina's "sex appeal" that brings them in)  id like to think its a combonation of both her and i; but i feel it is more due in part to her. <br />
now the problem that has come to my feet, is that no one comments on anything. (if you like it fucking comment on it.) this is what i have been trying to do for quite some time now to do my part in bringing da out of this comment depresion. i feel that a lot of this comment depression is thanks to a lot of the no goodnicks out there that are only on DA to comment on other people. or to be a part of the club, so to speak. i am willing to pay a yearly due if thats what it takes to get these people out. i think that is what is slowly being brought appon us by the admins in charge. praise the day that it happens. <br />
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sorry for the randon journal, i just felt like writing about this. <br />
<br />
-"hold still" ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2005 18:37:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...fuck ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2005 03:39:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ sorry for so many posts, i had to. it  was like holding your pee. it had to  come out some time, and luke was  punching my bladder. hope y'all like  them. ]]></description>
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                <title>wow?!?!?!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2005 20:49:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i supose it seems fitting that if  austin can write a journal entry and  expect me not to read it i can do the  same on DA. if he reads this i care  not, i am going to speak to him about  all of this anyway. i am indecisive as  to whether or not i should talk to him  about this, he sayed that he would tell  me if it didnt piss him off. well i  feel as if i need to provoke this. i  however am not pissed off, i am  distrot. i have no idea where his came  from or how he is involved with this at  all. with the exception of anything  that has to do with our jobs. never  once did i threten kevin of his job if  he were to have made me mad. i have  been trying to keep all of this  seperate from our jobs and how austin  came to be involved with what i have  put kristina, kevin, and i in is  certianly beyond me. (if some of this  comes off wrong or misinturpreted,  thats because it was, you have to  realise what was writen and the  comments that fallowed. it is huge and  i still have not taken in its  entirety.)<br />
i can understand the points that austin  made in regaurds to his wifes birthday  (though what he took it as was  compleatly mis inturpreted) as for me  trying anything with julie, she pisses  me off. never in a million years would  i show the slightest bit of intrest in  her. <br />
now on to the other side of the  equation of this. as for kristina  unlike her i have yet to abandon any  spark that was there, though i see it  comming. never would i just give up a  friendship with her, truthfully i care  not that kevin disaproves of it or  however he feels about her and i being  friends. not to say that i dont care  about him and his feelings but that  would be as if julie told austin he  couldnt hang out with collin.i realise  the conflict in that kristina and i  having an intrest in one an other, but  after realising the mistakes we made,  learning from them and moving on is  very important; and i know we have. i  feel as if the whole situation has been  misinturpreted. i feel as if i need to  explain what i was doing but why should  i when austin hasnt the slightest to do  with this whole thing. <br />
the reason i seemingly have done  nothing for the situation is that he  hasnt known about it. i am working with  this, with the person that it involves.  why you ask is this person not kevin.  because kevin has nothing to do with  kristina's and my relationship to one  an other unless of course it goes any  farther than it did. which its not  going to. dont be fooled, never would i  turn down the opertunity to get as  close to kristina as kevin, has if not  more, but there is a time and place for  everything and this is neither. i feel  that the main point in this is that  austin seems to think that i took the  dominant role and instgated this whole  thing. wrong. granted i did have a  substantial role in all of this but it  was kristina's and my affanities, and  recent knolage that brought about my  disliking of kevin. so in this case it  takes three to tango. im done for now  and if you are interested in seeing th  other side of the story go to this <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/feydoubt/"> [link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 May 2005 20:08:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so impatient...<br />
<br />
who are you?<br />
<br />
when will i get my cordial...?<br />
<br />
I know by now.<br />
that you'll arrive.<br />
by the time....<br />
...I stop waiting.<br />
<br />
just a song by Bjork ]]></description>
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                <title>roller coaster</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 May 2005 13:54:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i spent 3.5 hours talking to a friend  last night. i didnt think that he would  be able to help me with my recent  problems in life, but quite the  contrary. not only helping me keep my  sanity for the time being, but also  giving my advice. life is a roller  coaster, it will throw you loops,  hills,and other things you may like and  you may not, but either way youll live  to see the end of it. thats all from  me. thanks also to (`~`). take care. <br />
-joe ]]></description>
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                <title>sub</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 May 2005 09:51:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ awww stupid non subscription thingie.  that tactic shure does work. i think im  going to have to get one now. there are  so many things i like about it. god  damn that star not being next to my  name, sorry for the useless journal but  fuck i want that back. -joe ]]></description>
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                <title>better</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2005 19:33:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i am most certianly doing better today.  ive decided to quit smoking with the  help of another, sooo yeah.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 16:56:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i feel like throwing up, my job is not  at stake, and i am going to persue an  arts degree here. nothing better than  that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>why is there a star by my name</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2005 08:44:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ bear with me here<br /><br />well folks seems as if all that i have  been so pissy about has somewhat been  relived. (`~thanks to you~`) i am  nolonger ready and willing to jab my  arms with razor blades, and all that  other good stuff i sayed. like this is  of any importance to any of you. then  again it probably is, seeing is that  the only people that read my journal  are the lan crew and a certian member  of society in fort collins(`~`) of  which already knows this. so yeah thats  all from me for now. take care all.  untill the next problen arrives...<br /><br />ok im done ]]></description>
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                <title>kevin</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 20:39:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "if art is holding a gun to ones head  then every 13-17 year old is an artist"  how dare that mother fucker critisize  my art. the only beautiful thing he has  created is a accidental kick to the  nuts on camera. MOTHER FUCKER!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 16:42:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am jack's broken heart. ]]></description>
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                <title>shouting for an hour</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 02:09:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i want to nail myself with a razor  blade; either me or kevin; i cant  decide;<br />
me for being so fucking stupid or for  kevin being a total fuck; <br />
<br />
to elaborate but not much i went to  walmart with kevin; and yeah; i know  that no one is going to read this so  why the hell am i righting it? i guess  the hour of driving to random places  and yelling my balls off wasnt enough;  this may not be either ]]></description>
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                <title>dont want to be back</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 17:01:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yeah, so im back from my trip to TX.  spent the whole time with luke and my  dad. it was a tits trip. had shit tons  of fun, and was offered a free ride to  go to school. AND ITS ABOUT FUCKING  TIME. my dad sayed he would pay for it  if i went to school in<br />
TX. so hopefully ill be attending Texas  A&M commerce in the fall of this year.  im seriously concidering new media. but  i dont know. so yeah, i cant stand  being here. i want to either kill  myself of quit the job and move down  there like right no. i cant fucking  stand this place anymore. oh well ill  get there somehow. ttyall later. -joe ]]></description>
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                <title>violated</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2005 10:34:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i have officially been violated for the  first time. some little punk fucking  kid. well he was 18, came into my store  and plugged his shoe box computer into  my god damned network. and when i say  shoe box here folks i fucking mean  shoebox there was no case, it was some  micro ata mobo and god knows what elce  plugged into it INCLUDING MY NETWORK  THAT GOD DAMNED FUCKER. any way. i just  had to tell someone, seeing is that i  cant go smoke a cigarett. oh well.  ttyalllater ]]></description>
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