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  <title>Danny Mora</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Dec 2002 05:22:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>interesting conversation with matress</title>
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  <description>HuRRaY4SuBliMe: damnit let me get in your pants!&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: ok fine!&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: just be gentle with my peckerwood&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: lets get married and have shamu babys&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: im not ready for marriage&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: we can even eat hey by the bay&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: hm i just may&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: so what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: yay or nay?&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: im feeling a bit gay&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: why do you feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: maybe its because of the other day&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: i went out to play&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: did you make a penis out of clay?&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: no but i met a guy named ray&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: was he really gay?&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: that what he would say&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: did he make you pay?&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: yes i had to pay for a lay&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: im surprised he didnt bash you with a tray&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: i heard you ran and almost got away&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: yes but i bumped my head and it turned gray&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: ill remember to pray&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: thank you jay&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: how many times do i have to say&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: my name isnt jay&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: its gay&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: for that, i&apos;ll make you pay&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: because thats the american way&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: can i put it on lay away?&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: till may?&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: nay&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: you cannot keep it at bay&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: ppoooeey GO EAT SOME HAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: okay&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: early bird catches the prey i always say&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: i think im going to go sleep in the hey now&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: xnay on the noway&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: now-ay*&lt;br /&gt;HuRRaY4SuBliMe: partying is such sweet sorrow. wouldnt you say?&lt;br /&gt;Random Black Man: if i was a bullfighter, i would say OLAY</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Dec 2002 14:42:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MY GOD DAMN SEX DRIVE SHOULD JUST DIE!!</title>
  <author>hurray4sublime@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://hurray4sublime.livejournal.com/6193.html</link>
  <description>I woke up this morning with the biggest crave for sex. I think I am going insane. Its actually quite depressing becuase no one is willing to help me out. The crazy thing about all of this is that i am picky, so i just cant have sex that easily. There are certain people i would like to get in bed with, and im sure by now they all know who they are.&lt;br /&gt;At this point im thinking about cutting my genetals cuase i see no purpose in having them. Doesnt seem like im gonna be using them anytime soon anyway. If anyone want to comment to this feel free</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Dec 2002 05:50:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>hurray4sublime@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://hurray4sublime.livejournal.com/6103.html</link>
  <description>Man what a night!! no didnt get laid but i still had a damn good time! I got drunk with my bros kyle and erin and many of my good buddies. It was a blast. Id really like to have sex now..or at least make out with someone. I guess im not that special. IF anyone has a friend that wouldnt mind dating me please let me know PLEASE!!. I would really like a woman :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Dec 2002 03:56:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I WANT SEX</title>
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  <description>I really want sex!!! If any one wants to comment to that feel free to.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Dec 2002 04:13:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>painful memories</title>
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  <description>Mr.kemly (english teacher) asked me if wanted to sing and play ballads for the shakespear play and of coarse i said yes. Just now as i picked up the guitar and started learning the music I started remembering things. It was good memories that i will never forget. Good memories when laura (friend&apos;s mom) tried teaching me how to play piano. I told her how much iv always wanted to learn how to play it and she had the patience to try to teach me. I love her so much she is like i mother to me. But what makes these memories so painful is the fact that shes not in good shape rite now. Just the other day i just found out that she came close to dieing becuase her vien on her brain exploted and that was very upsetting for me. She is such a sweet and caring lady that it will be hard for me to deal with if she passes away. The other day i went to go visit her at the hospital and just seeing her lying there half dead brought many tears to my eyes. I really hope she gets better soon. :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Dec 2002 03:35:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>interesting day at work</title>
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  <description>A really smelly lady stunk so bad that her smell was invading my office and i almost vomited...that was the highlight of the day</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Dec 2002 03:36:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Im BACK!!!</title>
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  <description>Jesus!! its been so long since i wrote in this thing. N E who iv got some stuff to talk about like my hair for one thing....its purple. Why did i do it? simply becuase i love purple and no im not gay im just fruity thats all. alot has been going on since i wrote in my journal like i worked at frightnights on the month of october and that was a really awsome experiance. And ever since after that iv had the biggest crush on groin (sharren). But unfortunatly for me she liked someone else  (nate). At this point im trying to get over her but i cant becuase shs so freaking hot!! and fun to be around too...GOD DAMNIT!! but now that i met a certain someone recently i think i might be falling for her. I dont know yet its still to early to say anything but im sure i&apos;ll know soon. Right now i want to know what she thinks of me so that i know i might have a chance with her. well n e who thats all iv got to say for now. :P</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jul 2002 21:38:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my experiances with x</title>
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  <description>On tuesday I had plans to go to Nina&apos;s HootNANNy. Before the party i told kyle to come over so that we can get drunk and go over there. We got drunk and took the bus to nina&apos;s house. When we got there it was abit slow. Nina sold me a bean and i took it. like an hour later i started feeling the effects. It was an awsome roll so i felt so good and relaxed. People blew me up all the time and it felt so good. This was the first time I had a bean that actually worked. All in all Nina&apos;s hootnanny was a blast that day will live in my memmory for ever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Jul 2002 19:17:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just alil update on what happend  all week</title>
  <author>hurray4sublime@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://hurray4sublime.livejournal.com/4513.html</link>
  <description>I have been showing my cousin around the city and showing him the ropes and chains of how the city works and stuff. I can see he is abit confused but I think he is getting the hang of it. Since he got here we have been drinking and smoking like crazy. I introduced him to the drink called cysco A.K.A liquid crack he thinks its wonderful. He seems abit shy around people im sure he will snap out of it soon. Other then that we are haveing an awsome time and im looking forward to showing him a really awsome time in Orlando. In other news Rize is trying out a new second guitarest his name is Dan. The news whether he is gonna be in or not will be posted Friday on www.rizeband.4dw.com that is all</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Jul 2002 19:04:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Last night</title>
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  <description>I got drunk...:)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jul 2002 11:48:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A little something from Bob Marley</title>
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  <description>Zimbabwe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every man gotta right&lt;br /&gt;To decide his own destiny&lt;br /&gt;And in this judgment&lt;br /&gt;There is no partiality&lt;br /&gt;So arm in arms, with arms&lt;br /&gt;We will fight this little struggle&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause that&apos;s the only way&lt;br /&gt;We can overcome our little trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           -Bob Marley R.I.P.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jul 2002 11:46:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My cousin has arrived</title>
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  <description>Yesterday my cousin has arrived, and from the looks of it it looked like he was overwhelmed by everything once he got out of the airport. He said he has never seen so much green in his life and he has never seen a body of water in years. Im pritty sure he likes it down here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jun 2002 14:01:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A little something from Bob Dylan (gates of eden)</title>
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  <description>Gates of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of war and peace the truth just twists&lt;br /&gt;Its curfew gull just glides&lt;br /&gt;Upon four-legged forest clouds&lt;br /&gt;The cowboy angel rides&lt;br /&gt;With his candle lit into the sun&lt;br /&gt;Though its glow is waxed in black&lt;br /&gt;All except when &apos;neath the trees of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lamppost stands with folded arms&lt;br /&gt;Its iron claws attached&lt;br /&gt;To curbs &apos;neath holes where babies wail&lt;br /&gt;Though it shadows metal badge&lt;br /&gt;All and all can only fall&lt;br /&gt;With a crashing but meaningless blow&lt;br /&gt;No sound ever comes from the Gates of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The savage soldier sticks his head in sand&lt;br /&gt;And then complains&lt;br /&gt;Unto the shoeless hunter who&apos;s gone deaf&lt;br /&gt;But still remains&lt;br /&gt;Upon the beach where hound dogs bay&lt;br /&gt;At ships with tattooed sails&lt;br /&gt;Heading for the Gates of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a time-rusted compass blade&lt;br /&gt;Aladdin and his lamp&lt;br /&gt;Sits with Utopian hermit monks&lt;br /&gt;Side saddle on the Golden Calf&lt;br /&gt;And on their promises of paradise&lt;br /&gt;You will not hear a laugh&lt;br /&gt;All except inside the Gates of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships of ownership&lt;br /&gt;They whisper in the wings&lt;br /&gt;To those condemned to act accordingly&lt;br /&gt;And wait for succeeding kings&lt;br /&gt;And I try to harmonize with songs&lt;br /&gt;The lonesome sparrow sings&lt;br /&gt;There are no kings inside the Gates of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motorcycle black madonna&lt;br /&gt;Two-wheeled gypsy queen&lt;br /&gt;And her silver-studded phantom cause&lt;br /&gt;The gray flannel dwarf to scream&lt;br /&gt;As he weeps to wicked birds of prey&lt;br /&gt;Who pick up on his bread crumb sins&lt;br /&gt;And there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kingdoms of Experience&lt;br /&gt;In the precious wind they rot&lt;br /&gt;While paupers change possessions&lt;br /&gt;Each one wishing for what the other has got&lt;br /&gt;And the princess and the prince&lt;br /&gt;Discuss what&apos;s real and what is not&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&apos;t matter inside the Gates of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foreign sun, it squints upon&lt;br /&gt;A bed that is never mine&lt;br /&gt;As friends and other strangers&lt;br /&gt;From their fates try to resign&lt;br /&gt;Leaving men wholly, totally free&lt;br /&gt;To do anything they wish to do but die&lt;br /&gt;And there are no trials inside the Gates of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dawn my lover comes to me&lt;br /&gt;And tells me of her dreams&lt;br /&gt;With no attempts to shovel the glimpse&lt;br /&gt;Into the ditch of what each one means&lt;br /&gt;At times I think there are no words&lt;br /&gt;But these to tell what&apos;s true&lt;br /&gt;And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           -Bob Dylan</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jun 2002 13:57:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Saturdays show</title>
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  <description>Damnit we sucked ass yesterday at spankys. I think it was all my fault though because my amp sucked major cock. Now im really gonna save up money for a new one.Gargamel of coarse kicked ass becuase they are a kick ass band and thats pretty much what happend saturday.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jun 2002 18:02:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A little something from the Grateful dead</title>
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  <description>Rosemary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boots were of leather, a breath of cologne&lt;br /&gt;the mirror was a window she sat by alone.&lt;br /&gt;All around the garden grew scarlet and purple and crimson and blue.&lt;br /&gt;She came dead and she went, and at last went away, the garden was sealed when the&lt;br /&gt;flowers decayed.&lt;br /&gt;On the wall of the garden a legend did say, no one may come here since no one may&lt;br /&gt;stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         @-)--- -Jerry Garcia  R.I.P. ----(-@</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jun 2002 17:18:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my wednesday (Lilo and alcohalism)</title>
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  <description>My wednesday was pretty kewl. I went downtown and met up with jill, ali, and kyle and saw lilo and stich. then we were supposed to go out and smoke after the movie but jill had to leave and so did ali. So After they left kyle and I were alone so we decided to buy some beer. Once we got ahold of our 6 pack of natural ice we drunk it at the intercoastal and got pretty trashed. It was so much fun. thats pretty much what happened on wednesday</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jun 2002 19:31:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jun 2002 15:54:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jun 2002 15:34:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my tuesday (work and roll)</title>
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  <description>After coming back home from standing behind a ticket drop for 7 hours. I finally rest on my bed when suddenly i get a phone call and it was britney saying &quot;Danny you gotta come to this show im gonna be so bored&quot; then i said &quot;i have no money&quot; and then she said &quot;ill pay for your way in just come&quot; then of cause being the nice guy that i am i said &quot;yes&quot;. So i took the bus to ovation and didnt get there till 7:30 britney saw me and ran towards me and gave me a big hug and the ticket. We went in and i was already being tortured by the music called Emo which is not really on my taste of music. but as i was walking around i saw alot of familier faces. I was already haveing fun it was nice seeing people i havnt seen in awhile. Everyone was pritty happy at the show so that made me pritty happy. If i was alone i would of probably killed myself with all that emo playing and no one being around. All in all i thought it was a good show with horrible music. After the show koontz picked me and becca up and took us home, and on the way home i told him about my crazy saturday, and thats pritty much what happen on my tuesday.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jun 2002 15:10:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my monday (stressful but exciting)</title>
  <author>hurray4sublime@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://hurray4sublime.livejournal.com/1704.html</link>
  <description>Monday was the day of our gig at narcosis. Before the show we practiced abit at shanes house and for some strange reason we kept fucking up! It wasnt little fuck ups it was huge fuck ups. Like we would have to stop the whole song and start all over kind of fuck ups. It was already starting to be a stressful day. It became even more stressful for me when lance and i starting argueing about korn&apos;s new shit. Personally i think it blows a nut sack. Lance hates it when i tell him that korn sucks now, and so does the band. As we kept argueing about korns new stuff we became even more angryer at each other to point when lance actually said that the reason I dont like korns new stuff is because I am narrow minded and all I like is stuff that sounds like this BLAUAHAUEA!!!!&quot; That pissed me off a bit because i know that is not true and so did everyone else that was in the room. When he said that the room was silent for a couple seconds and all eyes turned to me. I imidiatly said &quot;lance your calling me narrow minded? you really think i only listen to that stuff?&quot; Then i said &quot;Actually i think im the most opened minded out of everyone in this room. I dont think there is anyone in this room that will have ska/punk, techno, classic rock, hard rock, hippie music, and new age in there cd selection. And then after feeling stupid i guess he said im narrow minded when it comes to korn. I didnt want to go on so I just said ok whatever. After practice Me, lance, patrick, and Nate drove up to the club. As soon as we got there my hands started shaking a bit I guess i was a little nervous. Visionary was playing, and after hearing them i became relaxed and melo. There music must of really got to me or something. It seemed to me like they have gone more depressed since the last time i heard them. After them the commons came on and i thought they did pritty good but they didnt get a crowd participation. people were just standing there like zombies. It was kinda funny to watch..hehe. After they went on It was our turn. We started the first song called &quot;everything&quot; and from out of no where i got this crazy boost of energy. I was Dansing, jumping around like an idiot, playing off stage, spinning around, and doing all sorts of junk. It was crazy. Even though barely anyone was there the people who saw us thought we were bad ass. It was so NEATO!! I had so much fun! When we got done we packed all our shit in the van and nates car and drove back home. Our drive back home was pritty funny because Mike (shanes dad) was drunk off his ass. He was saying some crazy shit I was laughing my ass off. Just seeing him like that made the ending of this story a happy one.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jun 2002 17:48:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my saturday (Partying with the rasta/punk family??)</title>
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  <description>When I arrived at the party things where going kinda slow. two 18 year olds where throwing fireworks into this bon fire that they made and everyone was pritty much everywhere.It was about 7:30 and everyone was complaining that the party sucked cause there was no beer or weed. I sure didnt mind. I kinda wanted to keep it clean for awhile cause i am trying to get a job since i have that bullshit warning thing going on. But n-e-who. 8:30 at night and the party is just getting started. People started bringing in there beer and weed. I pulled out my water bong and i started filling it up with water in the bathroom. This guy comes out of no where and was like &quot;Dude you have a water bong?&quot; and i was like &quot;yea&quot; then he was like &quot;i have kript you wanna smoke?&quot; and of caurse being the big stonner that i am i said &quot;hellz yea lets go!&quot; so we went in the back yard and smoked. I must say he had some really good stuff. after smokeing a couple bowls, more people started showing up with weed. So we formed a little circle and put everyons stash in the middle. There must of been about a half ounce in the middle. Everyone loved my pipe we passed it around and tried smoking everything in the pile while listening to Bob marley in the background. It was so beautiful! after awhile I started feeling the affects. I heard myself talking but i really couldnt hear anyone else talking. I saw people talking but i couldnt really hear them. I felt like i was in a bubble of some sort. I felt kinda lonely so i called nina and told her to come to the party. She finally arrived around 11:00 she brought groine, protistute, fat, and fats lover. They brought more weed too. That was beautiful. but n-e-who we smoked more and then went inside the house. After going inside it didnt feel like the rasta environment anymore. Instead of people smoking and listening to raggea. They where drinking beer and listening to old punk. I still didnt mind all that because in my mind everything was just so beautiful. People passed out on each other was such a beatiful thing to look at. Even just looking at the gum on my shoe was just so beautiful. I loved it. 1:00am something I think. nina says &quot;lets go&quot; so we all leave and start driving somewhere. we headed towards the beach and where trying to park. When we saw a police man so instead we just dipped and the police guy just pulls us over. I was scared shitlis. I was so stoned and so was everyone in the car, there was a waterbong in my pocket, the seat belts in the back seat where broken, we had a big stash of weed hidden in the seat cover, and the car didnt even belong to the driver, it was her mothers. The cop comes up and says &quot;liscence and registration&quot; so she just gives him all that good stuff then he says &quot;this is not your regristration this is your health card. &quot;where is your regristration&quot; then she looks in her glove department and finally pulls out her registration. then he says &quot;can you step out of the car please?&quot; Inside i was like oh shit we are busted I was so scared. I started remembering the whole day. First i almost get fired and now im gonna get arrested for possistion of weed and a bong, and not wearing a seat belt. Finally Fat gets back in the car and says &quot;we are free!&quot; All the cop wanted to do is just let her know that her liscense plate lights were not on. I felt so relieved i felt like i have escaped probably a year of jail time. It was ?:??am and finally we arive at fats lovers house and we stayed there for awhile. He had satilite tv so we watched porn the whole time. I could tell nina wasnt to happy to see all the lezbians and would prefer to see guys. But of caurse i didnt mind seeing chicks and neather did the other guys.More time has passed and we finally descide to leave. We were back on the road again and just like that ::SNAP!:: 11:00 am the phone rings i answere it and it was my boss saying that i better come to work that day or im fired. I was so home!! I really dont remember how i got home but thats pritty much what happen on my saturday</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jun 2002 16:31:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my saturday (bussing around)</title>
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  <description>After I got back from work I got a call from Amanda and she was like &quot;Get your ass to this party its gonna be the shit!&quot; I was like &quot;im there dude&quot; so she gave me the directions, I got ready and left my house to start this beautiful adventure. I waited at the bus stop while listening to snot on my cd walkman. Finaly the bus arives after waiting for 10 min. When I got in pritty much all the seats where taken. A family of 8 mexicans where sharing 4 seats that lean against the window. I had no choice but to stand next to the driver who looked really tired and sometimes seemed like he was getting ready to fall asleep. As i looked around I noticed that the fantastic 8 where looking at me like I was from some distant planet. I guess they have never seen a person wear long black shorts and a white t-shirt before, or maybe it could of been my colorful bracelets it didnt really matter to me that they stared at me. It just amazed me how they can stare at me for so long. You would think they would get tired of seeing you but i guess not. I finally get off at my stop and headed to the party.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jun 2002 15:57:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my saturday (Getting fired isnt fun)</title>
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  <description>Saturday was a day of being scared shitlis, and also one of the best days of my life. As far as i am concerned this day in my book will live in infamy. I arrived at precisly 11:35 to work (half an hour prior to what I was scheduled to come in). My boss sees me and says &quot;YOUR FIRED!! For not coming to work on friday&quot; I was like &quot;You cant fire me i was at the doctor!&quot; then he was like &quot;you better have a note then&quot; then i showed it to him and he was like &quot;you still could of came to work an hour late&quot; I told him i didnt see any point in that because then i would only work for 3 hours. So then he calmed down abit and gave me this sheet to sign pritty much saying that if i fuck up again im fired. so i signed and went back to work. DAMN IM GOOD!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jun 2002 21:30:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Back from the heart doc</title>
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  <description>I just got back from the heart doc, and i feel so relieved. They said that there is nothing wrong with me. So basicly the doc that told me I had heart murmur was full of shit. Other then that everything is just gravy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jun 2002 19:31:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>visiting the heart docter</title>
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  <description>today im going to the heart doc. The reason im going is because supposably i have heart murmur or something. Im kinda worried cause i dont know what they are gonna do to me. but it&apos;ll all be good once its done...hopefully</description>
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