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10:41am 19/03/2004
 
mood: gloomy
i just learned that there is a band called "fuck im dead"....that shit is off the hizzie		  
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slaying the fucking dragon   
11:14am 19/03/2004
 
mood: cranky
in order for me to make the public happy, i am falling victim to popular demand and i'm going to quit smoking.
the end		  
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robots unite!   
02:17pm 19/03/2004
 
mood: dirty
corey and i just finished washing the outside of my car. i really need to suck up all the dirty shit on the inside, but i am filled with 0% energy and 75% sickness and 25% happiness (my day hasn't been bad at all except for the fact that i have been sick..monica and ann came to visit..and i hung with coreydoor alot). today we went to the mall, with almost no money. journey's now has some definfilty kick ass motherfucking shoes. they got these phat ass saconeys with yellow S's and blue bodies. they also have these new green camo looking ones. those are esecially off of change. my cat's been freaking out these days. i'm scared to all shit. he could die, and it is very freaky as fuck. for some fuck ass reason he can't touch the floor with out having to jump up on something like 5 seconds later. he's pretty fucking old, but not too old. so i have no clue if there is anything to worry about or what not. i sure as fuck don't want him to die. i don't care who the fuck hates cats. this pussy is sure different. i still feel a bit sick. but i believe i shall feel incredibly better shortly. it's just that i have the whole nasty ass flem/flu thing going on in my head. it's gross as gross can be.
tonight i should be going with monica to one of her friends senior projects. then tommrow, i come see hers. it's gonna be awesome, i'm sure as fuck super sure about that. i don't understand how she can make anything almost as stunning as she is as soon as she says that she wants to do it. it boggles my mind how someone can do that shit. but it's not too much of a mind boggling thing. she's amazing, so obviously she can do amazing things. i always expect her to do amazing things, and she never EVER lets me down.
when she came and visited me today, she was clad in her cherry dress...................HOLY FUCK DID SHE LOOK GORGEOUS!
i burnt a deathwish inc. mix today. has a few songs from converge, jesuseater, you know..that kind of bullshit. i downloaded all the mp3s from their website. great quality for free shit.
anyway, i'm off to clean my ugly self.
holla at yer boy.		  
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muthafucka   
02:24pm 19/03/2004
  marquis
You are the Marquis Da Sade. Even stripped of
exaggerations, Your real life was as dramatic
and as tragic as a cautionary tale. Born to an
ancient and noble house, you were married
(against your wishes) to a middle-class heiress
for money, caused scandals with prostitutes and
with your sister-in-law, thus enraging your
mother-in-law, who had you imprisoned under a
lettre de cachet for 14 years until the
Revolution freed you. Amphibian, protean,
charming, you became a Revolutionary,
miraculously escaping the guillotine during the
Terror, only to be arrested later for
publishing your erotic novels. You spent your
final 12 years in the insane asylum at
Charenton, where you caused another scandal by
directing plays using inmates and professional
actors. You died there in 1814, virtually in
the arms of your teenage mistress.
You are a revolutionary deviant. I applaud you.


Which Imfamous criminal are you?
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