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I just read through some old entries. I think I knew myself better in 2004. Take me back, please ( Read more... ) -
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Well I'll be--the weather sure was gawgous! It definitely masked the abundance of shitfucks, with the main one being the loss of tres, tres important image files into the vortex of Maccy-Poo ( Read more... ) -
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Winter ...ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. -
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projection the unconscious transfer of one's own desires or emotions to another person -
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"You look like you have a sense of integrity." Those were not Manuel Wallace's words, either ( Read more... ) -
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MURRY CHRISTMUS, EVERYONE!
- Realized Christmas post 20 isn't quite as spectacular as Christmas before 20, despite the fact that I now have enough 'lectronix to open up my own ad agency
- Felt like GREED
- Hikey-pooed with KissAy and engaged in critical college-student conversations
- Made a mess of my portfolio
- Realized Christmas post 20 isn't quite as spectacular as Christmas before 20, despite the fact that I now have enough 'lectronix to open up my own ad agency
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OMG @ THE CLAYMATION ANIMATED MAC & PC COMMERCIAL. How I've missed cable television!
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purse-be-gone.
Without a birth certificate, driver's license, passport, and UA identification, who is Emily Roberson? They even took her thinks--the ones in the purple journal. That was her life far beyond mugshots and a few important numbers ( Read more... )