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Thursday, December 29th, 2005
3:40 pm
I'm really starting to hate drinking.

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Monday, September 12th, 2005
10:52 pm - Lungfish Shows
Yesterday:

LUNGFISH
Sun Sep 11 2005 TALKING HEAD BALTIMORE, MD
2pm w/ arboretum, 16 bitch pileup, heathen shame +

Day before:
LUNGFISH
Sat September 10 2005 SOUTHPAW BROOKLYN,NY
8pm w/ MMR

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Tuesday, May 24th, 2005
4:17 pm
I never update this, but i check it every now and then to see what was going on in my life at a certain time and thats fun.
I wanted to remind my future self years from now that i saw the faint last night and this past saturday at webster hall. They are the best live band ever, and i had so much fun with Jon Z, Jess, Jesse, and Joe.

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Thursday, April 28th, 2005
4:41 am
I like livejournal.

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Tuesday, September 7th, 2004
2:00 am
bleh.

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Sunday, August 29th, 2004
12:27 pm
back in the brunz.
YAY!

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Monday, May 24th, 2004
11:28 pm
i hate feeling like no one cares about me. i mean they do. i know they do. but sometimes it doesnt like it. has anyone ever done something to you that made you feel small? made you feel insignificant in the scheme of their lives?
someone used me.
someone treated me like a number today.
someone hurt my feelings tonight.

......

Someone also called me twice today.
someone loved me today....and everyday.
thats what makes all the heartbreaking bullshit nonsense vanish.
you make me feel loved enough for everyone else in my life that doesnt.
i love you.

current mood: defeated, betrayed, generic...

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11:04 pm
I feel sad.

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Friday, May 14th, 2004
7:14 pm - BALTIMORE!
Pics from Eliot,Jesse, and my Baltimore adventure are on my myspace. :)

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Saturday, May 1st, 2004
3:47 am
Disaster.com/guacamole doritos

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Saturday, April 24th, 2004
5:28 pm
DEER fucking HOOF

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Wednesday, April 21st, 2004
2:26 am
my life is a travesty.

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Sunday, April 11th, 2004
1:49 pm
If you get a feeling next time you see me
do me a favor and let me know
cause it's hard to tell
its hard to say...
"oh well," okay,
"oh well," okay
"oh well," okay.

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Friday, April 9th, 2004
9:47 pm
I am Jack's broken heart.

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Thursday, April 8th, 2004
10:13 am - HA HA ha ha ha
the quiz really sucks, but i'm gene so everything is copasetic...


Gene
You're the oddball....Gene. The man. Everbody likes
you, you just take some getting used to. You're
married to a famous author. You run therapy
session in the dance hall with your friend. You
own a bottle of dick cream. You hump fridges.
What more can one ask for?


What Wet Hot American Summer Character Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

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Tuesday, April 6th, 2004
3:58 pm
after walking around for an hour alone in the cold last night, i realized my life is shit and i am just going to eat myself to death as jess has suggested.

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Tuesday, March 30th, 2004
1:36 am - anyone up for a good snuggle?


HOLY SHIZIT!!!

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Thursday, March 25th, 2004
10:05 pm
a good pb and j is the way to my heart

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Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004
9:22 pm
http://elliottsmith.meetup.com/

JOIN THIS...please :)

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Saturday, March 20th, 2004
11:39 pm
What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that as sighs and cries pass over them they sound like beautiful music. It is with him as with the poor wretches in Phalaris’s bronze bull, who were slowly tortured over a slow fire; their screams could not reach the tyrants ears to terrify him; to him they sounded like sweet music. And people crowd around the poet and say to him, “Sing again soon,” – in other words, may new sufferings torture your soul, and may your lips continue to be formed as before, because your screams would only alarm us, but the music is charming. -- Kierkegaard


If I ever write a book, I would steal Hunter Thompson's format of course and open it with a quote. This would be that quote.

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