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The best part about life.

Feb. 15th, 2009 | 06:25 pm

 The best part about life is that it keeps on happening. It will keep on happening no matter what and I can always count on the fact that it will keep happening.

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Well...

Feb. 11th, 2009 | 10:43 pm

Today I finally got around to setting up sessions with the school's psychology clinic. As I was talking with the person on the phone that was doing my basic psychological profile in order to place me with the right psychologist at the school, I realized that it is not normal to sit alone at my house smoking hookah while I think about which items in my house would do the best job of killing me in a jam. I cried a lot. I also learned that talking about it is really the best thing that you can do.

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Fuck, I hate myself

Feb. 11th, 2009 | 12:35 am

I always joke around about how being an asshole, but still being able to identify that I am an asshole makes me less of an asshole. When I am legitimately an asshole without realizing... I truly and utterly hate myself.

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I'm am pleased...

Feb. 9th, 2009 | 10:25 pm
mood: lovedloved
music: A-Punk

At this point in my life I am very happy. I found a major that I like, a job that I can stomach, and I am handling my debt quite well. I am happy with where I have gotten myself, and I am happy with the people that have stood by me. But one thing remains.

I never thought that I would have met the right person. I did not even fathom the kind of human being that could exist right here in Greeley. I did not expect that the person that I could love, unconditionally, could be right here. I did not believe that the person that I would want to love and spend the rest of my life with could be right here, RIGHT NOW! That person is here. She is here, right here, RIGHT NOW! My life is as perfect as I could imagine, and I could imagine quite a bit. So, here's to life, and here's to her.

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Case Study: Brains being cut in half.

Feb. 9th, 2009 | 03:55 pm

Jesus Crisp! This has been, by far, the strangest philosophy reading that I have had to study. It asks the question of who survives when we sever the hemispheres of brains and put them in separate bodies, including case studies that prove that a human can live (easily) with only one half of a brain. I love philosophy?

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Spent all my time living life and thinking of her.

Feb. 7th, 2009 | 11:58 am

I need a little more money than what I am making. Luckily... I HAVEN'T GOTTEN A TATTOO IN OVER A YEAR! That means that the plasma donation center is calling my name for $40 extra dollars a week. There's my spending money right there. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! I spend almost all of time thinking about Emily. Maybe that's because today is our 4 month anniversary. IDK! Maybe it's something else. Maybe I are in love hurr durr. Anywhoo. It's a pretty gorgeous day outside, and that makes me feel pretty good. Oh god. What kind of emo attaches his mood to the weather?
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ALRIGHT! NOTE TO SELF:

Feb. 4th, 2009 | 08:23 pm

Don't
Buy
Anything
I mean it!
You can't afford it!

[END OF NOTE TO SELF]
[BEGIN BLAG HERE]

So, I got hit by a car while riding home from work tonight. Luckily, I am completely unharmed. My bike, on the other had, had both of its rims bent badly enough that the wheels don't spin. Rims are roughly $40 each, and I am going to have to replace both of them. The man who hit me gave me his insurance information, but I'm not really sure his insurance will cover my rims. Let's keep our fingers crossed.

Also, the man who hit me claimed that he could not see me because it was dark out and I did not have a light. This is true, but he was wearing SUNGLASSES . That's right. He was wearing sunglasses when it was completely dark out. Of course he did not see me. It had to have been twice as dark for him. That's the part of this thing that bothers me the most.

[END TRANSMISSION]

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EMILY!

Feb. 4th, 2009 | 09:52 am



Emily. Me saw this and I thinked of you.

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Responsibility... it's not worth it.

Feb. 4th, 2009 | 09:22 am

So, I wake up 10 minutes after the departure of my girlfriend, with whom I am madly grateful that she puts up with my shit, only to notice that the area around my bed is, in fact, cold. The bed itself is nice and toasty, and no one would have any reason to leave this place. I say to me, "You've done the reading. Hell, you've already discussed the reading with your friends for several hours. What could Jack Tempkin possibly have to offer? It's not an attendance based class, so why bother going?" This makes responsible me very angry.
"No, fuck you, you lazy piece of shit! Quit wasting our goddamn money. Get your raggedy ass out of bed, make a pot of coffee, and march your ass over to the philosophy department and listen to the fucking lecture."
"Alright, you win..."
So... I get my raggedy ass out of bed, make a pot of coffee, and march my ass over to the philosophy department in order to listen to the fucking lecture, only to find a "class canceled" sign.
Well, no worries... it's such a beautiful day. I should probably ditch music theory.
Responsible me: /facepalm...

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Aw shit!

Feb. 1st, 2009 | 01:49 pm

This time Joe really did walk in on me masturbating in our living room. I thought he was gonna be gone all day. Instead of trying to hide it though, I was honest about it. Like, some guys would try to cover it up, but I just said, "Goddamnit, Joe, I was masturbating. Thank a lot!" Now he is gonna start double checking himself before he comes in the house. As he left just now he said, "Resume masturbating, I won't be back til ten." Here's the thing though. I actually went to the bathroom right after he walked in on me and I finished up. I am a terrible person. A terrible, terrible, person. The thing is, I can either be all embarrassed or just let it go. You can never take yourself too seriously.

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