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When I get home, I just want to relax. It's not my style to go from one thing, to the next, to the next, and I like to have breaks in between whatever I do. But not today, no, not today.

Today I chopped down a bush.

Having already spent an hour and a half raking and bagging clippings from these bushes (which I hate more than ANYTHING), my pop ( Read more... )

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My day amounted to precisely jack SHIT today. I did nothing and spent my time playing video games I've beaten a thousand times cause I'm a dork and a loser with no money.

We celebrated my grandmothers 82nd birthday with some homemade steak and potatoes. It was delicious.

In other news, my computer is incapable of uploading any images at all because ( Read more... )

Fucked up the text on the bottom line of last post. Highlight to read it all.

Picled up some skater shoes today, even though I'm probably the farthest thing from a skater you'll ever meet.

Will now be rocking black and red Etnies as my sneaker of choice, and OH is it comfortable.

Had good times with Curt, Matt, Mike and James last night. James is some kind of 300-pound ninja, I swear, because when we woke up he was gone ( Read more... )

And so, the great Mystery of the Anonymous Poster has come to a close. And, because confidentiality and anonymity are two different things, they shall remain forever nameless. A great thanks goes to them, though, and may they know that I bear no ill will for them.

The quandary of the Secret Admirer remains unsolved, though. There are three, one ( Read more... )

I refuse to further correspond with anyone while I don't know who the FUCK THEY ARE ( Read more... )

It is confirmed, my bitch has been flipped.

Out.

Oh, you bounder, you cheat!

On May 19th at 4:01 PM, I said:

"In other news, if Longo gets head I'll unqestionably flip my bitch."

edit: unquestionably

Out.

Nobody's perfect... right?