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| Hey guys, this is all being typed up on my Wii so cut me some slack. =p
(As you might have guessed my computer is still down.)
Anyway, I'm moving out of this shithole appartment. It was a hell of a year, and I'm sure it won't be one I'll soon forget... but to be honest I hope there's no sequal. =/
I've had alot of good memories, but they just feel exclamation points in one of my lamest life chapters. I miss ... alot of things I guess. ". 2006 was just a high water mark I suppose.
I quit BW3. Fuck that shit >=[
I found a new girl. Turns out she's had a boyfriend this whole time though. =( How do keep something like that a secret? Fuck if I know.
And I'm lonely as hell again. At this point I don't know what to say on the topic of women.
Went to Warped Tour. Had fun. Still have a black eye.
Anyway, banter. Seriously, if anybody wants to hang out or chat or whatever, just call.
Same old number...god I need a new phone. 419-270-0786
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| Compy Died. ;_; So basicly that means that until I get either a new video card (or a new computer which is unlikely) I'll be mostly offline. Chances are I'll still poke around the internet useing my Wii, but if you're looking to get in touch with me, calling is probobly your best bet. Cheers! | | |
| So I think bills are gonna work out this month. Bad-frickin' ass. xD
I might even have some money left over. Crazy, I know. ^_^
So who want's to catch a movie? I have the fourth, fifth, and sixth off, which means the options are looking like...
~Bruce Willas Killing EVERYTHING~
~Giant Super Robot Fighting Action Go!~
...or
~Mouse Chef!!~
*cough*
Anyway. Call me. xD
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| There's a tiny little box I keep that I hide things in.
I don't know why I hide things there, because I don't hide the little box, and anything with a pirate skull on the top of it kind of stands out as it is. But I hide things there anyway.
Anyway, as the story goes.
I have two dollars in it as of the moment... I'm thinking they might turn into a cheeseburger.
But if they turn into a cheese burger, than they don't turn into gas.
And if they don't turn into gas, I don't go to work... and if I don't go to work, no more dollars.
So.
Dilema.
Not a real dilema, mind you, just one of wanting a cheeseburger. I have Ramen. I want protein.
But than I also want a haircut.
I think I've made up my mind about that one.
But if I get it cut short, I don't know who I should have cut it. I don't really feel like going to a store to pay to have it done, because I'm sure I know somebody who would cut it for me... I just don't know who to ask. I'm not sure how many people I TRUST to cut my hair. xD
Tell you what.
If you can cut my hair, and it doesn't look like shit... I'll buy you a cheeseburger. xD
Well, maybe a sandwhich of your choice...
Annnnnnyyyywaaaaaaayyyy...
Bananas.
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| I feel like someone just stole my milkshake. 
I think I might have to swear off strawberry for good...
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