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So, cleaning out my desk for the move-prep-shit that I am unofficially allergic to (SYNTAX LIKE WHOA) I found lost, top-secret government papers and disks, dating back to the Kennedy assassination. I've made copies of everything and scattered the documents in several deposit boxes and Swiss accounts.
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This was surprisingly profound...
...Definitely not my first aim. My default button is sarcasm. I threw myself off.
I BLAME COLDPLAY AND THEIR SUBLIMINAL LYRICS.
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So it's stupid o'clock on a Monday
I don't even know. Probably won't be continued, as I am lazy. Rule of thumb is if I didn't finish it when I started it, it will never be complete on paper. I have it outlined roughly in my brain, though. And it's shit even there.
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I recently just realized the reason I'm not unhappy is because I'm close to being pretty happy.
I don't know why or how long this'll last, but it's fucking sweet. -
YAAAAY CHILDHOOD
My favorite person ever with the biggest creep. And I'm talking about Elmo as the creepiest motherfucker this side of the Crypt Keeper.
I suggest watching this. I nearly lost control of my kidneys laughing so hard.
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Intoxicated with my momma. I know that I would be totally ununderstandlable if it werent for autoformat. thank god for lager and apple. -
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...WAIT A MO.
What the fucking hell Torchwood? Fuck you RTD.
You pretty much just aborted your brain child.
Go take a flying leap into a vat of acid, you fucking ass. -
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Sighted at Denver International: older teenage chick wearing a Twilight shirt with matching bag.
Now I don't want to deal with airport security, but I feel morally obliged to punch this girl in the vagina. -
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The sheer magnitude of flatulence this week as both topic and occurrence is literally mindblowing.
It must be the altitude.
Seriously, I've never been privy to so much gastronomical...music. And I burp with the best of them.
So pretty much I'm tired of hanging out exclusively with the wimmins. We are a disgusting sex.
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