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A sorry excuse for a post, I know ( Read more... )

Culdesac saints are stypid.
myke jones = winp.

Let's leave it at that.

Sucks that I could'nt go home this weekend. The guy I was supposed to go with got a girlfriend here, so he stopped obsessing over the chick there enough to say screw it to wasting prolly $80 worth of gas just to tap that a$$. I know, it rhymes ( Read more... )

In the long week it's been since I went home, I've done the following ( Read more... )

As time goes on, my fears are steadily assured that money does not, in fact, grow on trees. Having my mother and younger sibling bail me out another month seems much to stale a prospect, and in all facets other than school, my life sucks. I remain cautiously optimistic, if there really is such a thing, that something will lead me in the right ( Read more... )

NO, that title is NOT directed towards anyone. Aside from all the crazy things that happened over the week, this weekend has all the stuff I feel like posting right now. I had my hair straitened by Meg, then went downtown with a bunch o' folks looking fer a restaurant to eat at. Then went and got totally into Command and Conquer Generals (WHOOOOOOO ( Read more... )

Errrrrrrrrrrr ( Read more... )

I had probably the 2nd best night of my life last night... (Platform dancing 'til 4 with Nick was the best.) Suffice to say that I laughed. I cried. I learned. Learned what you ask? Well, one thing I learned was that a real freestyler can rap about the banks/IMF and the Illuminati; somehow referencing master splinter from Ninja Turtles and Barraka ( Read more... )