October 2010
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Best thing of the night: Rufio.
not the drug you sicko, the character from hook.
To bad i was a half assed cowboy.
second best: ambulances, jack in the box, dreads, cold chili, dots, and an avatar costume.
worst: being threatened with a baseball bat, and cutting up my hand on an intense game of Foosball. It was raw. i won.
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I’m going to toot my own horn here, but last...
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Hey look! music! jam out in a relaxed way.
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Watchreal life substitute for into the wild.
I watch to many of these. just check out the whole website. there’s a shit ton of documentary things to be watched.
that picture makes him look like a twisted homeless dude.
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I left my world today, to go back to an old one for a moment.
it was pretty fun.
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While i’m still young i want to do a bunch of things that require me to go do them again. Like, bury something in the middle of the redwood forest that is actually important, something i’ll need a decade plus from now. Or maybe I could go take pictures in very specific locations and then go retake them again when i’m older and things have changed. Anyway, i want to have...
DREAMS. what a brilliant idea ingrid. I like that. I didn’t know anyone in this one, but whatever…
I was at a house mid afternoon, oh wait, it was Evan’s house… popular demand i guess. Anyway, i was there and i was being invited into the kitchen and then pushed onto a shelf bed and got stuck. horribly stuck. The rest of my time there was spent scrutinizing how to do the...
It’s my birthday soon. I was asked what i wanted as a present. I had absolutely nothing to say.
For my birthday i want:
A car
A puppy
A bike
Clothes
Lego’s
Walkie Talkies
A limousine
A party
An airplane
The woods.
A lake or river.
A Lemon tree.
A swing set. put it in the tree outside really high.
A cabin.
I want to be in elementary school again.
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weird, catchy enough, dirty, spacey. sticky.
I...
wissy.
A mail man. Without mail he’s just a guy on the street, dressed in funny clothes, driving a dorky little truck car, carrying mace around his belt, walking into buildings and then promptly back out. Plop something else in his hands, babies maybe. That’ll probably give him a shock. Now he is carrying around (crying, screaming) babies into buildings. Who the hell is this guy....
shit. i didn’t win. “warmth” out played me. what an ugly word. as a sound effect, it would be something gross falling on the ground. anyway, i’ll put my dreams on hold, suspend my disbelief, know that it’s not ever really going to happen.. what ever you may call it. On the positive, i made a pumpkin. I wore my favorite flannel. I was told i was good at holding doors...
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who does major work in a wood shop at 1:30 in the morning?
Answer:
ass holes. ass holes making tables or whatever. go to bed.
Watch7:0 days of the week for not caring what 99% of the population thinks of me.
0:7 days of the week for not caring what 1% of the population thinks of me.
I can’t tell if this makes me self conscious. Either way, it’s time to grow up and be a completely careless child.
Let’s make musical babies. Which means a song. I’ll (eventually) post a poorly recorded uke jam, maybe...
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I went to the mountains this weekend, and in no...
ejmiglorie:
everyone on tumblr seems cool, but it’s only because I know less about them.
Nailed it.
I know more than you think i know.
neener neener.
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Spread. wing. straight. button down. flannel....
get out your shrines, incense, animal parts, flying carpets, or whatnothaveyou, and send me some good vibes. You don’t even have to pay for spiritual postage.. i think. you may have to cross reference that.
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Chandler: stop being so seemingly serious.
Big...
i don't drink caffine.
except for last night. and this morning. and probably later today, tonight, and tomorrow morning.
My eyeballs feel dry.
My mind is in danger of being pulled over.
My hands are massively shaky.
My whole body feels like it’s vibrating.
Everything is so ooooo o oo o oo slow.
I can’t wait to be done with midterms. oh my gawd.
solidly the third time, at least, i’ve put this up. but you all need to know anyway. so just suck it up and click it. come on, it takes like 2 seconds and i worked on it for an extended amount of time.. kind of. I even looked up how to spell casseroles to entice you.
Smokin’ hot casseroles
Holy Barge jam!
Realizing you are behind in a class two days before your midterm is a little less than pleasant. Hello library. Goodbye fun.
Hey there midterms. You stress people out.
Hey there procrastinator. You’re stupid. Really… really… stupid.
Hey there Chandler. You’re a procrastinator with midterms.
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Tallest Man On Earth - Where Do My Blue Birds Fly
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let's get down to business
to defeat those pesty huns.
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house cleaning.
tuna melts.
laundry.
thinking hard about words.
Gremlins at 4:30 sharp.
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I wrote this post at least 5 times, none of them were in the relm of happy.. not even a tinkle. I had a very scary day.
I would promise that i’m not this emotionless, not this dull, not this frazzled, not this closed, but i don’t think it’s relevant anymore. thanks for the pizza.
