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My day is fucked up... i think.
The computer I claimed to be fucking up started working once I called the tech guy. After I tinkered with the filters, replaced the whole fucking drive, did a whole bunch of other shit, it didn't work. I call and it starts working fine... PIECE OF SHIT!
And the only fucking B i get in school is my only 1000-level class.... how fuct is that?!
I hate doorknobs! Fuck you!
I'm not sure if I'm gonna watch King Kong tonight. I'll know for sure by midnight. Maybe things have changed... y'never know...
or, as HS put it, some people do change then quickly change back;;;
if not, i can just do what i've always wanted to do.... write the great american novel:
Johnny and the Clonosaurus.
damn optical drive is still reading my disc... HATE!
That fucking Doorknob hasn't fucking replied to my angry email! AH! (a)
That ... ah, yeah... my second complaint is the one that really eats me up. Solly, forks.
I hope you all break my hard fall into Hell.
Vietnam, here is my hope. Follow into and through.
But last night was alright....
Out in the cold drinking cold beer, just like the olden days....
Good times, good laughs, a fight or two, all in the spirit of Christ.
Then I forced Chelsea to come and pick me up and take me to Barnes and Noble cuz I didn't have any keys to get inside my house.
And the rest writes itself.
The burger i ate made me sick though... it tasted better on the way up.
The computer I claimed to be fucking up started working once I called the tech guy. After I tinkered with the filters, replaced the whole fucking drive, did a whole bunch of other shit, it didn't work. I call and it starts working fine... PIECE OF SHIT!
And the only fucking B i get in school is my only 1000-level class.... how fuct is that?!
I hate doorknobs! Fuck you!
I'm not sure if I'm gonna watch King Kong tonight. I'll know for sure by midnight. Maybe things have changed... y'never know...
or, as HS put it, some people do change then quickly change back;;;
if not, i can just do what i've always wanted to do.... write the great american novel:
Johnny and the Clonosaurus.
damn optical drive is still reading my disc... HATE!
That fucking Doorknob hasn't fucking replied to my angry email! AH! (a)
That ... ah, yeah... my second complaint is the one that really eats me up. Solly, forks.
I hope you all break my hard fall into Hell.
Vietnam, here is my hope. Follow into and through.
But last night was alright....
Out in the cold drinking cold beer, just like the olden days....
Good times, good laughs, a fight or two, all in the spirit of Christ.
Then I forced Chelsea to come and pick me up and take me to Barnes and Noble cuz I didn't have any keys to get inside my house.
And the rest writes itself.
The burger i ate made me sick though... it tasted better on the way up.