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i read in the mirror that it was being shut down soon.
anybody hear if that has been changed?

heaven and hell
i hear ya

hope that you get more heaven moments than hell ones

i'm addicted to speeding up my eventual demise.
cuz life is more fun that way
and i got sick of life being just one big fucking list of responsabilities.

heya seb :)
how's life treatin ya?

i love this weather
i can wear layers again
walk for hours without passing out from the humidity
and the trees are beuuuutiful

galaksy: doctor greenthumb, cypress hill

anyone who's havin a good day: today- smashing pumpkins

friend of a friend selling me his amp for cheap cheap cheap

made: being t.a for a university class went well, i can still speak french, stress be gone
made: i love this weather
ruined: fucking tired
made: life is good

i really like those ben harper lyrics

the vegan place on st. dominque
the coffee is awesome

ufot, you rock

the difference between a soulmate and any other person that you've gone out with is that all memories from the time that you spent with the soulmate are with a "we"

for everyone else it's with an "i" and "them"

i love how the fall smells like cold death

wow
i'm there for sure

soundgarden-black hole sun
and smashing pumkins-today

reading someone's made ruined post

daft punk-oh yeah

boom.boom.boomboom.boom

"you roll that joint like a vegetarian"

igby goes down

how to levitate

cuz what you write is usually hilarious

a metablolism that works like a teenage boys

made: requiem for a dream
made: friends
made: sunny weekend
ruined: memories of fall from another lifetime

chris- nirvana, come as you are

amanda- fiona apple.....whichever your fav is

an- madonna, lucky star

A woman and a man are involved in a car accident; it's a bad one.

Both of their cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them are hurt. After they crawl out of their cars, the woman says, "So
you're a man, that's interesting. I'm a woman. Wow, just look at our cars! There's nothing left, but fortunately we are unhurt. This must
be a sign from God that we should meet and be friends and live together in peace for the rest of our days."

The man replied, "I agree with you completely."

"This must be a sign from God!" The woman continued, "And look at this, here's another miracle. My car is completely demolished but this bottle of wine didn't break. Surely God wants us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune."

Then she hands the bottle to the man, The man nods his head in agreement, opens it and drinks half the bottle and then hands it back to the woman. The woman takes the bottle, immediately puts the cork back in and hands it back to the man. The man asks, "Aren't you having
any?"

The woman replies, "No. I think I'll just wait for the police."

reading old letters
and not being able to remember

he probably cut his tongue off first so that he couldn't scream


that's fucked up


man


excuse me while i go contemplate what hacking off my tongue would feel like........

you can totally correct leg alignement issues without surgery or orthopedic shoes
it's alot harder and it takes more conscious effort but it's possible

the kid that lives downstairs

those are totally the best hugs ever, especially if you get spun around like a little kid

i loved the transformers
the best toys and cartoon ever

just wonderin what metrosexuality was

"knit one, pearl two, knit one, pearl two"

spirited away

destruction

this blue is nasty washed out

metro tranfers

i totally agree with seb

"You create your own reality
Whever you are , you are the master of your own head"

to stare at the sky from the bottom of the ocean

the ramones- i wanna be sedated

king missile- detachable penis

I woke up this morning with a bad hangover,
and my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.
This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home when I think it's going to get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party,
get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
rememberwhat I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment
and I couldn't find it,
so I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
coz for some reason,
I leave it there sometimes,
but not this time.
So I told them if it pops up
to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man
and I really hate to have to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev and ate breakfast.
Then as I walked down Second Avenue toward St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted 22 bucks,
but I talked him down to 17.
I took it home,
washed it off,
and put it back on.
I was happy again.
Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know. Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.