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                <title>kay</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 17:07:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ screw you guys. FO' SERIOUS. <br />this is the most depressing place on the damn planet.<br />Its all<br />Wahh<br />wahh<br />wahh<br />nobody loves me, my life is a giant pile of bleeding black, i am nothing, i feel nothing, i smell nothing, here is some deeply revealing message hidden in a poem I wrote about my dog.<br /><br />GET OFF YOUR DAMN COMPUTER AND GO OUTSIDE BEFORE YOU MELT<br /><br /><br />And STFU about your bleeding life.<br />do something about it<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>Nyuck nyuck nyuck</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 13:25:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My fat ass got stuck in a culvert the other day.<br />For serious.<br />I climbed in thinking i was cool, all urban-explorer and whatnot. Funny thing about climbing down?<br />You should prolly see if you can climb back up.<br />Good thing i had my phone on me. I called Nate the pirate to save me.<br />He accidentally hung up on me.<br />So i had to get myself out.<br />the entire process took a good half an hour.<br /><br /><br />I told you I was dangerous by myself...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>Bugs taste bad</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 17:41:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I want a honda....<br />a tiny one<br /><br />but i have no moneys<br /><br /><br />theres one by my house, for sale. Totally a little pea shooter, but its a bike. I dont know. there is also a frame and a motor for sale there too, and if i felt awake enough, i would make my own. Unfortunatly, I need to check out more books now, but this serves as a reminder to save my cash for something with a motor, that I look hot on. <br /><br />Calls me, yo. i am dangerous by myself.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>Bored summah</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 14:41:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so I need something to occupy myself this summer, untill the fellas come back. As of today, I have just a little over a month to chillax. I've been taking pictures, picking up glass on the beach, looking for a job, doing interviews, riding my bike, listening to music and trying to insert myself into the Hipster lifestyle of Bellingham. <br /><br />I am probably going to spend a ton of time at the library, since they have free internets. But it is only an hour, I should probably see how i can get into school by fall quarter.... idk<br />call me so i have people to talk to, yo<br /><br />360.610.1428<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>bowie's in space</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 11:50:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ yawn... bored..... <br /><br />do you have one really funky sequined space suit, Bowie, or do you have many C-c-c-changes?<br /><br /><br />Peace out, yo.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Obviously not a DA whore...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 12:44:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think it is sad that it took me this long to post photography on DA....  I really like taking pictures, and whenever i get the chance, I take a ton of  them....<br /><br /><br />For Instance... my good friend Treavor is BABE-tastic. Girls want him, men want him, for serious. <br /><br />I always ask him "Hey, man, can I take pictures of you?"<br /> and he replies "Oh sure, why not?" <br />But thats as far as we get on our amaizing photoshoot.... <br />Cept for yesterday<br /><br />For whatever reason, we were in a pretty place, the lighting was perfect, I had my little shitty ass GE 7.0 a735 and we made magic. It was awesome.<br />Know what this tells me?<br />I need to be more driven to take pictures... yep yep yep....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>i am sick of this....</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 14:35:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It is always my fault.<br />It will always be my fault.<br />Even though i am not there, it is still all me.<br /><br />I am physically incapable of being anything more than a limp, soulless, moldy sponge.<br />I have no feelings so of course you can say anything you want to me.<br />How ever.<br />If you are in a money bind, who has to drive an extra 30 miles to give you gas money so you can go have fat sex with the homicidal maniac who tried to burn down my room?<br /><br />I dont consider your fat, lazy ass my family any more.<br />you are nothing to me.<br />you are an absence.<br /><br />How about i never call you again?<br />How about i send all your goddamn calls to voice mail?<br /><br /><br />Guess what i learned while i was away?<br />I am not fat<br />I am not stupid.<br />I am not worthless.<br />I am a good person.<br />I dont need you.<br /><br />And i am mad.<br /><br /><br /><br />Family is supposed to be there for you when times get rough<br />not to point and laugh from afar,<br />or tell you how they have been through worse<br />and that you have to suck it up and get over it.<br /><br />Family is supposed to stick up for you when people are tearing you down<br />Not side with them<br />or let them crush you without any response.<br /><br />Family is supposed to try and protect you from everything<br />not invite a threat into your life<br />give them the means of harming you<br />or be a threat themselves by flying off the handle and hurting you both physically and emotionally.<br /><br /><br /><br />You always said that the only people that would be there for me would be my family.<br /><br />You were wrong.<br /><br />And now you dont exist.<br />Bye dad.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>turn everything....</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:02:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ boogers.<br />
<br />
its all in how you look at it i guess... In three days, for better or for worse, my living conditions are going to take another phase change...<br />
<br />
not as hardcore as my roomie-guy's, but one nonetheless....<br />
<br />
I'm gonna miss him. Even though we never were really Tiiiiight, I still look at him as a brother. And true family are hard to come by. He'll do brilliantly, he always does with things hes interested in... if you dont factor in the short attention span. but hell. its AUSTRALIA. How many sedro-ites can say they've been there? Much less to actually live for some-odd years?<br />
<br />
Except, I'm sorta losing another guy that i can trust.<br />
Also hard to come by.<br />
Not to turn his accomplishments into a gigantic "pity me" rant, but it sorta sucks losing more family.<br />
 I cant look to my own close blood relations for  any real support or help, and this guy let me jump into his family out of nowhere. He and his parents have been more of a family to me in the last three months than my own family has been to me in the last four years. Its hard not to feel scared to leave someplace that is so comfortable...<br />
<br />
But at the same time, i am moving in with a family that is so effing rocking that it is unbelievable that i even KNOW them. The boys are both hawt, sexy man-beasts, the daughter is on her way to being a babe-tastic genius, and the parents are like big teenagers. Pretty much, the only rules are "no boneing in the house", and "no boneing the residential man-flesh"<br />
And i can do that.<br />
...<br />
I think.<br />
... <br />
I'll try my hardest.<br />
<br />
I recently got two new really cool guy friends who rock really hard too, so its like i estrange one friend and gain two more. <br />
<br />
I am more comfortable in my body, I am secure with who i am as a person, I'm doing pretty good, actually.<br />
<br />
I am just terrified of change.<br />
I know i should stop being a big baby, and walk it off, but until i get over with it, it will still be irksome.<br />
<br />
Idk... I'll angst over this some more later.... right now i am yawning so big i cant see straight... <br />
<br />
<br />
nite yalls<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>yawn</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 18:31:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Someone IM me...<br />
<br />
theshort1@live.com<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>lolthompson</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 00:49:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <html><br />
<body><br />
<p><img src=<a href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2007/01/1161919309904.jpg>">[link]</a></p><p><br>Point.... I love lolcats<br>Point.... I love hunter s thompson<br>Point.... I just made excitement in my pants</br></body><html></br></br></p><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I feel I gotta steal back my humanity...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 00:57:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ do me a favor y'all, and add Collin's band on myspace....<br />
<br />
hes all excited cause his demo's out.... and hes cuuuute when hes excited.<br />
<br />
its <br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.myspace.com/noodleblue">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Its pretty good for garage band type stuff...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>ner ne ner.....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 11:50:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am having one of those really awesome days, I guess....<br />
<br />
I woke up thinking that I need to do something really nifty for my birthday, even though my birthday is a whole little less than a month away. I really don't know why i was thinking that, 'cept I ran into a cutie i know named Bailey at the mall yesterday and we were  talking about bonfires all week... So, I guess theres gonna be a freaking awesome bonfire party on my birthday, if I'm that cool... I'll keep yall posted....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>If I say,he say, she say make some noise... kill m</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 13:03:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMG!!! <br />
<br />
U.S.E!!!<br />
<br />
...<br />
<br />
...and Prom, I guess... <br />
<br />
...<br />
...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
but U.S.E!!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
I'm soooooooo excited.. <br />
<br />
<br />
Its soooooo a free show tonight, and they have a new playlist, I hear...<br />
<br />
Ahahahhahahahhahhahahahhahahahahhahaha <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />lop:<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
eeeeennnny whooooooooo....<br />
<br />
<br />
so here i sit, waiting for my lovable curly haired rockstar ride to show up so I can leave, and do something interesting...<br />
<br />
<br />
I think we's picking up TwiDDy but i aint sure....<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
oooooh, I got the "bark is bigger than her height" award at the award night... it came with a roll of duct tape...<br />
<br />
'cause... y'know... i talk a lot...<br />
<br />
 ...and duct tape fixes that apparently...<br />
<br />
 ...that and broken ducts or something like that...<br />
<br />
...hmmm....<br />
<br />
doo doo doo...<br />
<br />
<br />
:rock:<br />
<br />
<br />
eeeeeny wayyy......<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>.. Don't Quote Me Happy...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2007 18:55:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ soooooooo.....<br />
<br />
All cute/sweet/interesting guys are really annoying. <br />
<br />
I mean it. <br />
<br />
And no jokes about being angry about me calling you guys annoying, Keith and Ryan, that's not what I mean, I'm not talking about you.<br />
<br />
If'n yous (as readers) don't know what I am refering to, tough luck baboon butt. You chose to read this, and me choosing to use a public journal to vent upon the unfair aspects of being a socialite is slightly stupid, I know but it is my choice. Nyah.<br />
<br />
Any who, have I mentioned yet how eff-ing tired I am with teen beef? Beef like teen drama-y angst, angst-y drama, not beef like moo. GET OVER YOUR MEASLY LIVES AND DO SOMETHING, WHINY BITCHES!!!!!<br />
<br />
No one really cares about why you like that one girl but won't ask her out 'cause another girl that may or may not have an attraction to you and you may or may not to her (though your best friend REALLY does and everyone knows it) wants attention that you are too busy to give her....<br />
<br />
Follow dat, ah dares ya...<br />
<br />
Beef makes reality that much harder to deal with...<br />
<br />
Men (even the cute, mildly interesting ones) that can't keep it in their pants long enough to let a person breath need to stay away.<br />
<br />
Personally, I enjoy breathing. Its pretty high up there on the list of things I like to do a lot. Breathing is pretty much a life or death thing for me. Dunno, I guess that pesky will-to-live thing is my crack. Just something I like to obey from time to time. So whenever I choose to give you a hug and your face ends up in my nasal passages, I really don't want to give yous hugs no more, no matter how attractive and interesting you are. NOT EVERY CHICK WANTS TO KISS YOU ALL OF THE TIME, YOU SELF CENTERED PRICK!!!!<br />
<br />
And further more, if I actually consent to give you a kiss to pacify you for a moment, and VISIBLY AIM for your cheek, do not, I repeat, DO NOT, make an unscheduled detour to my mouth with your lips. 'Tis freaky. Even if you are sweet and smart. <br />
<br />
I like you, you weirdo, don't ruin a friendship by jumping the gun.<br />
<br />
God, you horn dog.<br />
 <br />
Yet I will always have the best of love for you. Really, I will.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>&lt;3333333333!!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 21:28:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ahah! i know how this guy  feels!!  'cept i diggs da men...narrowed down to one so stop flirting with me {<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" />} ... so all y'all that wants to go up to Northern State to take their senior pics somehow get a hold of me 'for friday....we should  have a party up there just for kicks.... if someone brings tunes......cough, cough, keith, cough,...excuse me..... cough, I mean it, cough....<br />
<br />
"I think I'm in love"<br />
- Beck<br />
<br />
>f#$@ing rocking bass line<<br />
<br />
I really think I better get a hold of myself<br />
Don't wanna let the night get ahead of myself<br />
Whisperin' her love through a smoke ring smile<br />
She doesn't know what happens when she's around<br />
<br />
I think I'm in love<br />
But it makes me kinda nervous to say so<br />
I think I'm in love<br />
But it makes me kinda nervous to say so<br />
<br />
Doodododododooodoo<br />
<br />
Probably lay my head on a wooden floor<br />
Tell her I was tired from working the store<br />
Counting all the cash from an old shoebox<br />
Saving up to buy her something she wants<br />
<br />
I think I'm in love<br />
But it makes me kinda nervous to say so<br />
I think I'm in love<br />
But it makes me kinda nervous to say so<br />
<br />
What if it's wrong?<br />
What if it's wrong<br />
To pray in vain?<br />
What does it mean<br />
To fake your death?<br />
To wake up tainted?<br />
<br />
Take a little picture in a photobooth<br />
Keep it in a locket and I think of you<br />
Both of our pictures, face to face<br />
Take off your necklace and throw it away<br />
<br />
I think I'm in love<br />
But it makes me kinda nervous to say so<br />
I think I'm in love<br />
But it makes me kinda nervous to say so<br />
<br />
Really think I better get a hold of myself<br />
Don't wanna let the night get ahead of myself<br />
Whisperin' her love through a smoke ring smile<br />
She doesn't know what happens when she's around<br />
<br />
I think I'm in love<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
ahah! i know how he feels!!  'cept i diggs da men...narrowed down to one so stop flirting with me <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" /> ... so all y'all that wants to go up to Northern State to take their senior pics somehow get a hold of me 'for friday....we should  have a party up there just for kicks.... if someone brings tunes......cough, cough, keith, cough,...excuse me.....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hah...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Feb 2007 16:50:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I realize that not only am i the coolest, awesome-ist person ever, I also need to come on this damn sight more than once a year, yes?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>smith puget gives good hugs</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 03:12:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMG.. went to bumbershoot yesterday!! saw AFI!! got awsomly cool socks, aaand got the Younger brother of the most coolest rockstar on the planet to sign them and give me a hug!!!<br />
<br />
Smith Puget was talking to a rodie and Hilary recognized him rightaway. I just had to go annoy him so ...i did. He was sooo hapy to have fans, we think. I like to fantasize that i made a semi-famous dude's day.<br />
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Need to start a Smith Puget fan club...<br />
bye-ness ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 16:56:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ STDs- not the ickys. i cant tell you what the acronym is for it (wasnt exactly paying attention to my design 101 class) but all of a sudden the teacher lady was saying "The more STDs you have, the better off you are"  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/j/jawdrop.gif" width="15" height="32" alt=":jawdrop:" title="Jawdrop" />  <br />
<br />
Note to reader: food in the central washington university cafeteria tastes like crap. ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm baaaack!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 11:58:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Finaly! i'm on a computer without any goofy blocking tools!! Yay! >Hippity happy dance< I am in ellensburg at this very moment, After one hell of a busride, one hell of a hike, one hell of a day, one hell of a night, on hell of a morning and a Monster energy drink.  i re-did the zen garden in the japanese garden with my feet and now i have itchy sand in my sandals.<br />
<br />
<br />
In a few hours we have a major session to go to, but only because me 'n keef are the only ones on our staff so we're having our "Staff meeting"  in the computer lab. He's listening to Hurt, k'now the JC version and well, you know what im doing, sorta. ]]></description>
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                <title>no subject</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2006 11:08:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so long norma jean, though I never knew you. goodbye. ]]></description>
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                <title>Riiiight.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 11:21:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ See, I didn't write that last journal. Two friends of mine who will remain nameless (but their initials are Michael Self and Charlie Coslor) wrote two false journal entries. When you see them next, kick them. Hard. In the Tookus. ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>the end of the world by charlie and michael</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 12:51:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ racine likes pron!!! she likes it a lot<br />
<br />
she really likes pron<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
the end of the world is coming by charlie and michael ]]></description>
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                <title>i cant wait for the end of this class!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 12:50:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yessirree, Here i be in the journalism class noferthing to do except mebbe write something  or yell at a newbie for not writing some thing or hey! i need to go talk to mr. young!!!  okay never mind, I have something to do now.... ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>nothing screams "I Love You" like fecal</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 14:38:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ when everythings coming your way, youre in the wrong lane and probably failed your drive test.<br />
<br />
someday we will look back on this and run into a parked car.<br />
<br />
Racine's new philosiphy for driving in the city: There are two kinds of pedestrians - the quick and the dead<br />
<br />
Heck is where people go when they dont beleive in Gosh<br />
<br />
Speed of light is easy, what's the speed of dark?<br />
<br />
Join the army, travel to exotic locations, meet new people, learn their customs, kill them.<br />
<br />
There are very few personal problems that cannot be solved by a suitable application of high explosives.<br />
<br />
Last night, I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and thought to myself, "Where the hell is the ceiling?"<br />
<br />
I don't suffer from stress. I'm a carrier. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/fork.gif" width="37" height="18" alt=":fork:" title="Stabbed with a Fork!" /> <br />
<br />
Everybody is somebody else's weirdo.<br />
<br />
Anyone who says "Easy as taking candy from a baby" has never actually tried it. ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>you can't buy used Toilet Paper on Ebay</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2006 12:47:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yep... you can't. kinda sad, huh? all that money and no pooty matter... but you can buy a human soul....<br />
<br />
any way, My weekend was GREAT!!!! Okay, it started out mega ultra crappy, but slowly morphed into something better. Hells yes!!!  I drove for the first time LEGALY and I didnt kill anyone!!! Its such a great feeling, Y'know, actually following the Rules and Regulations of the highway transportaition system and NOT having four teenage redneck boys hanging out of the back of your car because your brothers friends needed a ride home. I had my permit, a semi reliable adult in the car, my seat belt was fastened and all the necessary accoutrements was  and were...delt with accordingly.  <br />
<br />
Plus, I learned the BLUES IN E (and all other octives but....you guys get the idea) My Funky unkle type human came to my house yesterday and taught me. then he practically gave me & trakk his stratocaster and a synthesizer that plugs into our amp.....Makes funny noises now!!!!! yay.....<br />
<br />
Aaaaaaand..... yeah, thats it. it doesnt take much for me to be happy.<br />
<br />
 No, I didnt sell my soul to satan, but we worked out a rent to own deal...<br />
<br />
they call it PMS because "mad cow desease" was already taken.<br />
<br />
drink apple juice, OJ'll kill ya. ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>&gt;lies&gt;</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Mar 2006 13:00:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Pervaricator, pervaricator, your trousers are conflagarated, suspended from a telecommunications cable.<br />
<br />
Sometimes, I stand in front of my mirror butt-naked, and think to myself  "You are the ugliest person alive, go eat a sandwich". Other times I stand in front of my mirror naked and think "Not too bad!" But most of the time I stand in front of my mirror naked and think "Crap, someone stole my clothes again."  <br />
<br />
(From charlie) " there are only 10 kinds of people in this world: those who know binary and those who don't."<br />
<br />
C:\\DOS. C:\\DOS\RUN GO:\\DOS\GO<br />
<br />
01  HOME<br />
02  SWEET<br />
03  RETURN TO LINE 01<br />
<br />
There are 3 types of people in this world: those who can count and those who can't.<br />
<br />
 4/3 of Americans don't understand fractions.<br />
<br />
Instead of a seeing-eye dog, how about a gun? Its cheaper than a dog, and if a blind guy wandered around shooting a gun, people would get out of his way. Cars, too.<br />
<br />
Instead of burning someone at the stake, how about burning them at the stilts? It would go faster and it moves around... ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>forgot</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2006 15:24:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Note to self: Dont ever let dad be your event co-ordinator, racine. he cant remember the days that end in '"Y" ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>yam sick</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 12:57:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yo ness. dont feel good. might toss cookies if charlie dont stop laughing.  Ate somfing at Journalism convention. was fine all saturday. Had good fun with friend Keef. broke into a greenhouse and explored Mt. Si high. could've got in major trouble if i had gotten caught. spent all sunday being sick. there is somthing in my biology that makes everything come up like carrots. yum. goose pimples and shivers mixed with "out of it" Racine all monday...Zak is a good substitute for day-quil...Trakk is a pussy...went home early, my brother did...is "sick" he is..<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/y/yoda.gif" width="40" height="18" alt=":yoda:" title="Yoda" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>TOOw (wOOT in the mirror)</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Mar 2006 11:56:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ God grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change, the courage to change those that i can and the wisdom to  hide the bodies i killed today because they pissed me off...God, help me to give 100% to my work: 5% on sunday, 5% on monday,  50% on tuesday (^^) 5% on wednesday 5% on thursday 5% on friday, and 25% on saturday.<br />
               God, as long as your doing all that, why dont you  do my laundry, too. I need jeans for tomorrow and i thought maybe, since you wernt doing anything important... as long as your doing that, why dont you use your godly powers to write my articles for Journalism class. they're due today and i cant get past the first letter on the one with the midgets...Plus i still need to finish editing the young aRyan child's article for AP style... the last paragraph is a bitch...<br />
               And while youre doing my homework, God,  can you explain to me why you made chemistry equations so damn hard to remember?...Oh, you didnt create chemistry? that explains a lot...And hey, while your at it, why dont you convince that Editor guy that you dont have to be in College to get a journalism internship. stupid degree... Oh yeah, why dont you tell my dad to let me have a life of my own? Waiting for him to die is a crappy way to spend my teenage years...<br />
               anyway when your done with that, come back and i'll have some more stuff for you to do. Amen. ]]></description>
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                <title>a day...not a night</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Mar 2006 12:45:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ever have one of those days where you wished that you were a jedi knight? Yeah, I'm having oneof those right now.... ]]></description>
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                <title>Amanda's repeat</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 13:02:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ nanda did this, so will i. <br />
<br />
Nanda: you are constantly angry at everybody and you are a great artist but you drag yourself down with self-generated drama.<br />
<br />
Keef: you let people push you  around. I help you with your ideas because they are GOOD and should be allowed to flourish instead of being squished, like they do when you think people dont like them. <br />
<br />
aRyan: you dont care enough. and if you do care, you suffocate. You are a man of extremes, and although extremes are good, too much can kill.<br />
<br />
Zak: I love you and you already know the beef i have with you.<br />
<br />
Taylor: you try too hard to be liked. <br />
<br />
Hilary: You act like you need to be worshiped, and when you dont receive said worship, you freak out. ]]></description>
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                <title>Yoink...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2006 11:58:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am hungry. my tummy is speaking to me in very petulant tones and saying stuff like "WHY WON'T YOU EAT ANYTHING YOU BITCH?!?!?!?" and "you whore, midnight snacks don't count as a full meal." I have no idea why i am a bitch and a whore in this particular setting. you'd think because it is I that is writing this that i would be a little easier on myself... WHAT DID I EVER DO TO ME???!!!??! <br />
Ugh...FOOOOOOOOOD. I feel like a zombie without a stomach cavity.yum.....caaaaaavity........Oh no its starting!!! must....resist... the urge..... to bite..... nubie reporter.....<br />
Sorry there was this girl sitting next to me in j-class and she was reading over my shoulder. hee hee. I think i'm going to hell.... ]]></description>
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                <title>A thingy</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2006 12:36:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sorry guys, REALLY like these things i do......<br />
<br />
(x) been in love<br />
(x) been dumped<br />
(x) shoplifted<br />
( ) been fired<br />
(x) been in a fist fight<br />
<br />
(x) snuck out of my parent's house<br />
(x) had feelings for someone who didnt have them back<br />
( ) been arrested<br />
( ) made out with a stranger<br />
( ) gone on a blind date <br />
( ) lied to a friend<br />
(x) had a crush on a teacher<br />
(x) skipped school/class<br />
( ) slept with a co-worker<br />
( ) seen someone die<br />
<br />
( ) smoked a cigarette<br />
( ) smoked a cigar<br />
( ) smoked anything else<br />
(x) made out with a member of the same sex<br />
( ) crashed a friend's car<br />
( ) stolen a car<br />
<br />
(x) had a crush on one of your DeviantART friends.<br />
(x) been to Canada<br />
(x) been to Mexico<br />
(x) been on a plane<br />
( ) thrown up in a bar<br />
<br />
(x) purposely set a part of myself on fire <br />
(x) eaten Sushi (I lurv raw food)<br />
( ) been snowboarding <br />
( ) met someone in person from DeviantART <br />
(x) been moshing at a concert<br />
<br />
( ) been in an abusive relationship<br />
( ) taken painkillers <br />
(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by <br />
(x) made a snow angel<br />
<br />
(x) had a tea party <br />
(x) flown a kite<br />
(x) built a sand castle<br />
(x) gone puddle jumping<br />
(x) played dress up<br />
<br />
(x) jumped into a pile of leaves<br />
(x) gone sledding <br />
(x) cheated while playing a game<br />
(x) been lonely<br />
(x) fallen asleep at work/school<br />
<br />
( ) used a fake id<br />
(x) watched the sun set<br />
(x) felt an earthquake<br />
(x) touched a snake<br />
<br />
(x) been tickled<br />
( ) been robbed<br />
(x) robbed someone (Alway gave it back though...)<br />
(x) been misunderstood<br />
(x) pet a reindeer/goat<br />
<br />
(x) won a contest <br />
( ) run a stop sign on purpose<br />
( ) been suspended from school<br />
(x) had detention<br />
( ) been in a car accident <br />
<br />
(x) had braces<br />
(x) felt like an outcast <br />
(x) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night<br />
(x) had deja vu <br />
(x) danced in the moonlight<br />
<br />
(x) hated the way you look<br />
(x) witnessed a crime<br />
( ) pole danced<br />
(x) questioned your heart<br />
( ) been obsessed with post-it notes <br />
<br />
(x) squished barefoot through the mud <br />
(x) been lost <br />
(x) been to the opposite side of the country<br />
(x) swam in the ocean<br />
( ) felt like dying<br />
<br />
(x) cried yourself to sleep<br />
(x) played cops and robbers<br />
(x) recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers <br />
(x) sung karaoke<br />
(x) paid for a meal with only coins <br />
<br />
(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't<br />
(x) made prank phone calls<br />
(x) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose <br />
(x) caught a snowflake on your tongue<br />
(x) kissed in the rain.<br />
<br />
(x) written a letter to Santa Claus <br />
(x) been kissed under a mistletoe<br />
( ) watched the sun set with someone you care about<br />
(x) blown bubbles <br />
(x) made a bonfire on the beach<br />
<br />
(x) crashed a party<br />
( ) Have Traveled more than 5 days with a car full of People<br />
(x) gone rollerskating<br />
(x) had a wish come true<br />
(?) humped a monkey<br />
<br />
(x) worn pearls<br />
(x) jumped off a bridge<br />
(x) screamed penis in class<br />
(x) ate dog/cat food<br />
(x) told a complete stranger you loved them<br />
<br />
(x) sang in the shower <br />
(x) have a little black dress (well I'm little, and i like the color black....Hmmmm...)<br />
( ) had a dream that you married someone<br />
(x) glued your hand to something<br />
<br />
(x) got your tongue stuck to a flag pole<br />
(x) kissed a fish<br />
(x) worn the opposite sexes clothes <br />
( ) been a cheerleader<br />
( ) sit on the roof <br />
<br />
( ) had sex at a church <br />
(x) screamed at the top of your lungs<br />
( ) done a one-handed cartwheel<br />
(x) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours<br />
(x) stay up all night <br />
<br />
( ) didn't take a shower for a week<br />
( ) pick and ate an orange right off the tree<br />
(x) climbed a tree<br />
(x) have a tree house<br />
(x) scared to watch scary movies alone <br />
<br />
(x) believe in ghosts<br />
(x) have more then 30 pairs of shoes<br />
(x) worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say<br />
(x) gone streaking( does going skinny dipping and losing your clothes count?)<br />
(?) played ding-dong-ditch <br />
<br />
(x) played chicken fight <br />
(x) been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on<br />
(x) been told you're hot by a complete stranger <br />
( ) broken a bone <br />
(x) been easily amused <br />
<br />
(x) caught a fish then ate it<br />
( ) made porn <br />
(x) caught a butterfly<br />
(x) laughed so hard you cried<br />
(x) cried so hard you laughed<b... ]]></description>
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                <title>A survey i stole</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2006 19:03:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.<br />
it says : "Nightfall brought them allong the rim of a high, narrow..." end quote<br />
<br />
2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.<br />
gah... fake tree...wait, that was my right... gooh.... zak..<br />
<br />
3.What is the last thing you watched on TV?<br />
Lost<br />
<br />
4.Without looking, guess what time it is:<br />
6:30<br />
5.Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?<br />
6:34 damn i'm good<br />
<br />
6.With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?<br />
funny morgan music...<br />
<br />
7.When did you last step outside? What were you doing?<br />
two hours ago...and trust me, if i told you what i was doing, I'd get yelled at by stevie and about 19 million other people.<br />
<br />
8.Before you started this survey, what did you look at?<br />
Zak...his eyes makes me go weak.<br />
<br />
9.What are you wearing?<br />
jeans, a tank top, my stripy shirt, my stripy sokums, and shoes<br />
<br />
10.Did you dream last night:<br />
umm... i drempt that i was a rock star and me buds was my band mates<br />
<br />
11. When did you last laugh?<br />
i always laugh...  <br />
<br />
12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?<br />
Bricks and a hammer & sickle drawing thing.... <br />
<br />
13. Seen anything weird lately?<br />
yes.... oh wait did you want to know? Well screw you!<br />
<br />
14. What do you think of this quiz?<br />
If i fail this I am never doing a nother quiz<br />
<br />
15. What is the last film you saw?<br />
an indi film called Taxi it was good<br />
<br />
16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?<br />
A college edu. unt a car...<br />
<br />
17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.<br />
I...Like....Cheese.... <br />
<br />
18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?<br />
paint the white house black  just for the hell of it...<br />
<br />
19. Do you like to dance?<br />
Yop ^^ <br />
<br />
20.George Bush:<br />
Is an idiot<br />
<br />
21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?<br />
Blaize <br />
<br />
22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?<br />
Rath<br />
<br />
23. Would you ever consiter living abroad?<br />
Mebbe, like I want to live on a a floating island/boat made out of garbage.  <br />
<br />
24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?<br />
" Here's your Refund" or "Sorry, out to lunch."<br />
<br />
25. people who must also do this memo in THEIR journal: Squally, chicken, trench, nanda, hitlery, val unt Nifty69 ]]></description>
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                <title>Halfday!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2006 10:26:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Test in math, snuggles in english <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> , Test and Supersize Me in journalism, passing off WW2 in hist., homework, orthodontist appointment (Real one this time!), Dealing with Unka Jimmy for two hours. Thats all i have done and need to do today. Argh. ]]></description>
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                <title>eeeek!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2005 11:56:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Nanda is acting creepy... I think it is cause her squshy Keef isn't here... Either shes talking to me n' Crabs... or to herself... Keef, she is overly obsessed over you!! She is going over all of her old drawings and reading your comments OUT LOUD!!!!  DON'T LEAVE HER WITH ME!!!<br />
this is worse than watching cracked out 5 year olds... just kidding amanda, you know i love you!!! ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>I... Need... Conversation...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2005 13:10:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I HATE it when it's quiet. Right now, I'm in Journalism class and even Jason isn't talking. All that you can hear is the clickity-clack of fingers tapping keyboards and THATS IT!!!! I NEED NOISE!!! I wonder what would happen if I screamed right now... Heffele would be ticked off... and noise would begin again. Bye bye ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>Live, Love, Hurt... then what?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 12:49:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yep... I finally did what I swore I'd never, ever do. I dumped a totally awsome dude for a dude who "dosn't want to ruin our friendship". Please excuse me while I swear at myself... okay, I'm done. Oh, and as a note: Nika, the party was great, should've invited Gabe. ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>Blood!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2005 11:30:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I gave blood today. The chick stabbed me twice 'cause "you don't drink enough water." Thats right, me bucko, because I dont like H2O that gives some fruity quack in a white coat a reson to stab me in the crooks of my arms, rendering them vertually useless. Now my head hurts, I feel like I'm gonna toss my cookies and I'm in the worst mood I've ever been in. And Nate couldn't go give blood with me so I did it alone. Snarl, Grr, Growl, Hiss. <br />
    All I want to do is stay home and watch TV, is that a crime? I hope that blood goes to some poor kid in Afganistan, insted of some crack-head who stepped in front of a bus. And the chocolate chip cookies they gave us tasted like cardboard. All in all, sooo not worth it. ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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                <title>a bad read.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 13:01:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There are some things that are so heartbreaking that you become addicted to them, almost to the point of an obsession. Newspaper stories about assholes killing children, or the suicide of a friend, they all fill you up with an ache, like pent up screams.<br />
A year ago, I decided to learn how to read palms. Ignoring the warnings of the many books and learning materials that the would-be palm reader would- should!- obey, I read the palms of my friends, the only people that would stay still long enough for me to practice on. <br />
Today I read the worst palm ever. To make matters worse, he is a very good friend of mine. Ryan, I'm sorry that I am an idiot. pleas dont pay attention to what i said. it isnt a perfect art, so me freaking out wasnt the best thing for me to do. ]]></description>
                <author>~short-shit</author>
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