Sickseed

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2005-03-08T19:53:00.001-08:00

When will i post again no one knows.

cats and dogs

2005-02-14T17:27:00.000-08:00

my name is oleg.

and i love lily.

and plus lily has lots of fun with oleg. yes, lily is trying to write like oleg.

oleg is sweet. oleg is caring. oleg is spontanous. oleg is impetuously gorgeous. oleg is sporadic. oleg makes lily lose her train of thought. and maybe a little more.

oleg is lily's.

and stupid oleg won't let me continue.

oleg smells. just temporarily. like for a milisecond.

lily loves oleg too.

meow meow.

woes.

2005-02-07T19:25:00.000-08:00

Parents are fightning again. Putting on quite the show. My mom is getting a psychic to look for lost photo album, step dad dont love her anymore. Brother is being a douchebag asking me every thirty seconds "are you sure you havent seen the phot album?" They dont need a psychic, they need a psychologist.

2005-02-06T22:45:00.000-08:00

Feeling neutral. Worked slept. Etc. Average day in the life of an average ant.

Hurray.

2005-01-31T13:56:00.000-08:00

Got my 300 bucks back. Hurray for me. Cheers.

(this is an update)

20th birthday.

2005-01-26T23:34:00.000-08:00

I am depressed/being an attention whore today. Possibly cause i only got five happy birthdays and just a bit of cash from me ma, the rest of the world just dont give a flying fuck. fuck you wolrd and your dot com. I also managed to piss of lilycakes today.

Depressing.

2005-01-24T23:59:00.000-08:00

I though i had problems with loosing 300$.

http://www.firstcoastnews.com/video/player320.aspx?aid=34965&bw=

Silverman Helps

2005-01-24T23:26:00.000-08:00

Hopefully (knock on wood) dont want to blog about my woes with the $$. Had a fun time with lily as usual, can feel arhtritis setting in. Anyhow im off to bed. Will update tommorow if i dont forget. Cheers.

Stuff

2005-01-20T05:22:00.000-08:00

Mom woke me up to shovel snow. Sucks ass.

Thinking about lily, rushing to school, will blog about it later. hehe.

Hmm.

Listening to vaccant sky by sparta.

2005-01-16T23:07:00.000-08:00

Theres a girl who walks down the street with careful, deliberate gracefullness. Her name is Lily, a perfectly sculpted face with an elegant body to match. Silky hair falling down the forebodding visage. Her voice is soothing to the ones that matter to her, the rest are greated with an apethetic slightly stern manner intermingled with a sacrcastic giggle. It is hard to imagine what she is thinking, she states that she is simple, in a soft gentle girlish voice, that is not the case though, she is selective, very aware of her choices, which is more then could be said for Lily's attention to surrounding. The movements are well timed yet sometimes there are slips, which are quickly hidden with a "nothing happened" look. Lily will go on to make great things, thats a given. As for me i am glad to have her.

Update

2005-01-16T03:44:00.000-08:00

Long time since i updated. Life is good. Cant complain at all, dont have the right to. Everything is tip top. Alcohol is not interesting, making money, happy, got lily. perfect.

Lily

2005-01-09T20:21:00.000-08:00

Lily holds suprises. I knew she was helpful but today she went above and beyond. She basically did all the work for me, and she kept me working. I love my lily. She is the greatest, cutest, sexiest thang on earth. If everyone were like lily it would be a great world to live in. Well it would sorta be freaky, and there is only one lily. Even now she is cracking away at my work with uttmost zeal. Hats off to you beatiful.

On a similar note i had a revelation today, in part thanks to lily. A big part. Hyper happy and all that jazz. Im in a intoxicated happieness (high on life, not drugs or yale). Gonna take a break (from riding the subway) and then its off to the essay and the other thingy. They are rough essay(s) so im not getting worked up about it.

In summary Lily is great, i appreciate her greatly, i think she knows that. Yes we have been hanging around too much (most people have noticed my abscense: smoking corner, leaside crew, dan, the person at the beer store). My mom says that lily is a good influence though. She is.

On a further note i need to exercise, all this eating and slouchy movement is making me "cumbersome".

Filky

2005-01-04T05:40:00.000-08:00

Filky's condition slightly improved after yesterday, he needs to go to vet. The vet will take care of it and filky the fat will be greasy again as he usualy is. Get better Filky. Our prayers are with you.

Lily's Ear

2005-01-02T19:07:00.000-08:00

I tore out an earing out of lily's ear. Evil. Im sorry lilypie. I will never do that again.

100 things about me.

2005-01-01T05:52:00.001-08:00

Ok i got the idea of of Sadia. I dont get exactly whats it about. But here goes.

1. I cut my middle finger once while trying to cut choclate.
2. I like army stuff.
3. I have four boot bands.
4. I have two different kind of army belts
5. I just drank clamato juice
6. My favorite movie is full metal jacket
7. I work at pizza hut
8. I enjoy bike riding
9. Its 9 am and i havent slept yet.
10. Bill Gates is a douchebag.
11. Fuck it im going to bed.

Great day.

2004-12-28T21:33:00.000-08:00

Today was a great day with lily and sadia. They are great, you can pass the entire day so easily and carefree just being a dumbass, i love em, hehe, im never gonna say that again so enjoy it while it lasts. Yesterday was fun too although i think Gerimo is a dumbass who needs to get a reality check, even his ex says so, hehe dumbass. Im a dumbass too but in a good way i guess. The point is Sadia and Lily are awsome, they are true friends, oh and ill be getting those handcuffs, now just got to figure out something to do with them, suggestions are welcome, hehe. Anyhow its 1 am now and im not going to bed yet so blah, maybe ill go read a book, yes a book. Its about time i read a good book, my mind is turning to mush. Theres not one intellegent though floating around anywhere. Molvania is great, peasants clearing throats and so forth, haha, classic.

2004-12-24T22:55:00.000-08:00

Its 1:58 and i told lily to go to bed. But im still up. Now i feel bad for forcing her to go to bed. Too late to do anything about it now. Cant sleep, sceduel all messed up, anyhow, going to bed. Cant spell for shit either. Gonna read a book or two to fix it up some. Cheers.

Alcohol is the devil

2004-12-23T11:26:00.000-08:00

Came close to loosing my mind yesterday. Good thing i puked most of it out. I now stand by my old resolve that alcohol is the devil. Anyhow im sober for a while. Maybe a beer or two in a bar but i doubt ill be able to touch the stuff for a while. Got a hangover.

Monday

2004-12-20T13:07:00.000-08:00

Got in the fight with the lovely family again. Life is peachy.

When the levee breaks.

2004-12-19T19:36:00.000-08:00

Was listening to some crazy christian doomsday show on Mojo radio. That station is really fucked up. Apparantly the one day of babylon is coming when the world will fall to the feet of the middle east. The armies of the west and east will unite against a common enemy. There will be massive death and destruction. The day of babylon is not a literal day but a "bible" day, which means the house of wahabbi could survive for thousands of years. Anyhow, sorta scary. Dont really want to bealive it but the Iraqi situation isnt doing great. Anyhow. Work sucked ass as usual and i drank half a cup of super hot sauce and got 10$ for it. That was my productive sunday.

Here is my new more accurate personality test

2004-12-16T17:59:00.000-08:00

messy, disorganized, not rule conscious, rebellious, rash, weird, ambivalent about chaos, likes bizarre things, anti-authority, not good at saving money, not a perfectionist, leaves many things unfinished, strange, desires more attention, romantic daydreamer, abstract, impractical, unproductive, leisurely, likes the unknown

Global Personality Test Results

Stability (51%) medium which suggests you are moderately relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic.
Orderliness (25%) low which suggests you are overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense too often of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.
Extraversion (50%) medium which suggests you are moderately talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting.

Take Free Global Personality Test
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Take my quiz, nigga

2004-12-16T01:23:00.000-08:00

http://www.quizyourfriends.com/takequiz.php?quizname=041216030606-235484

Here is this little thingy i thew together in 5 minutes. Take it, most said it was funny.

Its a tuesday a ninth.

2004-12-14T16:53:00.000-08:00

Head hurting. Lily ditching. Mom bitching. Ears ringing. Room freezing. Light shining. Heater sucking. Dirty clothes littering. Stomach growling. Toe swelling. Lips chapping. Filky squeaking. Kids dying. President's scheming. Soldiers drinking. Ossama plotting. Nomad charging. Scissors lying. Papers fluttering. Fan blowing. Computer humming. Pink room gaying. Night falling. Wind whiping. Distant lights flickering. Pollution chocking. Dust loittering. IV bubbles congregating. Mirror mirroring. Clock ticking. Floor panels interlocking. Land mines hiding. Pens writing. Tv droning. Cell phone radiating.

Yep its a tuesday.

2004-12-12T11:19:00.000-08:00

Apparently my personality matches that of this fella. Hehe. I sometimes think im sorta like Saddam Hussein. But not really.

What Famous Leader Are You?
personality tests by similarminds.com

this is me apparantly

2004-12-11T20:53:00.000-08:00

Global Personality Test Results

Stability (66%) moderately high which suggests you are relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic.
Orderliness (36%) moderately low which suggests you are, at times, overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.
Extraversion (53%) medium which suggests you are moderately talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting.

Take Free Global Personality Test
personality tests by similarminds.com

2004-12-10T19:52:00.000-08:00

Work sucked ass. It rained, dont usually mind the rain but it was pretty miserable. School sucked ass. Terrible migraine. Think im gonna go to the doctor to see that its all well after the fall. Basically a shitty day. Only thing to cheer me up was Lily, and she called me pissy. Im sorry Lily that i was pissy, if i was. Just not a good day. Lily is beautiful. The end.

2004-12-05T09:37:00.000-08:00

I had fun yesterday with lily. I hope she had fun too. It was all good and no alcohol involved. Spiffy. Dont feel like typing much more. Cheerio.

2004-12-01T21:30:00.000-08:00

Theres some sort of intensity building within me. Like i gotta get off my lazy ass and accomplish something right now. Im gonna go eat something fattening and im sure it will pass, hopefully. Otherwise my day was quite good. Cheerio.

No sense of time

2004-11-25T22:16:00.000-08:00

Its 1:15 in the morning and im not sleepy, i feel as if its 3 am in the afternoon. Everything is so surreal. Im feeling quite neutral today/tonight, I think i might be returning to my regular selfe. Anyhow time to finish off that poster.

TTC constables and othe schtuff

2004-11-24T23:11:00.000-08:00

Today was a good day. I went down to track level on the ttc and was chased by the TTC constables from broadview to chester. Fuckers kept running. I was way tired when i hit chester. Had to loose them by jumping into a construction yard. They didnt really bother after that. I was lucky. Still feel the adrenaline when i think of it Wowzers. Anyhow. Other then that im pretty happy. That chat with lily was real good. I feel happy and fuzzy, went walking around in the rain today like a happy clam, feeling a cold coming on. Fuck, essay due tommorow, but who gives a fuck.

A friend in need is a pest indeed.

2004-11-22T18:55:00.000-08:00

Lately ive been a self absorbed, suicidal, pissed off at everybody, paranoid,caustic, apethetic asshole. I think im going through some crisis or something. Drugs, family bs, shcool bs, lack of money, and no goals in life can lead to a shitty existence. Im pissed off, confused, crying (yes crying), walking around uselessly, not doing school work, skipping work. I have just realized that for the past two weeks i have not done jacksquat, havent been to the gym, havent kept a proper diet, havent been hitting on lily or victoria, been smoking weed and other stuff, been jackin off and playing shitty mindblowingly repetetive computer games. My self esteem is rock bottom since it has been in years. Its all clusterfucked. Erol (some brown dude whos brother with my manager from work) says that he and I are going through some 20 year old crisis. Hes gonna be 20 too but he admits his problems are not as bad as mine. Its been so fucked up im actually making an inventory of "friends" that im either gonna cut or move them to the "enemies" list. The whole Leaside crew is mostly cut, never talk to the twins anymore, they still cool but they too have been real douchebags lately about keeping in touch. Chris Kilbride is a dead man should he step foot in T-dot and i find out about it. Chris Christou is cut. Sunny is cut. Arin Khan is cut, i think shes trying to corrupt lily, Cynthia Corbet is cut. Brent is teathering on the edge of being cut. Katie is cut, but then again she was never my friend, Katie is starting to piss me off with her "i dont care that you exist, but i sill talk to you and borrow shit form you" stupid bisexual bitch. Amanda (the fucked up one) was cut like way back when. Amanda (sexy short blonde) is cut cause shes a bitch who keeps talking about how she would like to have a penis. My whole workplance is cut, i hate those fucks. Diego is cut (fucker too good to talk to me). Mark is a fag. The east yorkers are pretty much allrigght. Gotta say hi to Ean (cept the chrises). On the the enemies list: Chris Kilbride, Eric, that is all.

Iraq cost of war

2004-11-21T03:51:00.000-08:00

money well spent

Cost of the War in Iraq

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Optimistic 5 am post

2004-11-21T02:12:00.000-08:00

Well its 5 am now and ive been reading war stories from falluja for the past 4-5 hours. Even with school going down the tubes with no chance of getting into university I bealive i made the right choice. I dont want to go to university, i dont want to own a lexus, i dont want to get married, i dont want to have fuckwad kids who will probably burry me. I finally bealive i made the right choice. Next year ill be in the army away from all this redundant stuff. Ill have purpose and meaning. Sure i might die or be horribly disfigured which will then mean ill blow my head away cause i cant fight no more but ill be happy and occupied. Perhaps im crazy but reading all these accounts of falluja and seeing pics of dead yanks makes me want to be a soldier so much more. Most normal people would be freaked out about the whole army thing. Not me, i think its where i belong. Among the cheering, yelling testosterone filled 19 year old kill machines. Being a part of something big. I want to yell "wooooo" as enemy positions get blown to hell by Bradley TOW missiles. I want to lug around AT-4s and fire them at living people which will then be splattered across 10 meters of concrete, just like in the tv shows. I think its where i belong. I was wrestling with this whole idea of will i be able to kill other human beings. I dont know, not yet at least, im sure with some conditioning ill make a fine christian soldier. Gonna buy a pair of oaklies with my first paycheck. Am i ready to get into "the shit", i dont know, the army will take care of that, they will feed me, clothe me, keep me out of trouble, just like my mommy. The army will be my family seeing as how my current family is pretty impartial to my existence. Youd say, gee thats fucked up. I dont think so, i think everything is fucked up in life, you gotta find your little niche, bunker in and start shooting. Maybe im naive, maybe i am, and if i am what am i to do now. There is no chance to go back. I might be anoher dead body bag for all i know. But whatever happens i made this choice and i stand by it. I am happy, i feel happy. I can honesly say i am pretty content with the way things are going. Sure my dream was to be some suicidal jet pilot. But this is the next best thing. I am really afraid of getting old. Thats my greatest fear i bealive, that and geese. I really loathe getting old, the whole idea of rotting away as a cripple is most unappealing. Am i going to hell, probably. Do i try to be religious? Yeah, but god probably wont care cause im gonna kill a whole bunch of people. Is killing wrong? No, inderectly or directly everyone is killing someone else. Maybe ill get my head chopped off, sure it sounds funny now but when the time comes im gonna be a bit freaked out, hope they drug me. Its sorta funny but now im thinking what happens if i dont die and im 40 and have no more purpose after the army. Im gonna be a lonely alcoholic ( i havent had alcohol in 2 weeks now, hurray). As far as im sitting here i know i am not where i belong. A whole bunch of semi relevant stuff happened this week but i really dont care. For some reason (possibly paranoia) I dont think Lily is terribly interested in me, a well. Im gonna try to get victoria's phone number. I think im being very lazy wlth this whole looking for a girlfriend thing, I should really try, but girlfriends cost money, i have no money or a car. I should call andrea, maybe we can hang out when her boyfriend is not around. She only fucks him cause hes got money and a car. Meh. Life is so redundant sometimes, you sometimes just need to blow it away like an iraqi insurgent. For some strange reason i feel like smoking some weed or getting me some more absinthe, that stuff was the shit. I dont really care who reads this. Really couldnt give a flying fuck. Anyhow thats my life, gonna go jack off now.
Click there to see some unedited falluja street fighting.
http://www.ogrish.com/a/us_marine_fatally_shoots_wounded_pow_in_fallujah_mosque-11-16-2004.html

2004-11-16T22:17:00.000-08:00

Well its the wee hours of the morning so its time to hit the nappy sack. Anyhow gonna eat something maybe. Better not. Food is bad at night. So hungry. Fuck it i wont sleep well hungry.

Bye bye mr goatie.

2004-11-16T18:55:00.000-08:00

Mr goatie is dead. I hope your happy lily. I killed him. I put a razor to him. He is now at the bottom of the sink. I looked in the mirror and though, what have i done. I lost my rugged good looks for child's face. I hate my face now. Come back mr goatie. Im sorry i killed you. Anyhow hell come back, slowly. 3 months of goatie down the tubes, litteraly. I hope your happy lily.

Tuesday

2004-11-16T16:28:00.000-08:00

I dont know why but im beggining to hate tuesdays. The tuesday routine is getting to me. Feeling groggy after my mom stopped me from having my evening nap. She says something about dont sleep during the day or something. Anyhow im gonna trim the goatie per lilies request. But im not gonna get rid of all of it. I got some sort of attachment with that piece of hair, plus it hides a horrible scar and it looks good (not to lilym, after the combing incident). Enough of that. Anyhow im beggining to feel useless again. The routine is definatly getting to me. Have to get out and about. Cant wait till school is finished. Today was so f*ing uneventful its horrible. Anyhow time for a nap. My scalp has that odd feeling again. Its like im wearing a hat but i got nothing on my head.

2004-10-25T22:52:00.000-07:00

Things are going good. Cant complain.

2004-10-20T20:12:00.000-07:00

Making/purifying alcohol.

Tuesday.

2004-10-19T20:10:00.000-07:00

Its tuesday and I be broke. No money. Guess I cant complain since i got food in my belly and gloves on my hands. Anyhow I have been contemplating a scandelous, kinky, idea that has been fermenting in my mind for quite some time. Its so immoral that its illegal, like absinth this forbidden pleasure gets its allure from its fringe nature. Lily knows, but im too freaked out to post it on a internet blog. I took note of this for quite some time. I always had a hunch that this girl liked me. Today it was just reinforced. Seeing as how she has not seen her boyfriend in about a month, she might be interested in a 15 minute quickie. This is the perfect opportunity for action. Seing as how my apparatus is in good working order, "It's hammer time!" (Vice Admiral Timothy Keating , prior to second invasion of Iraq). Cheers.

All is well.

2004-10-15T09:05:00.000-07:00

Its raining and im having an awsome time. I went to the doctor and he said there is no need for the chop, with that off my mind i am free to enjoy life again. Sitting here sipping a stella and typing this blog i feel a new sense of self. I feel reborn and renewed. God bless proper doctors who know their shit. I love the world again. I love everybody, world peace and prosperity for everybody. Cheers.

Identity Crisis

2004-10-11T22:42:00.000-07:00

Its 1:43 am in the morning thanksgiving night/tuesday morning. Im having an identity crisis, i dont know if its the bio engineered turkey or the lack of alcohol. I dont know where im going or who I am. For some reason I dont bealive I belong here. I dont think anyone reads my posts anymore but what the hey. They are here. A tunnel into my inner psychie (not sure if its spelled right). Sitting here typing this on this blurry old 17 inch piece of shit monitor,Im having deja vue of me sitting this typing this in my real life. My real life where I belong. Perhaps its the routine thats getting to me. Maybe i need to meet new people. Maybe I need to stop thinking about me all the time. Me, me, me, me, im tired of hearing about me, im tired of people seeing me as I appear to them, im tired of catagorizing my life, Im tired of the same old people telling me the same bullshit, day in and day out. I need to clear my head. I need to loose myself, i am already lost, I need to find myself. I want to run into the fog with a gun and some boots for my country. I want to fly a jet faster then the speed of sound. I want to patrol the streets of Baghdad or Khandahar in a humvee. At the same time i want to go to some university or college and get a degree in something so I can be a better citizen of the modern economy. Ok, its bed time now, maybe tommorow i will wake up a more coherent person.

my adventure

2004-10-10T02:25:00.000-07:00

Well today was a journey of self discovery. I took my physical and mental self to the edge and back with some intense physical exercising. I am exhausted, 3 hours at the gym followed by a gruelling 5 hour bike ride of doom. Anyhow, my hands are shaking as i write this and i have drank like 3 liters of water or something. I think im gonna die. Im glad that i did this, i will have to do this again. Cheers

2004-10-08T23:07:00.000-07:00

Got a free beer today. There goes my stop drinking resolution. Anyhow this whole stop drinking idea was a bad idea, im coming down with the sickness again. Ive only had one delicous sip of heaven and i want more, more, more. Im not an alcoholic, not yet at least. Dan says your an alcoholic if you beat your spouse or children, seeing as that does not apply to me im not an alcoholic yet. On the issue of the spouse, i need a spouse. Im not that bad looking, really. Guess its just a problem with me and my random temproary infatuations. Anyhow im going to crawl into bed now. Who will i undress in my mind tommorow. It could be you, if your hot.

Wensday

2004-10-06T14:47:00.000-07:00

This was certainly not a good day. It was a rather shitty day actually. Nothing went right today ecxept my new shirt, that shirt is awsome. I was feeling lethargic and apethetic the entire day, gonna go to the gym now and see if it gets any better after that. Gonna go see something about conrad black or something, why do people think i want to destroy the goverment so much, im feeling very apethetic about saving the world today, fuck it, fuck the enviroment, fuck the third world, fuck greenpeace. Lonely, hurt, damaged i writhe through my daily existence like an anorexic robot on its last leg. Perhaps it is because i stopped drinking. Physically im pretty tip top, its just that im constantly so neutral, im not depressed or anything.

My dickey.

2004-10-04T22:46:00.000-07:00

The following is about my dickey, not meant for general consumption:

My dickey is broken, doc says they need to give it a haircut, i dont like the idea of a chop down there because thats sounds like im gonna loose some skin, some skin foremost skin. Going to see the dickeydoctor on the 15th. No way they gonna give me the chop or im gonna shoot the whole lot of em. On a further note lilies posts are fucked up. I think that girl needs help, and what the fuck is wrong with arin? She seemed very upbeat last time we had our msn conversation. I got Hanna to talk with me about stuff, going good. Katie is freaked out and thinks im a pediphile. Ironically there is some 15 year old sexy slutty girl named beth who is hitting on me, i would bone her in two seconds ecxept for the fact that my dickey is broken. Kathy is nowhere to be found, i am becoming worried. So many women in my life yet none i can call my own. I also think i have ADD or something. The cucumber and tomatoe diet is going good. I saw asfia at thorncliffe mall today. I tried to buy a bunch of bananas from the fruit store because i was o so hungry, all i had was one dollar, the chinese woman at the counter weighted the bunch that i picked out and it came out to 1.02 $. I asked here if a dollar was ok, she said no, you give two pennies. I said i had no pennies and thanked her nicely and told that cunt to piss off. I cant say that this was a good or a bad day. Tommorow im gonna be more apethetic then usual.

2004-10-04T01:17:00.000-07:00

After going to the stip club with some of my buddies, i have decided that i am totally and inexplicably horny. I need to feel the sensual body of a womans curves. I need to plunge my manhood into her and let her beg for relief. I am horny. There is no doubt about. I feel a ravenous hunger overcoming me. I feel as if my very existence as a man is in question. I need a woman now. I mean now!!!. Does not matter how she looks, i will rip her apart. I am locked and loaded and ready for action. Sacrifice your body for our pleasure she devil. For i will be your liberator.

2004-10-03T09:44:00.000-07:00

Well Kathy has not been back online in two days, perhaps she went to the cottage or something. Lily says im paranoid. Im not paranoid, well maybe a little. But im an aquarius so its my nature to be paranoid. Its been a while since ive been to the gym, need to go. Im talking to arin right now about me, im tired of talking about me, am i self centered? She says i am, just like every other person on the planet. I think i got a serious thing for Kathy, she is one crazy girl. But the whole deal seems too good to be true, probably just some joke or something. There is that paranoia kicking in. Kathy will come back and we will be friends if anything. Katie must have misunderstood my typing that i wanted to have internet sex with her, she got freaked out and left. That was not the message i was trying to convey, anyhow MSN is fuckin retarted, it always fucks up what your trying to say, fucks with your head. Well thats my sunday monring.

2nd post. the 3-5 am experiance.

2004-10-02T13:18:00.000-07:00

While passing my uneventful day of school and work I came home quite tired and pissed off. I already had in my bloodstream some corona and some caffeine, some Becks was on the way. Soused, irritated from work, tired from school and generaly quite down i went on to lavalife to check if there was any action (for some reason my profile seems to be repulsive or something), finding none i watched some trainspotting and was ready to hit the hay in a bit. This girl that i really liked came on lavalife so i sent her an instant message, fuckin bitch didnt even have the comon courtesy to say hi or piss off or something after i blew 6 credits (which is about a dollar or something) for a 20 minute chat session. Waiting for my time to run out i decided to search for any elligable singles in my area, finding one i began talking to her for no reason. The conversation did not begin very well, she got the impression that i was a hatemongering capitalist hater or something, i was beggining to question the whole lavalife experience at that moment after blowing 6 credits on nothing. It got a little better and she gave me her hotmail#. Interested and somewhat happier i investigated the matter further by adding her to my msn. Turns out i was tricked, this girl was not the 28 year old sarah which was i was randomly spamming but her 17 year old sister named Kathy. I waisted no time for chit chat and asked for a picture. What a treat that was, this girl reminded me of katie, ecxept her name was kathy, bigger breasts, proper teeth and none of the childish confused little girl crap that i got from katie. She meant buisness and she started talking the dirty talk. I must have had a hardon like 3 times in those few hours. It was the greatest conversation I have ever had, she sent me some pictures often revealing her very sensious body. I asked her if she were single and she said she was but i did not bealive it. If a girl like that can not get any man she wants there is something rotten in the world. Perhaps it was all a cruel practical joke some odd old man played on me or it was a police sting or something. Perhaps it was the real deal. If it were the real deal i feel very privallaged. I cant wait for next time she comes online. Thank you Kathy, this post goes out to you. On a similar note, i need a woman.

1st post

2004-10-01T13:32:00.000-07:00

Ok, here is my generic blog. I got the idea from lily who made her own, the idea seems pretty good, trivial regurgitation of personal ideas and feelings for the world to gawk at. But its all cool. Im going to work in about 20 minutes so that gives me some time to jack off or something. Im really lonely after/during going out with arin, worst date ever, no offence arin but its the truth. There is this girl in school who seems to like me but then again i think that every girl likes me or something, fuckin looser is me, she is not bad looking at all and has a very cute face, her name is Hanna or something. She likes to smoke weed, im pretty new to this whole weed thing but im sure ill catch on quick, Dan is showing me the fine art of rolling and smoking fine spliffs. Dan is a one stop shop for all your substance abuse needs and paranormal theories and such. This post is off to dan devlin. Greatest man that ever lived, hats off to dan. Lily for making this blog possible. Go dan and lily.