sixtyfour.

be weary of your friends who bluff well in games as it often translates into life.

sixtythree.

welcome to the twenty-first century;
the public stoning has gone out of style.

welcome to the state of emergency;
you and i were manufactured for spare body parts.

welcome to the twenty-first century;
and kiss your own ass goodbye.

I Sign maybe?

So Obama's first duty as commander and chief was to say a simple oath, one he miss worded (i would've too) and had to retake. I really hope this is one of the few things he messes up in his term as pres. Is it a sign of things to come? sadly enough George W got the oath correct, one of the few thing he did get right.

At the end of the day.

Can't we not judge ourselves on our accomplishments, but by the level of happness of life over time. For any short comings of today shall be over shadowed by the positives of yesterday and tomorrow.

I definitely wouldn't call this revenge.
Just, something we never followed through with.
It's no my fault your greedy.
=]

Sex and food is what mainstream America comes down to

Ugh.
I will not be drinking wine for a long time.
A long, long time.

sixtytwo.

so i've made a decision, not sure i was right. im beginning to believe in arranged marriages. or perhaps i was right, i wish i didn't question things when you're not here.

I can't seem to understand drivers who will wait for ten minutes at a train, before leaving. You run into trains for a reason. Its time for reflection or to make out.

sixtyone.

hello george clinton
/pause
you can call me bob.

Im not asking to be with you again, but i want your babies.
To be part of your family is all i could ever ask for.
Like Will and Grace, best friends...but with a child.

There is nothing like a belly dancer with a belly.

flying spaghetti monster.

before i said heaven is not a place but it's the way i feel. this is still true. but now there is a volcano of beer and a stripper factory.

Willow

Is just Moses with mid jets.

sixty...i think.

i think you only think im pretty when you're drunk. im shielding myself from now on.

Well, that's depressing...

You were a good teacher, and I was a rebellious little shit (It should be noted that I'm now a rebellious big shit, but I can tone it down now.) There are better ways to go than on Christmas Eve of brain cancer.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm sorry for all of the Satanism symbolism I etched in every ashtray I made in your class.

fiftynine.

tonight we have discovered that "too many puppies" means more than we thought.

fiftynine.

i don't want to listen to guns n roses anymore.

"soulmates"

My heart would benefit if you didn't exist.

fiftyeight.

i hate rulers.

fiftyseven.

i know i said im being a grinch, but my brother came over today and all i have to say is merry christmas.

Happy Thursday.

the only thing that will get me through this day/weekend is booze; lots and lots and lots of booze. is there a place where christmas doesn't exist? a town i can go to where the stores are open, there are no lights, and christmas music isn't playing is what i need.

across.the.universe

I am master of the Munchies.

I'm ready for the dead of winter now..

Jehovah's Witnesses are lucky they don't have to celebrate the holidays.
There's a hole in the bottom of my right shoe.
Lately I've felt as though my heart is going to explode through my chest but I think I just have High Anxiety, which is the only Mel Brooks movie I've ever seen and nice...

fiftysix.

most people start their mornings with a newspaper and coffee, i start mine with Tanqueray and pineapple juice. Thanks Jeremy.

fiftyfive.

it's just so damned inconsiderate.

you blow at math n im drunk

one plus one plus one

is 5.

One plus one plus one is three.



yeah yeah yeah

Status unknown

Your eyes smile with mysterious emotions, And your laughter is filled with happiness.
I love seeing you like this. I hope you choose this one.

A Beautiful Thing.

I love taking walks during this winter season at night in the middle of a good snowfall. there is nothing more peaceful than the snowflakes shining in the street lights. It is truly one of the few moments in life than makes me glad to be alive and well.

fiftyfour.

i figured out how im going to buy christmas presents! you know when stores offer you random stupid points programs..well be thankful because that's how im buying christmas presents this year (ps. thanks for buying me that computer mom; it got me loads of points)!!

fiftythree.

we whisper secrets in the bedroom;
things we can't ask each other
in the light of day.
and you; you speak of your affections
but are they strong enough for me
to give up on the unknown.

will someone just make this decision for me?

fiftytwo.

i want you to be happy. i never want to see you cry again. you are my other half, and i love you. you are up there with him right now and i can hear you wipe away the tears. fuck the rules.

fiftyone.

is it wrong that i want more? i think it is.

fifty.

"i didn't sell out; i bought in."

whatever you need to tell yourself to get to sleep at night; dozing softly to drug induced yuppie dreams.

No shirt, No Shoes, No Service...

So i walk into the store the other day not wearing pants (everyone knows i hate wearing pants) and they told me to get out. I told the man i just needed some smokes but he wouldn't meet my demands. When did wearing pants become a requirement in this society?

fortynine.

i dont believe in wind.

Apparently...

There is a God.

And they hate me, so they brought on a little divine retribution.

To sum up: Cold, Pink Eye and Now my ear feels like it's got an infection.

I love my life right now.

Fuck.

Don't freeze up again, but...

Unless she wants pink eye, it's not recommended to come near for a while.

I hate that little kid in the basement. FUCK.

Achillies last stand

she looks at me and says 'you're a hippie'.

fortyeight.

zeppelin keeps me grounded.

fortyseven.

i don't know what i want anymore. i think perhaps my heart has thawed, and i want to freeze it up again.

i hope you read this by 8pm.

sorry about this morning. i'm a stupid girl who says stupid girl things. disregard please, i still adore you.

fortysix.

it's always good when your weekend ends on a tuesday.

fortyfive.

everyone needs cuban baseball babies. kitty needs to open her legs and get to work.

hilarity often holds honesty.

See more Jack Black videos at Funny or Die

Update!!!

the stickers don't come with the a cd or any real value. For you can buy the cd (the Infomation) which comes with the stickers. and the cd cost like 16 bucks, get it bob.

15 Bucks!

So i'm at beck's web site at the online store, and get this. They are selling the stickers that come with the information cd for 15 dollars (for half sheet of them)! it gave me that pride filled filling when you save a ton of money for not being a sucker.

fortyfour.

kidnapping, homework, and cheating the government; recipe for a productively lethargic Monday.

fortythree.

would Walt be smiling?

to look down on his world and see his open road leading to a used car lot; is he disappointed?





oh how we have ignored the leaves of grass.

What if life is just an illusion?

At 100% capacity, no one truly knows what the human brain is capable of as it directs every cell in the body to behave accordingly while cognitive thought generally focuses on the physical and emotional aspect of 'life' . What if tangible objects are the illusion and infinite perception merely the catalyst? Life: The ultimate placebo effect.

fortytwo.

i would call two free nights of drinking and an afternoon of breakups a successful weekend.

Ponder

How many Jews do you think live in Owatonna? silly question but whatever

Happy Holidays...Really?

At the supermarket today the clerk wished me "Happy Ho;idays". Are we as people of this great melting pot call america that concerned of offending one other. I really don't care because i say Merry Christmas.

I love my mommy cause she fucked my dad

Jesus.
Everybody's got something to say tonight.
and moon just grins nonchalantly..

fortyone.

"Who is more to be pitied, a writer bound and gagged by policemen or one living in perfect freedom who has nothing more to say?" --- Kurt Vonnegut

forty.

i wish it wasn't December. i wish i didn't have to sit in this house. all i want for Christmas is a smile on my face; a smile that isn't the one i put on for you.

Did you notice?

For one hour right after sun down, there was a site that we will see only once in our lives. Next to the moon was two lights which shined as bright as can be. This formation of the moon, Saturn and Jupiter is believed to be the star of Bethlehem-crazy!

thirtynine.

i think
you don't care enough.
i think
i think too much.
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think
i think.

This is why i'm not jay...

"But why would you reject something you don't know?"

-Silent Bob

thirtyeight.

have you ever been karmicly bitch slapped by a six armed goddess?

thirtyseven.

the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. the way to mine is through cigarettes and wine.

How did i get here?

this damn phone meesage thing isn't working! It pisses me off that I'm so techtarded!

If it were up to me...

I'd rather not have deep heart-felt discussions while under the influence. It makes everything so much more intense. And makes me think of how bad my OWN problems are. I'd like to avoid thinking about them. At all costs. So it really is me, and not you. Quit thinking about it so much.

thirtysix

you know how i get, you know how i second guess. i need you to tell me that sometimes falling is okay. i need you to be happy that im falling, that im moving, that i can live without you.

r.e.m.

we dont need to speak, because we are one and we are beautiful.

same as it ever was

Dezi doing make up is my sewing machine.

thirtyfive.

why would you walk into the lion's den, when you know your addiction lies within? you get off easy inside the cave, you don't see the people fighting to get you out. meth induced ignorance is bliss.

lost at sea

I am thankful for cannabis!
happy thanksgiving.
psh.

thirtyfour.

if i hear Christmas music today i will punch something.

a hard goodbye.

as soon as you appeared you were there. you're leaving tonight and i should have told you. but at least we get these moments, and memories of dark streets and monsters that weren't there.

Hah!

I think you forgot what I told you.

You may have been tired, drunk, stoned, or a mix of all three.

This next week? Gonna be a blast.

today and before.

dirty hippie sweaters
regurgitated stories
tall men in short houses

thirtythree.

it was what it was. lesson learned.

thirtytwo.

God called in sick today, how convenient for the apocalypse.

thirty.

They bring misery in the form of taxation, starvation, and lack of education.
It is time for revolution; it is time to fight.

'despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage'

My dreams always end up being figments of reality.
I thought I was awake and just crazy hallucinating, it was all very real-like except my stove was in the wrong place and of course seeing my dead cat and other people that just weren't there.
Hmm, cherry coke sounds good..

twentynine.

Is the world as we leave it better for our kindred or better for our greed?

twentyeight.

I think I found Jesus on a harlequin. I think I've seen God in a porno video.
Heaven is not a place, but it's the way I feel.

The hard stoner truth

...We need to get a Roger.

3002- Notes to Live By...

A voice said, look…
At me in the stars
Tell me honestly, men of earth
If all the soul and body scars
Are too much for birth

To all I’ve come across
Bless you my sons
For I have never come upon
A blessed one

Know all your commandments
Keep the past in your pocket
Put all your secrets in a box
Slam the door and lock it
!?!

3001- A note to Live By...

Keep good care of your feet, and don't do anything stupid!

twentyseven.

You're miles and miles and miles away, but you really make me feel like shit. I just wanted you to be aware. If you know who you are, please correct the situation.

twentysix.

note to self: i dont want to fall in love. it's never worth it.

i wrote this in 2004, no clue who it's about. sad.

You say i'm your everything,
and i wish i could say the same.
But truth be told, you're my only thing.
I only love you,
because you love me.

twentyfive.

always the friend never the girlfriend. always the one night stand but that's better than a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am.

Sado-Masochists are fun

I hope you're giggling like a little bitch.

Games are fun!

And being a quasi-hedonist, I like having fun.

Jasen's right is a game, thus fun.

Why don't YOU like having fun?

Hey you bitch.

the Jasen's right game doesn't exist. You can't make up games and force people to play them.

twentyfour.

i was built for hell.

5 pesos if you can tell me where this is from..

Under the spread of the chestnut tree I saw you and you saw me.

I think I've figured it out.

I'm still feeling unfulfilled.

I don't want to grow up, though.

twentythree.

I'm cutting class to get drunk. But without Doug i have learned that all 20 bucks will get you is a lousy fuck.

r.i.p don

There are good things in life however unrecognizable some may be.
This is my mantra as everything goes to shit.
I don't know about everything happening for a reason but that leaves us in infinite coincidence.

twentytwo.

"do you want to live forever? do you want to die tonight?" "what's the difference" she seethes through gritted teeth, "you'll follow me into the dead of night."

an update in the collegiate experience..

I may have just had an idea that neither one of my parents can fuck up, in fact they may even support it. It's been years.

lazin' on a sunny afternoon

Any day that begins with vomit promises to be a good day.
Then it rained, snowed, rained and snowed once more; a drop of salt please?
Drive safe and don't fucking text while you're driving, it will fuck you over eventually.

twentyone.

Katie always has the best marijuana, but don't tell your sister.

twenty.

who's to say i can't say what i say! is it you with your conceited grin? no, not you; you don't believe in anything.

I'm not superstitious but I'm a little stitious.

Money is the root of all evil.
But what is the root of all good?
Fuckin' endorphins.

nineteen.

House is the chuck norris of medicine.