Interesting day yesterday was....

Jumpfighter practice went great yesterday. Great Awesome. Did a lot of neat things. Consumed too much 100 proof vodka during practice and went to work , shitfaced. Got through that, got home and drank with my friend Katie. We overdid it a bit. We got a little too confortable with each other, and before you know it - bad news and much wierdness the next day.

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and now, ladies and gents, a message from bearded jon.

i get messages on my voicemail like this constantly. constantly. i am loved.

If you can read this, Pivot is working.. Yay!

Apperantly I posted this Morning

I noticed that someone came to the site, via a site titled paris-hilton-video

Eric is turning out to be quite the music critic, even if he does think Mars Volta sucks. He can add it to his already outstanding resume of loving father, established mustache architect, and the most rad-ass double-keyboard-guitar players ive ever seen. Just don't ever put "Straight Up" by Paula Abdul on a jukebox while hes around. He can't control himself.

Here's my night:

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Imagine this: discussing the Bauhaus movement with 14 hipster friends, eating expensive cheese, drinking expensive champagne, wearing a mauve-colored polyester suit and a white turtleneck, matching shoes, of course, and flying 56,000 feet over Kyoto in a private (and preferably pink) Concorde. Imagine having it all and still feeling completely alone and utterly empty.

Read The Full Review Here

ps- i didn't write that lame-o headline.

I just walked home across town, and goddamn
its fuckin lousy outside
time to paint
i got asked to be a valentine tonight
and for the first time ever
i said
Im spoken for
sorry there shweethart
try that dude over there
he seems pretty lonely......

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boy walks in the rain.
never thinking twice about
the fact he is wet.

walking behind her, he knew what he must do. there was no hope of saving himself. he took a few swift steps forward and jumped in the air. she heard the commotion and turned around, just in time to see the silly boy land smack in the middle of a giant puddle. she stoped. she gave up. no more hopes of warmth or dryness. she stood there and accepted the full wrath of the boys puddle-stomping techniques. both soaked to the core, they laughed and continued on their journey.

meh. test tomorrow. i've been doing particle dynamics problems since 6pm. i'm tired. it's a flood out there, be sure to wear your rubbers.

[e]

ps- take some time and go jump in some puddles. you won't regret it.

i appologize for the not posting. i haven't been able to force myself to sit down for any length of time. i'm trying as hard as i possibly can to distract myself at every moment. if i'm not watching a movie i try to be reading. if i'm not reading i try to be hanging out with people. if i'm not hanging out with people i try to be eating. if i'm not eating i try to be droning on the computer (but not thinking about any sort of emotions i'm feeling right now).

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I can't seem to sleep.
It's 4:35 am and I don't know if im dreaming this, or what.....
I've been having a lot of dream s lately(when I do get to sleep) about working. Just days at work. So I don't know if its kinda a dream like that or .............

Anyway
I just listened to Delerium Cordia by Fantomas(I think)
and it is amazing. fucking a Masterpiece.
Ill check whats on tv....

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represent.

there are these passing moments, and i must remind myself to realize them more. today, walking in the falling rain (55 degree angle), listening to jeff buckley's "last goodbye" (this was after my botch/dillinger phase), i almost broke down. these passing moments of overpowering emotion. it's a song that i've heard a million times, but something was different this time.

"...i hate to feel the love between us die/ but it's over/ just hear this and then i'll go/ you gave me more to live for/ more than you'll ever know"

how apropos. the great thing about buckley is he sings these amazing love ballads, but they don't, not even for a second, seem contrived. that's the earmark of quality.

today was crazy. a whirlwind of emotion and schoolwork. joy intermixed with differential equations. pain equally dispersed amongst the AC circuit diagrams. what is the equivalent resistance of heartache in parallel with anger?

7.

tomorrow, i get the press packet from "pygmy love circus," i have to call their PR people to try and schedule my interview with the band. i would mess myself if i got to talk to danny carey. sweet jesus. did you know he used to be in a band with jeff buckley? the wild blue yonder. check this shit out.

anyway, that's about it. i love you all.

[e]

A rough day at work...



Well slow day at work. to say the least...

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today was a very "botch / dillinger escape plan" day.

it's only meant to be played one way: so loud that it hurts.

You know sometimes depression makes you appreciate the good, little things. Things like talking to friends on instant messanger, five dollars in tips for the night, a laugh with your best friend, band practice, meeting and getting to know someone new, etc...........
If you actually take the time to realize it, there are a lot of great things in this world. Even if you have to look for them. And sometimes they just fall on your lap. You never know.
Depression can be a useful emotion, it just depends on how you use it.

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emphasis on the "arg" aspect of the myDoom/Novarg virus

it's been filling my mailbox all day, and thank god i have a decent virus scanner, i've had to "quarentine" about a million and a half e-mails today. i do get a little nervious when i get a bounced e-mail from myself with a virus infected attachment. suck. i already get a mass ammount of spam, but this is just amazing. it's a pretty silly virus too. The company that gets the brunt of the denial-of-service attack (sco.com) is offering a fat sum of money to catch the guy that coded it. silly.

yep, today was a day, for serious. first class got cancelled on account of the midterm last night (which was by far the easiest midterm i've taken in all my years here at OSU). I didn't have class until 1, so i stayed up late, woke up a little early, went and got some cheap chinese food and ate it while watching weenTV. i'm an iTunes kid now, but the internet TV option of winamp 5 is pretty bitchin'. silly.

i've listened to the entire catalog of "Explosions in the Sky" today, including the oh-so-rare Peel Sessions that they did. I have a theory, and i'm pretty sure that if you can listen to this band and not feel any overwhelming emotion (whatever it may be), you a: don't have a soul or b: have no appriciation for the divine. silly.

i signed good ol' EdO up on the ORblogs list. it's interesting, there are a lot of crazy people out there. silly.

hung out with celina, or "c" as she likes to be called. we didn't do anything spectacular. i introduced her to the video stylings of "themselves." we talked about stuff then she left. she's a cool girl, even if she does rip off my reduced-letter-moniker-trademark [e]. [e]>>c.

this week is amazingly packed for me, so don't expect a ton up posts from me. midterm on friday, quiz on thursday, lab on thursday, homework due thursday, homework due tomorrow, final revision of article for paper due tomorrow. yech. silly.

good game,
eric

listen to Jeff Buckley's "dream brother"

her green eyes bloom goodbyes/
with her head in her hands/
and her kiss on the lips of another/

It's gonna be alright.

I was looking through some old pics last night and thought i should share some with you, but with no explanation. Here you go.....

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it's not like i still care, but i do miss the small things. soft snoring, plumeria lotion and her piece of shit car. i miss the details.

anyway, i was walking to my math class today, my iPod on random and i think i may have found the perfect song for corvallis in winter. 'New Slang' by the Shins.

i love this band.

today's 10 things i hate:
01- people that use too many similes in their speech
02- lisps
03- root beer
04- complex numbers
05- splash pages on websites
06- people that use the word 'gay'
07- shitty standup
08- bad pizza
09- loose change
10- white pants

that's it. bye.

I used to be so cute, what happened?



Well today was an awesome day. Awesome day. Totally dudical.

1. Slept till 1pm. I slept. It was awesome. 9 hours of sleep in one night. that is a record for the year 2004.
2. Band Practice. Got a new song, practiced the other two.
3. Rad ass radio show. We are not used to anyone but Eric listening to our show, but at last count there were at least 8 listeners that we know about. My Valentine called the show which completely took me by surprise. I think I was in shock for the rest of the show.

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i thought i'd help een out:

for those that want to listen to een's and jeryl's and jonjonjon's show (10pm pst SUNDAY), the link is HERE.

gotta have realplayer or realone or something...

EDIT: for those on a pc with some form of windows, there is a great alternative to realone, RealAlternative. It's not an official releast yet, RC7 i think, but you can get it HERE

enjoi.

Alright
Sunday nights at 10pm pacific time is the world famous(someone in Japan listens) Three Halfs of Fun radio show starring Myself, Bearded Jon, and Jeryl. If you don't check it oout you will always wonder what my voice sounds like so just listen already, before you spend all those sleepless nights pondering untill next sunday. Whew.

www.ksoc.net

It will work this time. Oh, and if you like music that can be seen on TV, you are out of luck.We play silly things. Not like wierd al, but things we made up, aloong with a tasteful blend of everything awesome. A pinch of standup comedy, and smidgen of jenga and lincoln logs. Feel free to call us up, I don't remember the number but I will say it on the air untill someone calls.......

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23 hours of travel

26 hours of awakness

my body thinks it's morning time and it wants breakfast

i hate time changes

Well Hi There!

Took the silly ass SAT test today with a whole bunch of bunk ass high school kiddies. Don't really remember, don't think i was awake yet. Tried to get a new phone from sprint, but alas they don't appreciate my business. so i have a phone that cuts off whenever i talk to someone, but whatever, cellphones = evil anyway, right? haha. So had JUMPFIGHTER practice and it went well. we have two songs and two diddies in two days of practicing. hopefully ill be on TRL before you know it. Givin shout outs to carson and the whole flipity flop crew.

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Fuck

Someone has got to be playing a big ass practical joke on me or im goin crazy.
The things I've experianced since getting off work, would driveany person insane.

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i'm finally a published author.

duderad.

I, too, am beautiful.
It just so happens that I am also in desperate need of a Valentine. You know for Valentines Day. So if you like what you see, contact me or stop by LAZERBEAMS or SMOKEY BEACH(swimsuit!), and we can sort it out. You beautiful, beautiful little love biscuit you.

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obligatory camboy glamour shot

i have to say, today was a good day.

woke up earlier than usual, rocked my math quiz (differential equations suck ass), finished up my classes and labs, finalized my paperwork for the barometer (first article tomorow), coffee with celina [which was splendid {she, like me, is a hugantic nerd (but she hides it better than me)}], finished my homework and now i'm here. wasting time on the intarweb. beautiful stuff it is.

eric's one word album reviews:
ani difranco - educated guess: androcentrism
non-prophers - hope: emo
air - walkie talkie: alone
incubus - a crow left to the murder: stop

noyeah.

ian and jon - if you work hard enough, you could be like this guy. 49 times, 5 this year alone. what a mastermind.

okay, i'm done. that was a bit forced, i'm sorry.

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Hi.

Nothin is happening round these parts. Talked to my friend/older sister alli, fpr the first time in about a long time. It was nice catching up. Used way to many minutes on my celly cell, but whats an extra 55 minutes? I dunno.
I'm watching Once Upon a Time in Mexico. It's rediculously AWESOME!
It's way better than even XXX(the movie, not porn).

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notes to self:
1- don't choke.
2- coffee with celina, 6:30, interzone.
3- chew THEN swallow.
4- don't choke.

in the wee hours of the morning when all of the normal people of the world are just heading off to work I am working my finger tips to bloody stumps building a bomb like a gnome with rosey cheeks and twinkling eyes riding a wolf into the sunset to save the forrest its something i started half a decade ago but like so many other brethren faultered not again i say not again its all coming together now with the movement and the motion the modes and the figures the language the meaning the blueprint the diagram the sacred math

you have been warned

turkish is hard

I believe I may be turning into one of the corporate junkies that eats, breathes, thinks work at all times.  It's been hectic times, and with 22.8 hours of overtime on my last check, I can't barely see anything except PrimePay.  Case and point is as follows:

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i got the job with the barometer.
i'm excited.

Hey you rad-asses!

We built a beach in our garage. Yes you heard me correct.
It's called Smokey Beach. It's the warmest place in Ashland. Everyone should come. But you have to wear your swimsuit.

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OMG thanks metallicaguy55, i was wondering where i could find some nudies

i finally got my computer back up and running (fairly) smooth. first thing i did? watch 'the neverending story' and i must tell you, i love that movie. also,
This just may be the funniest thing i've ever seen. (wmv file)

so here's the rundown on my computer. pisses me off:

1 - eric buys 250 gig HD
2 - eric formats and installs fresh version of windows 2000
3 - eric starts copying files.
4 - 98% through copying all of my music, something goes wrong.
5 - i am informed that my c drive is now corrupt.
6 - fuck.

so, i didn't really get anything done. i'm still stuck with my old drives and to boot, i had to make a fresh install on my old drive, losing a lot of data (nothing too important, but still a pain in the ass). fuck. i hate reinstalling codecs, redoing my iTunes library, installing all the programs. meh.

so yeah, other than that, nothing new.

i've been playing trivial pursuit almost every night with some of the other RAs. i must say, i rock at that game.

word 'em up.

hey all. getting ready to spend day two in ireland. going home tonight on the last flight out, so that'll putme back in london at around 9:45ish? who knows.

had an absolute blast last night. from what i can tell, dublin is a far better place for drinking, bar hopping, and meeting people than london. perhaps we've just been looking in the wrong places, but from what we can tell of london so far most any pub closes at around 11. wtf??? even on a friday night it was a struggle to find somewhere to drink. luckily, the irish are thirsty, so there are plenty of pubs open at all times here.

have i mentioned that accents are great fun?

alright, time to go explore more of this incredible city. might get one more post in from london before i go home. hope all is well in other parts of the world.

always.....

i checked my voicemail today.
there was a message from her.
it was basically her talking to someone else.
she must have called my number on accident.
whatever.
it didn't fuck me up as much as it should have.

it's fucking late and i'm up keeping beanie company. after countless minutes of debate, we (een and eerc) have come up with the 'b4ttles of the c3ntury' that we would like to see:

00- eerc vs. een
01- Bjork vs. African Spears
02- Conan vs. Vin Deisel
03- Independance Day vs. Christmas
04- Zombie Elvis vs. Puff Daddy
05- Lincoln Logs vs. Pet Gerbils
06- John Denver vs. 12 Monkeys
07- Howard Stern vs. Corey Haim (hanging upside down)
08- Karrem abdul jabbar vs. jaffar
09- Yamaha Guitars vs. Heidi Klum

that took so much work. and it wasn't even worth it.

bad.

eric.sleep(now);

I am be swallowed up from the inside. In other words Im Imploding. Im dying.
Ian's gone. Say bye bye. WHERE CAN I BUY THE SLEEP AND HOW MUCH DOES IT COST! This is a much wierder experiance than any drug let me tell you. I don't even know how to react to things anymore. I don't even know whats goin on. Im listening to Sam Cooke, and I feel Like Im in a movie. I just got done listening to some Jello Biafra spoken word and my head is spinning.

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Well,
fifth straight night without really any sleep.
Insomnia sucks
I wanna puke, I'm watching MTV, hoping it will put me to sleep.
It's making me sick instead. I hate TV. Some guy is singing about how great Jessica Simpson is(because she's really smart). Goddammit. I got fuckin plastered last night and I still couldn't sleep. Even after walking across town twice.
Oh jesus, Kid Rock is singing "Feel like Makin Love" now, I've got get rid of this.
Just a sec.....

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dropping bombs.
newspaper interview went good.
i was the only applicant with any newspaper experience.
the 'boss' was wearing an audioslave shirt.
i laughed on the inside.
i shoved a needle through my lip.
i didn't bleed, but it hurt putting the ring in.
it's silly, i know, you don't have to tell me.
everyone should buy buckley's 'live at sin-e'
everyone should cry while listening to it.
i'm tired.
i'm going to bed.

one more lecture and a 2 hour lab and i'm done.

my todo list:
1- interview at barometer HQ
2- go buy needle (to punch though flesh)
3- dynamics hwk
4- finish my protest song list
5- back up my files
6- format / fresh (drool) install of OS
7- install my new, whopping 250 gig HD

yes. today is shaping up beautifully, especially with a little help from 'american analog set' and 'the shins,' who by the way, kick ass.

ILOVEYOUALL.

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Hey Dudes and Dudettes,
Sorry about my post last night I was in a very shitty mood. I don't know why, but I just felt like ranting and whining. Ill try to keep those down to a minimum.

I LOVE YOU MY CHILDREN

Let the record show...
3 staight days, no drinking.

you might think it would get easier after a while but it doesn't. at least not yet. I guess three fuckin days isn't much at all. but when you are used to drinking whenever you get bored, it's hard. I live in ashland. nothing to do what so ever. Yeah yeah i know, only boring people are bored. That's what every parent said to everybody ever. but i usually get creative with my time, but i can't do it all day long. i've tried. it's very draining. you can only spend so much money on canvases and sketch pads, and only so much time on the computer. YEAH IM A WHINER AND AN EXCUSE MAKER.

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this'll be breif b/c i'm paying for my internet, have no more pounds, and am a little tipsy (yeah for lower drinking age). in short, i love london!!!! i think i will haveto come back again. anyone want to join me? i'll post drunk pictures when i get home, and i will also try to post from dublin (i go there on saturday for a day only). wwe'll see, but i'll give a full recap for sure when i get back to the states. love you all!!

always (cheers!).....

it's about that time. it's about time for me to follow my "wind-up-and-get-ready-for-bed" ritual which is as follows:

1- post if i feel like it
2- brush, floss and listerine
3- watch mr. show (or some other program [futurama is my current fav] until i pass out

i'm almost to step 2, only a couple more sentances.

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A sunny day!
Temp is in the sixties!
Amazing. Too Bad I have to work at 3pm at the Shlep House throwin pizzas around and dealing with fucked up middle school kids. If I had time today I would climb up to fatman's squeeze and lay on the rocks and sleep in the sun. Oh boy. That sounds nice.
:?) HOOKNOSE is a hampy camper today.

Stats:
Days per week Drinking:4
Packs o Lucky Strikes a day: 1/2
Amount of Pizza consumed per day: Way too much

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Well, there something shady goin down at the college radio station. The internet feed isn't working. It's not playing on tv. The phone line is disconnected. Sound Questionable?
We figured all this stuff out after doing our show for 45 minutes. Yep it was our own private show for ourselves. We were pissed.

If you want to hear some interesting things get the buddyhead records sampler "Gimme Skelter". It has some of Sledg's fav's along with some new interesting bands that will knock you on your elbows. And yes, Weezer is indeed on it(I don't know why). It has:
Mudhoney, Burning Brides, Beehive and the Barracudas, Cave In, Icarus Line, plus more and a radio interview with Iggy Pop! YAYYYYYY! Make sure to check out the bonus track by a band called SHAT. Their song is about Christina Aguilera and is hilarious.

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"searching for any port when i see the storm comming"

i spent the weekend at the coast with 16 other RAs. it's amazing how these 16 people have their own little sub-cliques. it's also amazing at how fucking different and out of place i feel. oh well. for fun, i walked on the beach and played trivial pursuit for almost 3 hours. i won. i always win. i don't accept anything less.

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Hey Everybody,
Go to ksoc.net every sunday at 10 o clock pacific/ 1 o clock eastern. This my radio show I do with my friends Jarrett and Bearded Jon. Eric has been known to make an appearance, everyonce in a while. We play radass music(NO POPPUNK!), sing our own songs, rant, tell stories, play characters, drink toxic things, show off.....all that stuff.
remember:
ksoc.net

Much Luv, Sledg

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i'm leaving for london now. i'm going to have fun. end of story.

i'll post over there if i get a chance.

always.....

Hi just got back from a costume party. Realized what I was wearing. I hope this happens again sometime.

i've gone to the coast for the weekend.

muchlove.

Welp
It's just a matter of time now until Im sick with either a cold or flu. Almost everyone i know and work with have got it(the sickness). Last night spent the night playing scatagories, and drinking beer with two sickos. Proceeded to share a bed with a sicko. Woke up and hung out with my sicko roommates. If I don't get sick, it's a fuckin miracle. Im sure my immune system isn't what it should be. Now Im about to walk across town to work in the cold windy rain. Oh Well.

6:15am this morning
Woke Wispy up because Katie needed to go home(she's a sicko), We all wore bath robes and stopped in at Puck's Doughnuts. There, inside, sat a group of old men. They all greeted us walking in as if they knew us. Me with my afro-thing hair molded to one side because of the pillow it was resting on. Katie and Wispy with they're assorted sicko sounds.

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job and i moved into our kick-ass apartment.  the only problem is that the walls are bare, we have little furniture and food, and it's difficult to feel established in a new place.  also, job works at 4am, and i work the traditional 8am-6pmish, so we seem to rarely see one another.  and, we never have any company.

please, people, come visit us.  we want some new blood.  come to the place where the rooster sauce flows like wine, and we always try to keep ginger ale at our fingertips.  we sure are an exciting bunch.  we sure are.

other than trying to settle into my new apartment, i've been working like a slave at a fucked up payroll company.  do not take your paycheck for granted, us payroll specialists sweat and bleed for those complicated jumble of numbers on the special perforated slip of paper you get every other friday or every 5th and 20th of the month.

the snow is finally melting, and so is my heart.

i think i want a microwave for my birthday.

i'm back at school. i didn't die, i didn't go plunging off the road to an icy death. i slid a little here and there, had to carefully avoid trucks that were sliding a lot here and there.... i survived.

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i picked up my stylus today, and this fell out! neat.

i was in the laundryroom, washing my clothes, doing some homework (already, i know) and i just couldn't shake these memories of her. they were silly little memories, phone calls from years ago, before all of this strife, postcards from florida with sketches of seashell bongs on the back, the endless supply of pink and purple gel pens that she had.

weird.

it's like hitting a brick wall. things go so fast and then... nothing. we'll see how this pans out.

today was uneventful. i went to class, i came here, i washed my clothes, i watched some futurama, i ate, i drew.

it's weird, i always come to a point when i'm drawing where i'm faced with the decision to continue working or to give up. i usually give up. it's not that i'm lazy, but i get to a point where i just don't care anymore. i get to a point where the inspiration is gone and i'm left with trying to make it look good. i don't operate like that. call it a lack of dedication, but i say you can't get blood from a stone.

what the fuck am i talking about?

it's 2am. i'm going to watch futurama until i pass out.

bye!

I wish Paz Lenchantin was naked all the time. I would keep her in my closet with a lamp shade on her head so no one would know it was her. Id feed her chopped up bananas, and maybe some granola so that she doesn't poo all over my cd's. You can't pawn off shitty cd's. Well you can pawn off shitty cd's but not cd's with shit on them. Anyway.......
IM FUCKING LAZY! Here is my whole day, sitting around in my new boxer briefs and staring at the computer.

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Hello
My friend HOOKNOSE is very sad. He won't tell me why. I assume that life in a computer must have him down, but at least there is a lot of porn to look at. Any way, he wants to tell you the readers about his problems with the hope some one willl give him advice. So here he is:

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there is so much that i just want to spill, vent, rant, divulge, whatever, and i don't know what to say. i don't know how to say it, i don't know where to start, i don't know what "it" is. but it's there. it's like this big weight that sitting right in the middle of my chest, keeping me down, but i don't know how to get rid of it.

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whenever i'm bored, and i mean really bored, i always look around urbandictionary.com.

this time, i was folowing one of the referer links, it seems that we net quite a few hits from people searching google with the keywords 'hairy jessi'. one of the results there, among this page, is the urban dictionary definition of 'jessi.'

this thing is uncanny. it speaks the truth:

arron (job) - A legend among men and women, confident and funny, smart and intelligent. A people person

debbie - no definition ;/

eric - A young male that can fit normally in to all social groups that matter. Like skater/punk/goth/artist.

ian - a little far fetched who commits first degree murders who is an identical twin of Colin Powell

jessi - A person that people try to be like but can't cause she is alwayz changing her game

dag yo.

i think God is punishing me for laughing at the people who had to be back at school.

i was supposed to leave today, but instead my car started making "a noise," my father says, so it had to go to the shop. nooo!!! and then there's this whole bad weather/bad road situation which is making my parents very nervous about me driving.... it has finally reached the point where i just want to get the hell out of here and go back to school. the thought of being here another day is making me want to cry...

i'm sorry, God, i didn't mean to mock others. please let me go back!!!

always.....

Well that stuff I said yesterday didn't work, but I did give up when I couldn't find any heat lamps. That is probably the most important element to my winter warmth recipe. I'm going to try it again when i find heat lamps. I also needed a cardboard cutout of larry bird. I had one but I must of sold it at a garage sale or somethin. Damn. the things you don't think will come in handy later. Damn. When I try it I'm going to do it in my garage so I can smoke. Still at a half a pack a day. cut the drinking down to 5 days a week. My favorite person in the whole world came back to town today. his name is Larry and he is the best man who ever lived.

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It's cold!!!!!!!

I woke up this morning thankful that I was alive. And then I went to go have a smoke(8:30am) and felt shitty again. I wasn't sure what I was going to do today, but then I thought of something that I feel I should share. So, Untill the next Ween & Waffles day, here's something to do. Since in many places it's very very very cold, this could end up catching on like the Macarena, but it's even more lame. Here's how to look hot, even if you are cold. you might even be able to trick yourelf into FEELING hot. Hey you never know. Try to have some fucking vision.
Get these items and mix them together:

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my dog jumped up on my as i was pouring the sugar onto my rice krispies. the result was that my bowl of cereal resembled the rogue valley during the snow a couple of days ago. mmmm, sugar!

i just took some time to go through all the archives and catch myself up on what's been happening here at the site since it came back (and i disappeared). it wasn't terribly exciting, but some of it made me laugh (ian) although part of the time it was more out of confusion that anything else. oh well. 

before that i cleaned out all my old emails from my inboxes. here's the thing about that:

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so here's what i know for sure:

1- the heat hasn't been on in my building since yesterday.
-----a. my fingers feel arthritic because of the cold.
-----b. i'm wearing thermals, a shirt, a hoodie and a jacket.
----------i. typing with gloves doesn't work.
-----c. it's fucking cold.
3- i did some much needed maintenance on the site
-----a. i added the 'contact' link on the right
-----b. i updated the 'about' section
-----c. i (finally) updated the staff section
----------i- jessi is finally there
----------ii- ian is also there.
-----d. i put up the framework for eric.endysis.org
-----e. i made the archives work.

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Q:Why do I keep doing this to myself?
A:I'm a moron.

Last night we partied at Wispy's parent's house so we didn't have to thrash our house anymore. We all made perfect jackasses of ourselves, as usual.
I, as usual, drank way too much.
Half a fifth of Jack, a little less than half a fifth of Mcormicks vodka, some pabst

I feel like dying.
At 4am, decided it was a good idea to walk home all the way on the opposite side of town. It was Snowing.
Got in at 5:30am

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So here's the scene:

I get off work at 12:15am and go home.
Get home, say my goodbye's to Eric.
I'm planning on going to sleep, but Wispy convinces me to smoke dope and watch emperors new groove with him.
Much giggling and snicker doodle munching insues.
3:00am :
The door opens to my house and a group of about 10 people come filing in.
They are my little brother and his whole posse, who are about as interesting as watching someone else play video games.

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this is my last post from home. as soon as i hit the little button that says 'post entry' i will unplug my computer and put it in a box. then i will drive this box roughly 200 miles to the north to a room that i work for and plug it in there. then, maybe, if you're lucky, i might post something else.

beg for my table scraps, you heathens.

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So, tomorrow I move into our new apartment. Jessi moves in on sunday. We will have no phone and no internet, so I might have to start hanging out at the library. Not likely that my presence here will be greatly missed to begin with. Eric and Ian seem to be the website now. No one else is interesting enough, no one has any crazy antics to relate.

What am I supposed to say?
"Man you should have seen me on New Year's, I had four drinks over the course of about six hours, played some mean Scrabble and then got my ass beat by my mom at dominoes, it was awesome."
or
"Last week at work I didn't see any famous people, let alone make money off of them, but I did have this righteous conversation with one of my supervisors who kind of looks like a miniature more elvish Joan Cusack about how our lives used to be exiciting and fun and full of crazy antics worth relating to anyone else in this god-forsaken shit whole of an existence."
Just kidding.
But seriously, I don't think anyone wants to hear about how I wear a green apron all day, or my new pair of pants, or my Delux Edition Scrabble board.