I don't use livejournal nearly enough. My thoughts should be expressed more frequently. Anyway, on to the journaling ( Read more... )

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You are an
assassin.
That means you are a proffessional and do your
job without mixing any emotions in it. In your
life you have probably been hurt ( Read more... )

Another day another dollar. Except there is no dollar. Just the day. I think. Maybe not. Isn't time relevant. How can we be sure it exists. Is it possible there is no day either. AHHHHHHHHHHH ( Read more... )

I'm bored. Hence the live journaling. I didn't do shit tonight and it sucked. I should have gone to Lincoln. I probably could have found something entertaining to do there. It's sad that I have more friends in Lincoln, a town that I currently do not live in nor have I ever lived in ( Read more... )

Tonight was fucking entertainment. We managed to turn the Royal Rumble into a drinking game. It was fantastic and I got nicely tore down ( Read more... )

I'm not sure why I'm doing this. Nobody is going to read this, but maybe that is the point. It's kind of strange to think of a live journal. Typically a journal is something that you don't want anybody reading. Not the case here. Anybody and everybody can read this. Weird ( Read more... )