December 2009
95 posts
Resolutions_final_v12_31_09
Quit naming files like the title of this blog
Be more confident, apparently it’s appealing when I am
Express myself more freely
Work harder on freelance work
Meditate more often
Give back to the community
Live more in the now
Rid myself of “things” that make me live in the past
Keep my smoking to 5 cigs a day or less
Read more/teach myself something new
Be veggie...
Formspring
“yer cute. why don’t you have a gurl?”
Definitely didn’t hit me till now. Someone thinks I’m cute? Hahahaha.
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Ask me anything http://formspring.me/lamefork
You know things are getting bad...
When you have to steal Ramen to eat.
I think I'm hallucinating
Getting real sick of 12 hour shifts. Been so tired by the time I get home, I don’t even have the energy to eat. Ramen and PopTarts are holding me over terribly.
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If you were to own a gun, any in the world, what kind would it be?
Personally, I don’t like guns. I don’t condone hunting, war, or violence of any sort.
But if I did, it would be the basic AK-47. Lightweight, shoots when wet, semi-automatic, effective.
Ask me anything
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yer cute. why don’t you have a gurl?
Probably the fact that I’m creepy, and 5’5”.
Ask me anything
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Ask me anything http://formspring.me/lamefork I got bored, made one. Have fun with it.
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Btw
Really engaged.
Relax.
Bored, cleaning. Call me and entertain me please.
Great night out of the house. :D
Got home and everyone killed my mood. Bitches.
(¿ɟʇʍ ¿pǝbɐbuǝ ɯ,ı :sd)
I'm sorry.
I know that you’re a punk-rocker, listening to Green Day, Blink 182, and whatever else is “hip” at the time…
But when working in my office as a freelancer, turn your fucking music down you dick.
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Tell me baby what’s your story
Where you come from
And where you wanna...
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-12-27) →
Sunny Day Real Estate (43)
Sparta (14)
Love You Moon (8)
Queens of the Stone Age (6)
Johnny Cash (2)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
My very true Christmas poem
I wake Christmas morning to a crazy surprise, I walk in my moms bedroom and see 2 sets of eyes.
I look out the window and down at the drive, the car’s not familiar it’s some random guy.
I guess that’s just life, my mother is sick. For booze, and parties, and random guy’s dicks.
Driving my mom around till 4am on Christmas is the best. I was tackled, I smell like beer and didn’t drink, and I have to get up in 5 hours. Fuck this shit. Worst Christmas ever so far, and the sun isn’t even up.
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By the way.
Cherry flavored antacids, orange Theraflu, and mint toothpaste make a terrible combination.
My drive home is going to take longer than the amount of time I slept last night. Who’s excited? That’s right. This guy right here.
Text me today to save me from awkward family encounters.
One more question.
I’ve been going through the other remixes that I started.
Now’s your chance to decide which I do next.
A) Supermassive Black Hole - Muse
B) Only The Good Die Young - Billy Joel
Which do you choose?
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-12-20) →
Sunny Day Real Estate (18)
Social Distortion (13)
Queens of the Stone Age (12)
Ke$ha (12)
Dead Kennedys (3)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Well the pen and the paper is a rock in the ocean.
Screams in a vacuum, hands...
I've been staring at the computer so long
I’ve been having to physically make myself blink.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2009-12-20) →
The sound of horse hooves in downtown Cinci.
It makes me uneasy.
Just take a deep breath.
Stop, relax, inhale, exhale.
Since when...
Has my hair been resting on my desk at work? This is insane. Time for a trim.
Anyone know a good place to get a hair cut in Cinci or Dayton?
Change in every little desire
As were counting on forces we could not control...
Feeling ill. Text if you want.
Today.
Twas good.