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April 29, 2005 12:00AM

The Dread
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I was with Emily
  • I worked at Stream


Jay Leno sucks.

I've been eager to create as of late... my mind has been busy not only thinking up different things to create, but thinking up ways how I could possibly create money for myself doing what I love. I don't even know where to begin really. I like that I've made money recently with both my scripting and with webkore, but webkore isn't exactly mine, and the scripting was only a one time thing and I still haven't had the opprotunity to sit down with Tanner (even online) and discuss the transition to the script.


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April 26, 2005 12:00AM

WTF is with glove compartments
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I was with Emily
  • I worked at Stream


I was originally going to write in one of my books... I was getting ready for a bath and information was starting to leak from my fingerlips in painful spurts and I needed to smear it somewhere, but I couldn't find a book, nor a pen anywhere, so I just burned inscense and death cab for cutie and layed in my scolding bath for a few minutes. It dulled the pain a bit.. but of course it lead to this filth...


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April 25, 2005 12:00AM

No Touch Applicator
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I was with Emily
  • I worked at Stream


There are a few things I'd like to get into tonight.. hopefully this entry will be more meaty.. yes meaty, than the previous few. I realize my writing has been complete shit as of late, but you can blame that on my brain demons... they've been punching me lately.


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April 22, 2005 12:00AM

get off my case
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I was with Emily
  • I worked at Stream


Today went pretty well although I wasn't exactly feeling very 'chipper' today. I felt very sluggish and very 'meh'. I'm not really sure why...


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April 19, 2005 12:00AM

Remember when?
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I was with Emily
  • I worked at Stream


There was a time when I used to write everynight, on paper and on here.. now it seems to only happen twice a week, sometimes only once, depending on the mood.


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April 17, 2005 12:00AM

and it's time for bed
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • I was with Emily
  • I worked at Stream


It's my day off. It's usually the only time I ever write an entry anymore.. the nights before the day off.. and sometimes the day I spent off. Not much has happened really, but I have a few things to touch on.


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