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Tuna! Are you kidding me?!
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[06 Apr 2006|07:01pm] |
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Radiohead-Punchup at a Wedding |
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MY DAD WON MONEY IN THE NEWLY INSTATED NORTH CAROLINA LOTTERY. Two whole dollars, isn't that exciting?
Dad: I won two dollars in the lottery.
Me: Whoa! A whole dollar profit.
Dad: Actually, no. I spent five dollars.
Me: Lame-o. Coach Franks won a dollar on his one dollar ticket. At least he broke even.
Dad: Maybe one day when I have extra money, I'll spend $50 on tickets.
Me: Heck no! Buy me gas!
Dad: If I win the lottery, I'll buy you a full tank of gas. And maybe get your oil leak fixed.
Me: I don't have an oil leak.
Dad: You're bound to get one; your car is pretty old.
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| Attention ladies! |
[21 Jul 2005|04:16pm] |
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Go to gropeourboys, where you can claim a famous male.
I just claimed Kieran Culkin, meaning this is the happiest day of my life.
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| I mean, you know. Whatever. |
[14 Apr 2005|09:22pm] |
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I left my copy of "Who Will Run the Frog Hospital" in my hotel room in Washington. Unless one of my roomates stole it. Emma? Colleen? Hannah? Kelsey?
De hoeveelheid stomme woorden zeg ik verhogingen met elk telefoongesprek dat ik heb genomen.
That's Dutch, because I don't have any of my Latin, yet I have all of my English. But I can't find an online English to Latin translator. Only Dutch ones. So, there you go. Bayliss, do you want to drop by and give me your Latin? You're pretty much my only hope.
Question of the day: Am I the only one going crazy in this town?
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[18 Jan 2005|11:31am] |
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You must give yourself fully to the task at Ham's.
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[17 Jan 2005|02:49pm] |
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Lyrnd Skynrd-Sweet Home Alabama |
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Once again, I had a neglectful waitress at Tex and Shirley's last night.
I'm kind of pissed off at the way no one returns my phone calls.
I just watched The Day After Tomorrow for possibly the fifteenth time in the past week. It's a really horrible movie, but it reaffirms my fear that the world is coming to an end.
I still feel bad about the whole dice incident on Saturday. Forgive me, Gabe?
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| I don't know what I've been told, but Emma sucks |
[06 Dec 2004|11:19am] |
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Emma and I are shirking our creative writing duties by pretending to be writing stories on the computer, but not. It's very complicated and hard to explain, but the sub completely bought it.
Samantha: Oh, man, I was watching Barack Obama on C-Span the other day, and I wish he was my president. Emma: I wish he was boyfriend. I can just see it now, Samantha saying: "I wish he was my taxi driver! No, I wish he was my librarian! No, I wish he was my senator!" Taxis drivers are skanky. I wish he was my boyfriend.
That is not how it happened at all, but we said all those things, just in a different order.
Emma has hair. I really like her. She is pretty awesome. Her dad is almost as cool as mine. I love, love, love Emma and her hitting her chest like Tarzan. Damn. Gabe's back and destroying our girl time.
I do wish Barack Obama was my boyfriend.
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[29 Nov 2004|12:37pm] |
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Chris and I just got done watching the new Strong Bad email. It was fricking hilarious. You should all watch it.
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