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Apr. 8th, 2007 | 04:15 am

There's really no information in this post that couldn't be obtained through the title.

Just sayin'.

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May. 10th, 2006 | 10:22 pm
mood: aggravatedFUCK, SERIOUSLY

No one uses lj anymore, and it sucks. I'm done with this journal.

To devote myself to my...myspace. FUCK.

I'm having fun. I am enjoying myself. Later suckas.

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May. 3rd, 2006 | 08:27 am
mood: jubilantTool sucks
music: "Let the Cool Goddess Rust Away" - Clap Your Hands Say Yeah!

"Rather than delving further into experimentation or exploring their strengths, the world's most well-loved prog-metal band has made an...A Perfect Circle record."

Pitchfork Review: Tool - "10,000 Days" (5.9)

A highlight:
"I find myself in the awkward position of trying to sell you on the merits of a deeply uncool band by telling you to go buy their last album instead. But hey, the next time you're sneering at someone in a Tool shirt, just remember how retarded you look walking down the street with the words "The Boy Least Likely To" or "Clap Your Hands Say Yeah" across your chest."

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Apr. 27th, 2006 | 08:54 am
mood: jubilantwhee, obv :o
music: "Passenger" - Deftones

I feel happy today.


That is all.

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Apr. 25th, 2006 | 06:17 pm
mood: :-/
music: "So Says I" - The Shins

So right. I get it. I got recognized for something I wrote. I won $100. Cool.

Why, then, do I feel like someone shit in my Cheerios?

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Apr. 12th, 2006 | 09:05 pm
mood: dirtyI am a jackass
music: "Company Calls Epilogue" - Death Cab for Cutie

Go fall in a well and die, you stupid bastard.

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I don't want to go to college

Apr. 11th, 2006 | 10:26 pm
mood: blahAt least I don't drink
music: "Blackout" - Muse

Last night my father decided to be a sneering, arrogant prick and ask me if I was going to waste his money by going to Eastern next year.

I want to tell him yes.

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Apr. 9th, 2006 | 09:40 pm
mood: calmelevated
music: "Question!" - System of a Down

I'm back from Florida. We got home around 7:30 last night. We left Atlanta at around 5:30, though. It was a long drive, understandably.

The trip there was a mess. We get about five minutes past Bowling Green and the transmission cuts out. Not just a little bit. I mean it is completely and totally fried, or whatever the hell it is transmissions do when they decide to stop working forever. I pull out my ipod and try to ignore the pending meltdown from my father, but a funny thing happened. We rolled the car to a shitty motel that was nearby, my father grabbed a phone book and called up the first car dealership he found. He leased a brand new minivan. For two years. Over the phone. There are not many times I have felt true, genuine admiration for my father, but that was one of them. We threw all our stuff in this van and headed off as soon as we could, but by then it was like 8 and we lost a lot of time. We drove past midnight and got all the way to Lexington, so it wasn't all that bad. The car is still abandoned at some autoshop in Toledo. I think my father will go to pick it up soon.

The condo was pretty cool. It was warm. And sunny. Every day. So it was Florida, basically. Not much else to say about that. I swam in the ocean. Twice. It tastes bad, but I could float around in those waves every day of my life, it was so relaxing.

The whole thing was pretty relaxing, I guess. I started a story, but stopped as it wasn't very good. The story is awesome, and it's all in my head, it was just pretty poor execution. I'll start it again when I can get my mind around it.

Besides that, it was more or less uneventful. I did a lot of thinking, and I feel a lot better about being here. I started to miss this place by the end, and that's what a vacation is supposed to do, I think.

Oh, I got accepted to Eastern. Joy.

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Mar. 30th, 2006 | 10:21 pm
mood: :-/
music: "Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl" -Broken Social Scene

So yeah...Florida. Whoo.

I'll see everybody in a week and a half.


I'm bringing a few dozen things to read, but eventually my ipod will run out of battery and I'll be forced to listen to my brother drone on and on and on, not to mention prevent my cousin from beating him to a pulp. I'm bringing a notebook to write some things down if I feel inspired. It's not often I feel inspired, really, but I figure the change in scenery might trigger something.

Besides that, there's the portable DVD player to watch old Family Guy episodes on. For 18 hours.


I'm suddenly not too goddamn excited about going to Florida. It feels like I'm missing something here, which is fucking hilarious because I never do anything anyway.

Story of my life. Seriously. I wrote it and everything.

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