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Jan. 18th, 2006 @ 12:06 am
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What to do tomorrow? I think it is supposed to rain so that will cut into the outdoor activities. Oh well, maybe a few more beers will help the thought process.Current Mood:  calm |
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OK folks, I dropped this thing a long time ago, but I am back. That is all. |
I haven't posted in FOREVER, but I HAD to post this whan I saw it. Maybe one of my friends with more readers will post it and get it out.
"When I take action, I'm not going to fire a $2 million missile at a $10 empty tent and hit a camel in the butt. It's going to be decisive." - President George W. Bush |
FurBrglr (10:56:27 PM): Do you call Indian women "Dotheads"?
IKilled007 (10:56:40 PM): haha no
FurBrglr (10:56:50 PM): Ok, just checking
Whew, just when I thought his heart had turned black. Mike isn't as relentless as I thought. |
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I just read an article saying that this tour is gonna be Eric Claptons last. Now I'm REALLY glad I paid for awesome seats for his show. Saturday can't come soon enough and won't last nearly long enough. Such is life.......
May. 29th, 2001 @ 12:34 am
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Got to sleep in a little. Ended up getting called by Katrina at about 10:30 to see if I wanted to go to Indy shopping. I had thought of it anyway, so Ifigured if she was gonna drive, I could save my gas and ride with her. As far as the relationship goes, I am pretty much over it, so to say the least I was an ass all day. I walked as far away from her as possible and corrected her on everything and you know what, it proved my theory. If you treat women like crap, they want you more. The more I was an ass, the more she was trying to be affectionate. Whenever she tried to kiss me, I turned so all she got was my cheek, which in turn made her try to kiss me more. It turned into a game really.....was kinda fun in a demented way I guess, but oh well. Like I've said before, girls are silly.
May. 29th, 2001 @ 12:14 am
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Not really too much to update. Worked all day Saturday, grabbed a bite to eat, then came home and watched SNL. Slept way too much Sunday. Finally got off my lazy ass and went to my sister's house for dinner around 5. After dinner, we drove out to see their house that is being built. It's neat to go out there with them and see their eyes light up with anticipation as they talk about the plans for everything. It is all framed up, they should start on the wiring and plumbing this week. Not much else to speak of. No big plans for tomorrow. Oh well, I'm sure I can find something to get in to. If not, I guess I can just sleep all day again. Sounds fun eh?
May. 28th, 2001 @ 12:15 am
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| » Survey says?? |
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I needed a change, so I ditched the goatee today. Let me know what you think.
 
May. 25th, 2001 @ 02:41 am
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Here is a Pic of my sister and I at Jumbo's Floating Restaurant in Hong Kong. We look kinda rough because we had been out walking around all day.
May. 24th, 2001 @ 03:37 pm
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| » Pics |
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Ok, so I'm really bored and my Mom just gave me this pic at lunch so I thought I would put it up. From left to right we have: Chad (Brother-in-Law), ME, Tracy (Sister), Jerry (Stepfather), and my wonderful Mom. I am gonna scan some more pics and I might post them up here for folks to see if anyone is interested.
May. 24th, 2001 @ 02:31 pm
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Just woke up....what a wonderful thing. Ya gotta love your day off. Now if I can only figure out what to do with myself the rest of the day.
May. 24th, 2001 @ 11:23 am
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that pretty much says it.
May. 23rd, 2001 @ 08:57 pm
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| » Maybe I overlooked something. |
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Rob, your inner rock star is Ricky Martin
Que hombre, ay yai yai. The rock star part of you is all Ricky Martin. You've got moves that make the ladies hearts go a-flutter, and style that goes for miles. That suave Latin charm is just too intoxicating, and it means that wherever you go, people read superstar all over you. Behind those bright eyes simmers a sensual lover who knows just what a woman wants. You're smooth, and we mean real smooth, but you don't let it go to your head (well not too often). And anyway, that irrepressible charm makes it all OK. Hey, it's not your fault that you've got more charisma than a tamale's got hot. Just enjoy it. Feed your inner Ricky.
Doesn't sound TOO bad after all......LOL
May. 23rd, 2001 @ 02:13 am
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| » Getting a gun..... |
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Putting it to my head and blowing my brains out. My Inner Rock Star is Ricky Martin. Lord help me.
May. 23rd, 2001 @ 02:04 am
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| » Oh Yeah |
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May. 23rd, 2001 @ 01:37 am
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| » Silly Question |
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Why does some moron get paid more than me to leave the store without setting the alarm so that I can get called at 10:30 to go fucking do it?
May. 23rd, 2001 @ 01:36 am
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I'm bored....anyone wanna dance?
May. 22nd, 2001 @ 09:33 pm
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Great song.....
May. 22nd, 2001 @ 09:16 pm
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| » Ahhhh....the fun in killing people |
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Relieves tension. Nothing like coming home after a hard day and getting to blow peoples brains out. I feel much better now. Time for food.
May. 22nd, 2001 @ 08:47 pm
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