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At this hour, I feel like I am the only human being in the world. I like it.

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Isn't she beautiful?

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Everything is in these organized straight lines. I want a hexagonal room with a moon shaped bed in the middle. I hate walking outside on that same straight sidewalk everyday. Go into a grocery store with their straight aisles. It is all so dreadfully boring. The spice of life has been kicked the shit out of here.

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A helicopter crashed into the street yesterday killing a pedestrian in a fireball of twisted metal. I sure hope someone got it on video. Onto more pleasant topics. I love you Jaime.

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Yesterday was my first day at the new job. It was a twelve hour day between both my jobs. I basically left yesterday morning, worked. Came back, was up for maybe half an hour then went to bed due to having to be up at five this morning and being very exhausted. I haven't been up this early in a while. Then again, I haven't had to be anywhere at 7 A.M. in a while.

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In the words of the Dillinger Escape Plan, "I'm the best you'll ever have!"

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Tomorrow I have a twelve to fourteen hour workday between the two jobs. We will see how my stamina holds up with them both being quite demanding. The problem with being a good hard worker, is that employers get possessive over you.

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I just finished removing all my facial piercings. A requirement for my second job. Both nostril studs were quite difficult to take out. Though eyebrow and lip were quite simple to get out. My face feels lighter. I don't know if I like it yet. I am going to go see Behold... The Arctopus today at a little bar called Savage Garden on Queen. It is going to be cheap as hell in a personal venue and they are one of my favourite instrumental bands. I hate to say this, but all you assholes weekend won't be as good as mine.

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I played road hockey the last couple days in Toronto with Kris, Jimmy, Mike, and some guy we just met at the arena. All the muscles I never use were then used. They are in quite a bit of pain. I smashed Kris in the face with a hard wrist shot. There are drops of blood in the crease still. Evidence of what I am telling you.

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I had absolute fucking gold to write here today. Now it has slipped away. My Grandmother is rubbing off on me.

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Sometimes I just don't like peoples faces. No offense or anything. But I want to take a cheese grater to it.

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The legal age for consent has been moved from fourteen to sixteen. After twenty five years of blissful legislation in our country.What was good, clean, fucking yesterday, makes me a sexual predator today.

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Marijuana March in Toronto on Saturday. Anyone want to commit a little hippy genocide with me?

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Wheel of Fortune
We Love Fortune

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I liked you better when you were only Facebook pictures.

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Basking in the sun. Smoking Century Sam's. And you thought your life was good.

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When asked yesterday in a sarcastic comment if I could say "fuck" properly in a sentence because I guess I was swearing a lot. My reply was this:

"The fucker fucking fucked the fuck, and that is my story."

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If one more annoying excuse for a human being tells me I need to work on my "environmentality", I will stick a fork in their femoral.

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I like Obama. He wears better fitted clothing then most black men I see. That is something I can respect without ever having met the man.

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It is mindblowing that I am related to my brother. It is also mindblowing that we enjoy each others company. He can be as redneck, ignorant as they come. And I am the freak. The metal head. We mix like water and oil. But he is my brother and we have a fuck of a time being brothers. Had my money stripped from me by my Grandmother and Brother this weekend in good ol' honest games of poker. Had my sisters in on it. If only the Pops knew his sweet and innocent little girls are gambling. It all starts with poker. Before you know it they will be snorting lines off of erect penises. We all do it sooner or later.