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Black On Black, And So Much Class
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[12-19-05 : 11:41pm] |
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Besides this, I honestly don't see a scenario ever again in which I will be updating this. That could change at some point, but for now, peace niggas, it's been cool.
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| The hatas say Dre fell off, how nigga? My last album was The Chronic |
[07-14-05 : 11:21pm] |
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This is shaping up to be a damn good weekend. Holly's coming for the entire day tomorrow, and it's going to be amazing. I've never had anything but fun in all the time I spent with her this last semester, which is more time than I could count without saying "fuck it," and her coming here for the day is even better. Then, Sunday I leave for Miami. I'll be gone two weeks minimum, fuck yes bitches.
On a less amazing note, I'm plenty fucking sick of Dr. Phil. Let's talk about a few things here. First off, he's not even a licensed pyschologist, psychiatrist, anything of the sort. He's a Texan with a big mouth and a shitty mustache. He doesn't help anyone. If you go on Dr. Phils show because you have a problem, and you come back claiming he helped you, you're a fucking liar. Take this scenario;
Random bitch: I don't know what to do Dr. Phil, my husband's been cheating on me because I don't have sex with him 3 times a day like he wants. And when we do have sex, he complains that we don't do doggie style enough, and if I don't do more of it, he'll leave me!
Dr. Phil: It looks to me like your husband doesn't love you. It shouldn't matter what sexual positions you do, it's the fact that you have sex at all. You need to leave this man, or finally stand up to him! (Looking at the husband)Sir, you simply don't love your wife if these are the kinds of things you say and do, real love does not depend soley on doggie style!
Random bitch: (Crying) You know what, you're right, I don't know why I didn't see this before! You changed my life Dr. Phil!
NO HE FUCKING DIDN'T. He gave you advice that any asshat pulled off a street in Queens will tell you, you're being fucking stupid. You don't need a talk show, you need a punch in the face. Man I hate stupid bitches. Jerry Springer helps more people than Dr. Phil does. Hell, even Maury would send somebody to boot camp, or have that loud black guy yell at them. Dr Phil is a hack, and so is anyone who takes is his word at more than face value; 12 cents. Idiots.
I wrote this entry only to procrastinate, and keep myself from writing the review I started. Damnitttt.
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| People say that friends don't destroy one another, what do they know about friends |
[06-28-05 : 6:49pm] |
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A few things;
I'm going to Miami for 2 or or 3 weeks in the second half of July, which means two things. First of all, it means that I'm better than you, and second of all it means I'll be getting a nice reprieve from my family. Life will be awesome. After that, I'll probably be going to Canandaigua for a week or two, and shortly after I get back, to Oneonta it is. So essentially, it's easy cruising after the next two and a half weeks.
For those of you who have myspace, girls especially, for the love of fucking God stop putting pictures of you kissing your boyfriend/friend/pool guy, whoever as your picture. It's fucking obnoxious. Not even in a jealous sort of way, because I'm quite happy with my current situation, but that doesn't mean I need to take pictures of us kissing and put them all over the internet. You look fucking stupid. Hey, congratulations, you know how to kiss, welcome to being 13. Enjoy your stay, cunts.
I don't know if anybody saw the show "Inside The Mafia" on National Geographic, but that show was tight. Real life interviews from Joe Pistone and Henry Hill, really interesting to listen to. And the most feared Don from Sicily's name was 'Toto,' bitches got killed by a guy named Toto.
It's been high 90's all week. I need a pool.
Later, fuckers.
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| Frankly Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck. I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck. |
[06-06-05 : 10:33pm] |
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Pretty much you all need to buy self titled album by The Dead Texan, or you're unfit to live.
Speaking of unfit to live, Larry The Cable Guy. In the immortal words of Silky Johnston, "I wish all the bad things in life would happen to you, and nobody else but you." Only in America could somebody become a millionaire from saying something as fucking retarded as Git R Done. Shut the fuck up. It was funny the 1st time, not the 3,637,268,863th. I hope some Nascar loving redneck in a hurry to get home and watch the race while drinking Old Milwaukee hits your truck with his, maiming and preventing you from ever again doing comedy.
Being back in Verona makes me realize just how much I hate 90% of the kids in high school. I'm not trying to be arrogant or anything, but being at college really makes you grow up, and realize just what a distance there is between you and kids still in high school. There's immature people in college, and in life after college, and probably in retirement homes as well, but nowhere are they as abundant, and annoying as high school.
I need to play pool again. Damnit.
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