I haven't updated this journal in ages, and I'll tell you why. It's because there's nothing to tell. I'm a trash man. I haul trash, and that's it. I get up at a miserable hour, walk bleary -eyed to the shop, kick my truck's tires, fire up the engine, and after climbing in and out of the cab a minimum of 267 times in a single day, I park, walk home
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I am one of the complainers you mention but I am not offended. I view this livejournal thingy as an electric spleen, prime for venting. It has other functions as well (like providing the canvas for an impromptu poem or a place to gloat over accomplishments or just a convenient online salon to coordinate trips with other electric-spleen-ventors).
Will you be doing a documentary of your quest? If so, can we get Leonard Nimoy to do the narration?
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I don't think you're one of the complainers. Most of your posts seem to turn into philosophical musings, which is perfectly acceptable in "Tim's Book of Acceptable Postings." That's not to say that I read them all, as many of them fall outside of my own sphere of experience, but even then I always read the first and last paragraph. So, if you would, kind sir, always make sure your first and last paragraphs are particularly inspiring or entertaining.
Also, you should write more poetry, because I always read it, and it's always good, and everyone agrees with me. If you do these things, I will adorn your next birthday cake with candles woven from the nose hair of a sasquatch.
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I'll bag a big'un!
Sing a song of bigfoot, and poke him in the eye!
Four and twenty bigfoots, baked in a pie!
When the pie was opened, they did a bigfoot dance!
Silly, silly bigfoots! They never stood a chance!
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:P
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