Fleas leave me alone
Because I've just uploaded the photos on my camera for the first time in many many moons and because I've decided that many stand on their own without conversation, I am going to intersperse most between segments of unrelated text.
Enjoy-
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You know, I'm really going to miss the Polar Bears.
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About 12 public officials in New Jersey were recently arrested on corruption claims by the FBI for "taking bribes for political favors," including the mayor of Newark and a few in his administration.
Most New Jerseyans will find this to be laughably unsurprising, "no shit" news.
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I never knew before last night what it looks like when someone blows into a hookah.
It's not pretty and I highly advise against ever doing such, especially when it isn't your own.
I'd walked up to the table "needing a new hookah" and become instantly startled by the mixture of charcoal and water encapsulating its every orifice.
"Oh my god, what happened?!" I'd shouted with my hand on my chest.
I thought it had been the result of an error of mine, though I couldn't imagine what the hell I could have done to make the hookah look as though it had vomited.
"This girl blew into it," one of the young men said, pointing to a girl shaking her head feverishly and insisting that she certainly hadn't.
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I am really offended by this commercial presented by some .gov organization that is instructing parents to tell their kid's to wait till marriage to have sex.
That is some sincere and utter bullshit.
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I now own a pair of purple high-heeled snakeskin boots because of a flea market that charged 5 dollars for all the clothes you can fit in a large white garbage bag.
Walking up to Tim's house with the bag on my back to see if any of the shirts I'd gotten will fit him, I proclaim that I am, "White trash-a-claus."
I find it hilarious, though nobody else seems to.
"Get it, it's funny because it's in a white trash bag."
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How the hell is Vanna White still hot?
It's unsettling and comforting at the same time because though it defies every concept of time and aging that I used to rely on, it is a consistency in a world where almost nothing is consistent.
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I want to know you.
Who are you?
Are you structurally sound?
Are you the shit?
I want to know who you are.
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Kelly Betz had several large signs with him, readying to protest for the deportation of women. What I gathered is that it is supposed to place the current immigration debate into perspective by drawing a comparison between it and a similar argument.
I wished him luck as he was leaving.
He said, "We don't need luck; we have signs."
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Prospective t-shirt idea:
Tell your boyfriend's penis I said, "What's up?"
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This whole voyeuristic era we seem to be manifesting makes me feel a little pathetic about the prospect of the future.
Only because the question on this, "1vs100" game show was-
"When you create a myspace account, what is the name of your first friend?"
A) Tom
B) Dick
C) Harry
Only one kid of the 100 kid "mob" got the answer wrong and the audience let out a pity yawn that screamed, "aw that kid is a loser, how cute is that?"
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It seems the older that I get, the more time I need to spend doing nothing in order to re-cooperate from how anxious, worried, and disappointed the human race and evolution is making me.
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Ryder says that I own more pairs of sunglasses than anybody that she knows.
Maybe she's right, which is why I am going to give these shades to Carrie when she's old enough to be gangsta, though she looks more gangsta in this shot than any person I think I've seen wear shades.
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WHY DO I KEEP HEARING THE WORD, SOLARIUM?
SERIOUSLY, WHAT IS THAT ALL ABOUT?
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This is my step-dad, laughing because someone wrote HOMO in sea-weed on the dunes of what was once, "Party Island."
And this is what it looks like when someone writes HOMO in seaweed on the dunes of what was once, "Party Island."
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These pictures of Party Island are actually pretty hilarious.
Don't my parents look like they're in a hobby magazine or travel pamphlet?
This is funny because shortly afterward my mom came over, put her hand around my shoulder, looked out into the bay and said, " Isn't it beautiful? You know- They say that of all the places in the world, there's nothing like the Jersey Shore."
It was a nice sentiment, but I was wondering where in god's name the cameras were hidden because there was no way that this wasn't some kind of commercial.
I guess that's why mom works for AAA these days.
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I keep forgetting to confront my neighbor about my dogs being continually infested with fleas no matter how many times I treat my apartment and destroy them all.
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Sometimes, hypocrisy is necessary.
Let me illustrate my point using something just as college-based as my point's location-
An EXAMPLE.
A sign is taped to a glass window on a college campus that reads something like,
"No signs allowed on glass. Post all notices on designated corkboards."
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Gettier
JUSTIFIED TRUE BELIEF-
Charlie Brown believes Snoopy has a red doghouse or Linus has no blanket
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This is what it looks like when a man gets out of jail after 13 years and immediately becomes a coke-head.
Sweet Dreams.
Over and out
Enjoy-
--
You know, I'm really going to miss the Polar Bears.
--
About 12 public officials in New Jersey were recently arrested on corruption claims by the FBI for "taking bribes for political favors," including the mayor of Newark and a few in his administration.
Most New Jerseyans will find this to be laughably unsurprising, "no shit" news.
--
I never knew before last night what it looks like when someone blows into a hookah.
It's not pretty and I highly advise against ever doing such, especially when it isn't your own.
I'd walked up to the table "needing a new hookah" and become instantly startled by the mixture of charcoal and water encapsulating its every orifice.
"Oh my god, what happened?!" I'd shouted with my hand on my chest.
I thought it had been the result of an error of mine, though I couldn't imagine what the hell I could have done to make the hookah look as though it had vomited.
"This girl blew into it," one of the young men said, pointing to a girl shaking her head feverishly and insisting that she certainly hadn't.
--
I am really offended by this commercial presented by some .gov organization that is instructing parents to tell their kid's to wait till marriage to have sex.
That is some sincere and utter bullshit.
--
I now own a pair of purple high-heeled snakeskin boots because of a flea market that charged 5 dollars for all the clothes you can fit in a large white garbage bag.
Walking up to Tim's house with the bag on my back to see if any of the shirts I'd gotten will fit him, I proclaim that I am, "White trash-a-claus."
I find it hilarious, though nobody else seems to.
"Get it, it's funny because it's in a white trash bag."
--
How the hell is Vanna White still hot?
It's unsettling and comforting at the same time because though it defies every concept of time and aging that I used to rely on, it is a consistency in a world where almost nothing is consistent.
--
I want to know you.
Who are you?
Are you structurally sound?
Are you the shit?
I want to know who you are.
--
Kelly Betz had several large signs with him, readying to protest for the deportation of women. What I gathered is that it is supposed to place the current immigration debate into perspective by drawing a comparison between it and a similar argument.
I wished him luck as he was leaving.
He said, "We don't need luck; we have signs."
--
Prospective t-shirt idea:
Tell your boyfriend's penis I said, "What's up?"
--
This whole voyeuristic era we seem to be manifesting makes me feel a little pathetic about the prospect of the future.
Only because the question on this, "1vs100" game show was-
"When you create a myspace account, what is the name of your first friend?"
A) Tom
B) Dick
C) Harry
Only one kid of the 100 kid "mob" got the answer wrong and the audience let out a pity yawn that screamed, "aw that kid is a loser, how cute is that?"
--
It seems the older that I get, the more time I need to spend doing nothing in order to re-cooperate from how anxious, worried, and disappointed the human race and evolution is making me.
--
Ryder says that I own more pairs of sunglasses than anybody that she knows.
Maybe she's right, which is why I am going to give these shades to Carrie when she's old enough to be gangsta, though she looks more gangsta in this shot than any person I think I've seen wear shades.
--
WHY DO I KEEP HEARING THE WORD, SOLARIUM?
SERIOUSLY, WHAT IS THAT ALL ABOUT?
--
This is my step-dad, laughing because someone wrote HOMO in sea-weed on the dunes of what was once, "Party Island."
And this is what it looks like when someone writes HOMO in seaweed on the dunes of what was once, "Party Island."
--
These pictures of Party Island are actually pretty hilarious.
Don't my parents look like they're in a hobby magazine or travel pamphlet?
This is funny because shortly afterward my mom came over, put her hand around my shoulder, looked out into the bay and said, " Isn't it beautiful? You know- They say that of all the places in the world, there's nothing like the Jersey Shore."
It was a nice sentiment, but I was wondering where in god's name the cameras were hidden because there was no way that this wasn't some kind of commercial.
I guess that's why mom works for AAA these days.
--
I keep forgetting to confront my neighbor about my dogs being continually infested with fleas no matter how many times I treat my apartment and destroy them all.
--
Sometimes, hypocrisy is necessary.
Let me illustrate my point using something just as college-based as my point's location-
An EXAMPLE.
A sign is taped to a glass window on a college campus that reads something like,
"No signs allowed on glass. Post all notices on designated corkboards."
--
Gettier
JUSTIFIED TRUE BELIEF-
Charlie Brown believes Snoopy has a red doghouse or Linus has no blanket
--
This is what it looks like when a man gets out of jail after 13 years and immediately becomes a coke-head.
Sweet Dreams.
Over and out