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Sitting at lunch today, surrounded by the overfed masses of this great country, I found myself almost ritualistically making the rounds and verbally assaulting every patron that happened to exceed the weight capacity of the room or girl that resembles a love child between Boy George and the Mary Kay aisle in Sears. But why? What past atrocity was ( Read more... )

I've stayed away from worrying over who I was to you. I've stopped it. There were ideas that I was a love that went sour. I was a love that couldn't be ( Read more... )

I know it's been forever since I've updated. Things have been going nuts lately. I'm still trying to find a job, and I gave this worthless company nearly 2 weeks of my life simply to have them send me a letter saying, "sorry but you suck" on it. Ah well, it's not as if i didn't expect some rejection letters ( Read more... )

So it's been a thoroughly lazy Sunday. Most people are thinking, "lucky punk. I LOVE Lazy Sundays!" Thou art FOOLED ( Read more... )

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No, I didn't finally get a job. I'm still in Illinois, but I'm in my brother's office right now, coding next to him while he grumbles about some Transmogrify code he's working on.


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{{dot}} Go to apartment and repaint CAMERON'S MISTAKE!

{{dot}} Get rent check for Matt.

{{dot}} Lunch with Lindsey.

{{dot}} Say goodbye to Misty. (Not forever.)

{{dot}} Go to Weatherford.

{{dot}} Find job.

{{dot}} Go to said job. (As is defined above)

{{dot}} Get married.

{{dot}} Death.

{{dot}} Blame Cameron in will.

That every morning I miss you more than I did the night before and if this keeps going on I'm going to cave in upon myself from being replaced by nothing more than hopes and dreams that can't seem to stand on their own. How do I tell you that, when I can't talk to you anymore?

I wish I knew. Goodbye my love.

Reel Big Fish tonight at Meridian Houston!

Also playing: Catch 22, El Pus, Punchline, and Zolof the Rock & Roll Destroyer.

You're so jealous.

I know it.