June 30th, 2005

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Can i get a what what
Yeah!
Thank you.

How are you today ladies and gentlemen? greetings!
I have new pictures posted on my journal, this is the second or third time ever!
Whos cool, im cool. Super...Cool!
So enjoy them, or dont. I dont give a shit. I like them, because my car is in them! my car is pretty!
Im in love with my car. <3<3<3<3<3

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WOAH!
My friend just made me a greatest journal, but im going to use both, and keep it old school. this GJ he made it fucking amazing, ill have the url in a about an hour.

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umm, i woke up, and almost all day felt so lightheaded like i was gonna faint but didnt. then went to a baseball game sort of, but really just went to kellys. whitney was there and some dude. lol we talked and i got a free pack of cigs. then we went out to eat. when i got home i talked to whitney on the phone, which was cool, cuz i never talk on the phone with anyone, i think phones are a bad way of communication. thats gay, i know.
Then, to the computer. like now. duh.
This weekend i dont have anything to do really, but donnys bringing his guitar over and hopefully starting a tape for fun. were just gonna mess around with random screams, and guitar shit. he lost the battry for her pedal though i hope he finds it. well, i dont care much, i dont think you need a pedal. but if you do, then i hope so. Fuck off. lol
I dont know who melinda is, but shre does like lars.!
Good gosh. I never heard that term before
like, good god, good golly, not good gosh. thats grandma style.
I dont know where im goin with this. lol
Last noight i had a dream, i was walking around but nobody was there, like in town, where my friends were, yet i couldnt find anyone. im not a dream guy, but thats sort of obviouse of what that means. lol
It means i need ice cream. Chocklate swirl. Frozen death to someone like me, alergict to chocklate and all. That doesent look like its spelled right. Its not really death, ill just puke.
oooooooooooooh! the dishwashers running!




I better go fucking catch it