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:: 2005 9 September :: 2.59 am
:: Mood: weird

got a working computer and am in the process of moving in to our first apt. she gave me love love love love crazy love. chicago is insane. 21 in 9 days. zealous freshman+first day of classes=certain death.

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:: 2005 12 March :: 3.38 pm

so um, i met someone in january... when my roommates best friend abbie came to visit us... well, lets just say abbie turned out to be one hell of a kisser... so i went out there for a weekend (pittsburgh) and im going back out there this friday for the first half of break before meeting lammers and lindsey in NYC. i mean, the girl lives in a log cabin and goes to a school called Slippery Rock.. how fanfuckintastic is that. its been a bizarre couple months. jackie is moving in may, thats another whole story... love that girl but what can you do... shaun hautly even came and stayed here for a night. i read the book 'cunt' and i think its a pretty important piece. i even quit drinking for a week and a half. i was so bored i got a facebook account. then i came to my senses and did a beer bong. my brother is coming up here the first weekend of april, hell yes, and we are trying to get tickets to one of the three sold out widespread shows while he is here. he has yet to see me in chicago. the two of us in this city has the potential to be... well... if you have kids, know where they are. finals are next week and as per usual the end of the trimester is kickin my ass. one more trimester after spring break and then its sophmore year under my belt. crazy. and ill be 21 in 6 months. also great. how about this shit for older and wiser- instead of going downtown for the parade today and drinking green beer at 10am, i went to the library. im beginning to make myself sick.

emily, for the sake of all of us stuck here, drink some good beer in germany. and have fun. and sex. those would be my instructions.

and im done.

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:: 2005 16 January :: 2.14 pm

i hate heartless bitches.

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:: 2005 4 January :: 5.38 pm

for some strange reason it is hard to get drugs and alcohol at school. what the hell. its college...

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:: 2005 2 January :: 6.05 am

probably about two hours of sleep. back to fucking chicago to get pummeled by the cold. bah. i miss her already.

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:: 2005 1 January :: 11.03 am

you are not quite the bane of my existence although equally consuming. we know that this is problematic because i am so extradorinarly good at feeling bad. you should ravage me in return. make me so unable to close my eyes in ecstasy that i have to stare at you and laugh and shake uncontrolably until i am in so much bearable pain and too sensitive to take it anymore that you again clutch my hand until it is so warm that it has melted to mine and i cant tell whose is whose that it feels as if they have literally melted together. sometimes this makes me nervous because my imagination shows them literally melted together.

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:: 2004 29 December :: 12.24 am

partial catie curtis lyrics
"magnolia street"
This is the ride I'm on
This is the ride I want
And I recall so complete how you changed my life on Magnolia Street
A dream, but it's true I am not the same since I met you
And I feel like I'm going home
But not to the one I've known

But I'm not being radical when I kiss you
I don't love you to make a point
We go downtown, some people they stare
But there are lots of people who really don't care
I just want to hold your hand
I don't feel like making some big stand

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:: 2004 27 December :: 2.24 am

someone asked about me. about me? about me: i am 20. i drink to silence my brain. i eat late at night because sometimes i feel like otherwise there is nothing to hold me down. i should think faster and talk slower. i should clean up my language. my mother told me i should seek a career in the greeting card industry... i think that may be because there isn't really a line of greeting cards for assholes. i love my brother and i often think he is the coolest. there are friends i wish i had kept in better touch with and friends im not sure that i should have. tonight i went ice skating in forest park. the past two days prior to that i went climbing but i am out of shape. i dont take pictures of myself at obscure angles to look better. what you see is what you get. im generally laid back. i no longer have any piercings and never had any tattoos. i have fallen for a girl against my will because after i go back to school on sunday i wont really see her because she is moving away. today she woke up in my bed in my tshirt and it still smells like her. i was once young and full of promise (as we all were...). I am still learning. I am on the verge of an entire shift in the direction of my life. I recentley lost my best friends younger brother to suicide. I have worn the same ring on my thumb for five years, and the relationship it came from is the only thing i would choose to change about my past if possible. someone once described me as 'insidious' which means 'enticing but harmful' (as in... an insidious drug). perhaps they were talking about my sharp tounge. i will still go to class in the morning even after i have stayed up the entire night while you vomit and talk shit on the bathroom floor. i am a good sport and a good friend. the NHL lockout is dampening my winter. i write letters of appreciation without occasion, enjoy poetry, vanilla, and ending up on top of the sears tower in the winter to see the lights in the snow.

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:: 2004 23 December :: 10.47 am

Throughout my life, this time of year has been associated with Christmas, and the thoughts of receiving plenty of gifts, being able to gorge myself with my mothers cookies, and spending time with my family. These are all truly wonderful thoughts, but I have begun to reevaluate what is important to me during this time of year, and the "season of giving." The holidays are truly a time to reflect on what we are grateful for (if you need help on this point, try thoughts of family, friends, a roof, food, pets, etc.). If you are at all like me, you will have that relative that is impossible to shop for, because they don't need anything, or they just want to spend time with you.

I am beginning to realize that I too do not need anything, and I am only 20 years old. I look around and take inventory of everything that I have, only to realize that most of it is “stuff” that I don't need. Don't get me wrong, most of it is stuff that I thoroughly enjoy, and most of the other stuff is in boxes ready to be donated to some sort of charity to make room in the house, inevitably for more stuff. I have been poised with the question (as always during this time of year) of what I want for gifts during this holiday season. It has truly been hard for me to think of anything that I need. Of course a plane ticket anywhere would be nice, and maybe a book or two, but what I have discovered (discovered might be a bad word to use because we have all known this to be true) is that there are so many people around this planet that are in dire need, even people a few miles away from our homes that beg for pocket change to survive.

Here is the conclusion, since this is getting longer than anticipated: we all have plenty of things to be grateful for, both tangible and intangible. Let us focus on the intangible jewels in our lives this season and not spend fruitless hours shopping around, getting stressed out and upset in the malls, filling our lives with stuff that we don't need and that will eventually fill an empty cardboard box to be sent off to a charity, or worse, the dump. I propose a solution. Take the money you were going to spend on this holiday‘s "stuff" and make a donation to provide food, clothes, shelter, training, water, education, medical assistance, animals, farm equipment, etc. (the list could go on and on) to the truly needy people of this world, people that are humans just like you and me. You can make this donation in the name of someone and they are even tax deductible. I’m not advocating only making donations as gifts, but a part of the process. It is easy to give gifts just because they are expected, so give meaningful gifts, make donations, and give of your time to not only write a check handing out a donation, but also to volunteer locally.

Please just sit down and truly think about the state our planet, and its people are in, and the every day hell that people have to live in. Give locally or internationally. I have provided some great websites, both are international though, where you can donate to aid world hunger (a UN project) and also another website where you can give anything from rabbits, to goats, pigs, oxen, seeds, training, etc. to the people of the world. My personal opinion is that with a gift of an animal to a community, it is a sustainable resource that provides it owners (and what’s left over to the community) with milk, cheese, offspring to go towards meat, etc. for the community, is a great gift. There are many options out there, these are just a few, go and explore.

Have a great holiday season, and know that I am truly grateful to have had you as part of life at one point in time or another. Thank you for listening to what I have had to say. (Website to donate most anything you can imagine someone might need) (Website to give specifically animals, really cool, check it out) (UN website)

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:: 2004 11 November :: 2.29 pm

Bob Herbert
You are Bob Herbert! You're not the most sparkling
writer, but one of the most solid and selfless
on the Op-Ed staff. You focus on New York
politics, the poor, race issues, and civil
liberties. You like to quote others, and rarely
place yourself in your columns. You keep it
real. Seriously.

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:: 2004 2 November :: 12.55 am

she makes me crazy. she makes me laugh. she smells like vanilla. she fucking makes me laugh. i look at her and want to know everything about her and why she sits like that and how she falls asleep and where she grew up that she became so beautiful.

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:: 2004 18 October :: 1.21 pm

lets toast to the lists we hold in our fists of things we promised to do differently next time
so lindseys little brother committed suicide and she asked me to come home, so i flew in on friday right after my midterm. some sad fucking shit. eric was only 15... is it bad that i never really thought of suicide as selfish? i think its easy to rationalize just not wanting anyone else to have to feel as badly as you do... but i guess that will be an end result anyway. seeing lindsey like that was one of the hardest things ive ever had to do.

"for life's not a paragraph, and death i think is no parenthesis" -e.e.cummings

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:: 2004 9 October :: 1.45 pm

shes fucking in chicago and we cant even fucking manage to get together. thats it, im turning asexual.

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:: 2004 27 September :: 12.09 am

last night i saw colonel claypool's bucket of bernie brains at the riviera. it was awesome. aaron was in town with his friend chris which made it better.

good friends, good booze, good times, good frisbee, good kiss.

more later

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:: 2004 18 September :: 3.24 pm
:: Music: two little girls grown out of thier training bras... this little girl breaks furniture, this little

so i am no longer a teenager. 20 today. recently met someone... very intrigued despite the fact that ive kind of given up on relationships or ass. went to the chicago aidswalk this morning for the second year in a row, fucking amazing. makes this life mean a little bit more. until next time, live the dream...

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