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Friday, September 28th, 2001tomorrow night is the he who corrupts website release party. rock and fucking roll. i bought a suit for it today. it’s fucking brown.
i have some beer in me.
i’m glad i gave heather a computer.
i feel like lately i’ve been getting a little bit ego’d out. too much self-liking going on. i aced the hell out of a discrete math 2 test, brutalized at dodgeball and have more friends than usual. i just feel good. this could be the chemicals talking.
here are some links for your bitchasses.
this site blew my head off. i am only six foot now. my head really did explode.
eric is back in business. the boy can write. and read about how we almost got in a brawl at taco burrito palace number two but didn’t. good story.
somehow within exactly 2 hours of fixing the boylion guestbook all the assholes came back and signed it. amazing. it’s as if they’ve been checking it for the past 10000 hours waiting for it’s return so they can say how much emo sucks. i fucking care. that post totally has turned my life around let me tell you.
an interesting although somewhat pessimistic article on Jihad vs. McWorld.
the onion proves once again that it is the greatest publication in the world.
these games are genius. i can’t wait to play them in my cubicle.
listen to some new aphex twin. son, you ain’t never heard this shit.