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| 11:29am 05/08/2007 |
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I got a job working private security at a club. The chance to beat up losers who screw around was very high, and you all know my ideal job involves hitting people. I'll post more if I care later.
I won't care later. |
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| There might be a few changes around here. |
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| 08:35am 21/06/2007 |
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 | You scored as Dr. Doom, You are Victor Von Doom, former classmate of Reed Richards and ruler of Latveria. All bow to your complete and total coolness, for you are DOOM!
Dr. Doom | | 78% | the Red Skull | | 53% | Chairface Chippendale | | 45% | Lex Luthor | | 45% | Doc Ock | | 45% | Vandal Savage | | 44% | The Joker | | 42% | Fabian Stankowicz: The Mechano Maurauder | | 33% | Magneto | | 31% | Sinestro | | 25% | Solomon Grundy | | 25% | Black Manta | | 17% | Galactus | | 11% | Mojo | | 3% | </td>
Which Super-Villain are you?
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| Kelly is making me update. |
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| 01:04am 11/05/2007 |
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mood:  calm music: The Traveling Wilburys, "End of the Line"
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It's been a while since I did a real one, huh? Every once in a while I look back through to when I actually posted almost regularly. Huh, good old times. But at the moment, I'm kinda dizzy. Y'see, I just walked around for like four fuckin hours harrasing people about solar power, wearing my leather jacket in 103 degree weather. I'm kind of a tard, huh? yeah, I got a job as an environment mormon, but I dunno how long it'll last. I hate walking, and I could get a job in a call center solving idiot's computer problems for 9 bucks an hour. Why am I doing this shit? Also why am I swearing so much? Not like I don't swear. Also, Rachel and I have apparently been together for 7 months. I'm bad at timekeeping. Hi Rachel. On a less light note, I don;t feel satisfied with my life anymore. Arizona seems to have lost a lot of its charm, and I'm really hankering for Georgia for some reason, despite my former overwhelming disgust with most of its people (excluding you, Georgia friends. You guys are cool) I don't know...I guess it's cause I lived there for a long time, and it feels more like home than Arizona. Oh well. One of you will talk to me about it and I'll feel better/more conflicted. |
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| A quiz |
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| 02:41pm 27/04/2007 |
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music: Mastodon, "Cut You Up with a Linoleum Knife"
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I might as well.
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| I'm actually updating |
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| 02:16am 25/02/2007 |
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mood: cheerful music: "Forces", Berserk Soundtrack
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Because now I'm an honest-to-god actor. That's right, motherfuckers, I'm going to be in a MOVIE. It's not a national thing, it's just a local project that's getting into a film festival, but it's an actual SCREEN FILM.
Try beating THAT with your arcade stick, Joseph. |
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| Nicole said I had to. |
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| 08:47pm 23/01/2007 |
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Leave your name and...
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll challenge you to try something.
3. I'll pick a color that I associate with you.
4. I'll tell you something I like about you.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on yours. |
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| Dammit, Kelly. |
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| 05:29pm 13/11/2006 |
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www.lost.eu/47b7
Go here and join up. I wanna win this thing. Do as I command. |
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| A zen koan |
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| 04:16am 11/07/2006 |
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mood:  contemplative music: Bob and Tom - Enormous Penis
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One day in spring, the master had occasion to observe a student working in the field. The student, in attempting to make the rice crop grow stronger and heartier, had tried several methods. The student had most recently obtained a large quantity of bull dung, which he was spreading on the rice. However, the rice plants were very small and sickly. "Master," exclaimed the student. "What am I doing wrong? I have tried everything to help the rice grow strong." The master said, "Come, we shall leave the rice for the time being." He then washed away the bull dung. When the master and student returned in harvest-time, the rice had grown higher than it had been in the history of the temple. While the student marveled, the master said "When we work too hard at the rice, it becomes sickly, because we do not have perfect understanding of rice. However, the rice would grow whether or not we were to tend it, and by leaving it to its natural course, it becomes more than we could make it by working." The student looked to his master and said, "Master, have you given me a lesson this day?" The master smiled and said, "I do not know. Have I?" At that moment, the student became enlightened. |
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| Something about this song made me feel like updating. |
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| 11:19pm 06/07/2006 |
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mood:  Bitchin' music: Anthrax, "Pipeline"
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I don't know why, really. I just get the most righteous headbanging vibe ever when I'm listening to it. I guess every once in a while you come across a song like that. Wierd thing is I don't really have much to update about. I am going to New York and the Georgia soon. NY for a Skeptic's conference, and then Georgia to visit family and friends. Of course, that means most of the people who're gonna read this are people I'll see. I miss you guys. Also, I'm thinking about getting my ears pierced or getting a tattoo. If I get the piercing, it'd just be some plain old silver rings, maybe with a black stone of some kind in them. If the tattoo, I'm going to get The Brand on my left bicep. This, by the way, is the Brand:  If you think I should do one over the other, feel free to suggest. Todd out. |
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| Another new userpic. |
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| 12:58am 26/05/2006 |
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mood: satisfied music: Johnny Cash, "Hurt"
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Thanks to Andrew at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) skywalker6705 for the pic.
Also, I'm going to be a minister soon. I will be legally qualified to perform weddings and stuff. If anyone would like the Grand Druid (me) to perform a ceremony, please contact me. I'd love to do it. |
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| This is one of those updates in which I don't really say anything, but expect you to read it anyway. |
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| 03:56am 10/05/2006 |
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I found this quote tonight:
"It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man in the arena, whose face is marred with dust and sweat and blood, who strives...who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring penalty, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who have never known neither victory nor defeat." -Teddy Roosevelt
Ahh, Theodore. You're the man I wish I was. Well, one of three. And Conan the Barbarian and Guts aren't real, so you win. |
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