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                <title>there's the button</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 11:26:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i forgot where the journal button  was...me stupid.<br />
<br />
update: quick and dirty.<br />
graduating soon, working at a gay bar,  the modern drunkard convention was fun,  i'm still single (or single again), i  go to therapy now (yay!), my apartment  smells like socks again.<br />
<br />
that's how i roll.<br />
<br />
-robot...over and out ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>boo you whore</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2004 16:03:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so if you work at a place called comedy  works, and you show up to work wearing  a t-shirt that says "comedy works sucks  my balls", and the t-shirt has a  painting of a giant cock and balls with  an arrow pointing to the testes and the  words "my balls", and lets also suppose  that the person wearing this t-shirt is  drunk, chain smoking and wearing  sunglasses, you'd have a recipe for  succes, right? ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>miss me?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Sep 2004 11:41:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i haven't posted anything in awhile,  but i'm back bitch.  let's see, what's  new with me?:<br />
<br />
working at a comedy club, new studio  apartment, still single, still drunk,  still happy. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>crab vs rat party!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2004 11:54:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ for real this time!  yes, people!  the  time has come for the battle of the  century!  two long standing enemies,  crab and rat will duke it out in a  kiddie pool.  <br />
<br />
there will be a cute ring girl!  <br />
<br />
there will be keg beer and martinis!<br />
<br />
mike duerudo's gonna be there!  <br />
<br />
i'm gonna be there!<br />
<br />
a fucking crab and rat are going to  fight eachother!<br />
<br />
holy fucking shit!<br />
<br />
this friday!<br />
760 s. kearney<br />
call 720.941.8183 for directions!  ask  for keri, simon, dave jerrad, or  samantha! ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>666</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 May 2004 13:51:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ devilcock ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>kim</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 May 2004 16:26:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ vibe.  vibe.  ring.<br />
<br />
this is how i awoke today:  my cell  phone displayed the words "private  call".  usually when this happens, the  caller on the other end, is a large  black man, and former <br />
co-worker=tracy(ya, it sounds like a  girl's name, but you would never say  that to his face).  instead the caller  was my pseudo-notorious ex-girlfriend,  "Ms. Kim Ramsey McNasty".  <br />
<br />
hi kim!<br />
<br />
i was overwhelmed with a cocktail of  emotions.  the ingredients of my  martini had been replaced with:   elation, regret, curiousity, and fear.<br />
<br />
well kim,<br />
i hope you are doing well.  even if i  reach the age of six hundred sixty six,  and i'm in a hospital bed, and they are  about to pull the plug on my life  support.  part of me will still be  loving you. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>fuck you anime</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 May 2004 04:31:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i say god damn!  i love alot of anime,  but i get so tired of seeing it on  deviant art.  alot of it on DA is  really good art, and i still fucking  hate it.  it just seems so formulated  and tired.  if i have to see any more  fan art to some obscure cartoon that is  only appreciated because no one else  has seen becuase it is only obtainable  by giving the clerk at your local video  store a rim job for a bootleg copy on  beta, i will drop a third nuke on  japan.  i swear to fucking god. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>haaaaaaaater...why are you frontin'?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2004 19:15:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ya, that's right! i quite my day job  bitches!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
now i can finally get back to my real  job...getting loaded!<br />
<br />
ps.  to all the video 1 crew: i love  you guys, and it's been much, much fun  working with you.  so if you'd like to  see my smiling face, bottle in hand,  you know where to find me...THE  DRINKERY!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>depression: i think i'm done</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2004 15:07:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i think i'n done pretending to be  depressed.  it was fun for awhile but  what do i have to show for it?  a messy  room, a couple cuts on my arm, and a  mild case of scurvy? ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>die liver die</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2004 16:27:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this is my mantra<br />
this is my joy<br />
this is my slow suicide ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>obituary</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2004 14:09:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ mark couillard<br />
1981-2004<br />
<br />
     Mark is survived by his parents  Michael and Mary, his brother Matthew,  his sister Marissa and a pile of great  friends.  He had a special talent for  bringing a smile to the faces of people  who came in contact with him. <br />
     He may have come off as an asshole  to people who just met him.  You may  have thought he was an asshole if you  knew him for years.  Actually, he was  kind of an asshole, but one of those  good kinds.<br />
     He had a good sense of humor even  on the subject of death.  He once said " Life is so temporary.  We are only  given a short stay on this earth, so  why not take a drag, hold your  cigarette high in the air and say...two  can play at that game!" ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>this just in...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2004 01:59:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ mark's sexuality repressed by  catholisism...<br />
1200!!!<br />
man with double claw asks for "hook-up"  at video store...<br />
changing contact lense good idea...<br />
masterbation more of a chore lately...<br />
price of 40oz. reflects taste(or visa  versa)...<br />
it's not me, it's you...<br />
calling suicide hotlines and hoping for  good conversation is wishful  thinking...<br />
toilet paper a must when it comes to  pooping...<br />
crying on the phone is now cliche...<br />
sarcasm is essential... ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>perspective</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2004 01:10:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ funny is in the eye of the beholder.<br />
<br />
hey buddy, if you read this, i'm sorry,  i didn't think it would piss you off  that much.  won't do it again. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>crossing my fingers</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2004 21:12:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i think this year will be better than  the '03.  as you can all see my friend  is starting the year out right.*<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
<br />
*see recent deviation. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>hahaha i'm so funny</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2003 14:53:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ a note to all the 21+ denverites:<br />
<br />
i do stand up comedy @ the lions lair,  mon. nights 10pm<br />
<br />
race st. and colfax<br />
it's open mic night, hosted by one of  the writers of modern drunkard  magazine, so show the fuck up mother  fuckers. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>chicken...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2003 03:32:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it's the tuna of the land.  well, if my  life is a dramatic roller coaster, then  someone get me a towel so i can wipe  the goose chunks off my face.   apparently i've been drinking too much  lately because i fell off of a barstool  the other night.  i don't rember it, so  i don't really feel embarassed (if mark  falls off of a barstool and doesn't  remember, did it even happen?). <br />
<br />
   good luck to the aic kids with  finals and projects, and if you don't  know what to get me for christmas,  vodka is a safe bet. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>if variety is the spice of life...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2003 14:54:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ shove the cayenne pepper up my ass. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>if variety is the spice of life, shove the cayenne</title>
                <link>http://markmandu.deviantart.com/journal/1341879/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2003 14:24:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i was going to write a clever journal  entry, but i think the title speaks for  itself. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>healthy body, sick mind</title>
                <link>http://markmandu.deviantart.com/journal/1301781/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2003 13:45:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ dammit i got sick.  i think i'm almost  over it though.  i finally managed to  wade through the bullshit that is  financial aid.  and  finally posted  something new.<br />
<br />
in other news, halloween party at sean  o'hare's, be there, or be sober. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>here we go again</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2003 09:58:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ as my good friend sean once poetically  said "the etch-a-sketch has been shaken!"  he was talking about how our lives  dramatically change every quarter.   well for me this time it is a break up  with my girl.  <br />
<br />
i've been drinking alot the past week,  but that's normal, so i think i'm gonna  be ok.<br />
<br />
big shout out to everyone coming back  to school in the aic, boo yah g!!!111<br />
<br />
no new art over the break, but  definately soon.<br />
<br />
in other news, i ran into the girl i  lost my virginity to at the Hot Hot  Heat show (fun show by the way), that  was interesting.  some people say they " lost their viginity", but it is really  true in my case.  i lost it.  i can't  find it.  i don't think i ever will. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>my head's gonna splode</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2003 03:54:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i would say i have a decent amount of  common sense, but apparently it wasn't  working yesterday.<br />
<br />
 "i've forgotten how to interperet the  visual world."<br />
                                          -me<br />
<br />
i took this anti-depressent pill  (zoloft specifically) and proceeded to  drink a couple of beers on my lunch  break (i forgot i took the pill).<br />
   i didn't sleep at all that night.   It was as though i was in a constant,  half awake, nightmarish state.  i would  excessively yawn, a yawn that would be  followed by a strange tingle in my  genitals. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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                <title>does anybody read these</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2003 14:49:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ huh? do they?<br>
this is where i am suposed to write about how depresed and suicidal i  am...then some friend or family member sends me to the whack house,  where i spend the next three days avoiding medication, and trying to  prove to the nurse that i'm not crazy...then the finally let me out, i  get a pink bunny tatooed on my ass, and do it all over again. ]]></description>
                <author>~markmandu</author>
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