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March 27, 2012 1:26AM

My Strange Obsession
  • I was dating Bekki
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere


Today was a day filled with attention deficit, an inability to sit and do any one activity for any significant amount of time. I tried doing chores, I tried reading, I tried playing games, I tried watching TV and I tried programming, and I didn't finish any of them or spend any meaningful amount of time doing any. It was frustrating, and left me feeling completely insane and uncomfortable.


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March 27, 2012 11:12PM

Your Eyes Like Razors
  • I was dating Bekki
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere


My Strange Obsession is a weird and fucked up show, that makes me uncomfortable and I'm not sure why I'm watching it. Well, truthfully I recorded a bunch of them, as I had never watched it before but was interested, so I have like five or six to watch, but after two or three, it's pretty brutal, I want to stop but it's on and can't seem to. I literally feel uncomfortable watching it, it makes me anxious.


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March 27, 2006 12:51AM

My Day of... wait.. something!
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


Alright so I don't really remember what I did today... Well, I know when I woke up, I made that phone book script which kept me busy until 11am... then from there it kind of goes into a blur.


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March 27, 2006 2:09PM

Project Blog Update
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


Project Blog News

Through experiencing the actual use of my project blog script, I noticed some things that could be changed or upgraded. Here are a list of changes made since release:


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March 27, 2003 5:20AM

Officially Dead
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


I think my site may be officially dead now.. or something. I dunno, it just seems like no one comes here anymore. I know I always say that, but it really seems that way now. Even the two regulars I used to get don't come anymore I think. I've been doing this for quite some time. A year actually. It's been a year since I reopened Excessive Rambling and since then I think I've only had about 5 unique visitors... neato! NEAT-FUCKING-O!! OH NO! I'M SWEARING! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! We can show death on tv but NOOOO FUCKING SWEARING! Swearing is nothing anyway. Nothing. Just vibrations of your body. God..



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