i am dave. it is not a hard concept to grasp, yet people just don't seem to understand. they are naturally fascinated by things i say and do and wonder how i am able; i simply tell them 'i am dave' and they look at me with that confused look a dog often gets. i never knew three simple words could be so difficult. my boss will ask, "why aren't you ( Read more... )

so i'm at work, and there's this woman who's kind of a demon, and she laughs like she thinks she's a muppet on fire. and from the sound of it, someone's tickling her in some other corner of the office. this has been going on for more than ten minutes now. and i want it to stop ( Read more... )

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i'm bored.
our houseguest mike is by himself on the couch in the living room in the dark, saying "why? why are you doing this?" over and over and over. i wonder if he was talking to me? i was just getting water out of the kitchen. if he was talking to me, well, it's cause i'm thirsty, mike.

i have internet again. cable modem. but no phone yet. i've been looking for a job for the past few days. i need one real soon.

anyway, i shouldn't be allowed to have a journal. i don't have any other shit to say right now.

i haven't updated in a while. i've been busy ( Read more... )

i got boxer briefs today. and i love them.
i drank really good cherry coke.
pene.
thank you nicole.

"start SEEING motorcycles!"
what the hell is with those bumper stickers? who wants to see a motorcycle? i'd rather see a movie.

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