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March 24th, 2004
 | 01:16 pm - good morning
aye, what a day. work, class, read, work, get sent to the dishroom, asha tweaks out, get out, go to aegis office, cara comes over, we have a good talk, she leaves, i read, i remember my car is in west edge and the busses stop at 2am, check my watch-- 2:04am, yay i get to sleep in the mub!, wake up around 6:30 whcih conveniently is when the busses start again, come home, set my alarm for 11 so i can get up for class, take off my glasses, go to bed, shiver in the cold and eventually fall asleep, have good dreams, wake up at 12:30 with my glasses on. now i have 20 minutes to study for my midterm, go take the midterm, come back, and write til my fingers bleed. hooray!
if you ever can't remember my cellphone number, just note that it spells buy-a-hobo. dan's cell: for all your hobo purchasing needs!
i have to say, i am pretty fuckin thrilled with my food purchases of late. orange juice, rolls (i got like 10 for a buck! theyll probably go stale in a few days, but whatever. a buck!), a shitload of american cheese slices (i got the value pack. it will last the rest of my life), pickled herring in sour cream (SO GOOOOOD), cereal, milk for cereal, and a couple cans of spaghetti-o type things.
in hindsight, i shoudl have majored in linguistics, minored in english creative writing, and paid philosophy no mind. or gone into a science or business, something where you magically get money when you graduate.
state:  confused
np: Deftones - Live In Paris, FR Bercy 09-27-03 - 11 - Battle-axe
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i wish my cell number spelt something awesome like that! wow!
...and you should come over saturday night...xo. oh no i just made plans for saturday already!
i'm not sure what time stuff is happening though. what's goin on over there?
and how are you? i havent talked to you in forever um, i don't even know what's going on here...except that i will be wasted by 10pm. so yeah. i told kevin he should come over...and to tell you--but apparently he didn't. SO! yeah, we haven't talked in forever! wtf?
xo. how does your cellphone number spell buy a hobo? that's eight letters. phone numbers only have seven numbers. PS - you could have called me and slept in my room. okay. one more thing. the cheese will not last the rest of your life if you keep me around. baahahahahaa. okay I think I'm done now. ![[User Picture]](https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/422594/162575) | | From: |  johnbot |
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| Date: | March 24th, 2004 09:00 pm (UTC) |
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Pervert minds find great amusement in this comment. i dont like waking people up | | From: | johnbot |
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| Date: | March 24th, 2004 08:59 pm (UTC) |
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You can also dial Buy-A-Hobo-For-Sex-And-Profit, and it shall reach Dan. Also, Buy-A-Hobby-Horse should work as well.
Buy-A-Hobdanismadeofpoot is my favorite. wtf dan. pickled herring in sour cream? i think i puked a little when i read that. I KNOW YOU ARE BUT WHAT IS MY LUNCH | From: | (Anonymous) |
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| Date: | March 24th, 2004 07:46 pm (UTC) |
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Welcome to the "I regret my major" club. Also, pickled herring and sour cream? Ewwwwww!
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