i have the cape. i make the fucking whoosh noises!

b.l.o.g.

::sigh::

according to mtv.com dave chappelle spotted in ohio. ohio? fucking ohio? what in god’s name is in ohio? yes, yes, i know hoosiers! (i may or may not have a soft spot for that movie…) but still…ohio is pretty fucking far away from comedy central studios, ya heard?

that said, i just acquired the season 2 dvd and it is by far one of the most hilarious things ever. scooter & i watched about 2 episodes last night, post-renaissance recital (which rocked, btw), before being forced to succumb to sleepytime (read: lola amusing herself at my expense while i lay prone time).

crazy or not, dave chappelle is one funny-ass motherfucker. ya heard.

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justice is served.

i have to say, that’s one of the few times i’ve been totally thrilled to leave a job. heh.

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i watched the change…in you…
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there’s this gulf between us…it’s been there a while now. and you know, it used to be i could at least see you on the other side — the vague outline of you meager solace for the loneliness swallowing everything up. but with each passing day, i feel the distance growing. the chasm lengthens, widens, deepens…and you are obscured in a haze of fading memories and bitter loss. i know you’re there, just on the other side, just out of reach…so close. and there’s nothing i can do to breach the distance. i feel, i fear, i feel fear…afraid, i don’t know for certain if that fundamental link between us can be repaired once broken, if perchance it is mended, will it be the way it was before? or will it remain forever changed? miserably, i go on doubting, fearing…wondering.

it used to be you and me, always. for years and years. my nearest and dearest; and there was a time when words were not needed in the comfort of familiar understanding. now, i hear the words lost between us in the fog of change, echoing dully as they fall around me — empty. confusion and polite regard, choking out everything i try to say. obscurity. is this growing apart? growing up? growing into new people, new lives that encase us like new skin, with no room for each other? is it the end?

the chasm is not rejection, not mere discontent, these things can be remedied. but this? this…it’s amorphorous and confusing. it is a difference, an alteration, unspoken but sensed. it is change and loss and emptiness. did i do something wrong? did you? did we?

do you feel it too?

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took the words right out of my mouth
5.25.05 at 7:16 pm

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ho-ly shit. amy keyishian is clearly reading my mind…or i’m reading hers. or something.

Let me just start by admitting that I feel deep hatred for many unworthy subjects, simply because I was born with an overabundance of ire. I hate all sorts of stuff that’s not really worth it: Mini Coopers, the word “node,” flip-flops, Seinfeld, stirrup pants, tanning salons and the entire city of San Francisco. Hate. Why? Dunno. Just hate.
Mostly, though, I hate John Mayer. In this case, I do know why. I hate him because he sucks. I hated him from the moment I heard that song he became famous for, “Your Body is a Wonderland.”

whoa. i couldn’t have said it better, myself!

also, fuck you, john mayer!

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at 6:58 pm

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waiting…waiting…waiting… waiting in line. waiting for an answer. waiting for the question. waiting for an end. waiting for another chance. waiting for the outcome. waiting for a beginning. waiting it out. waiting always lasts so long. waiting for an opening. waiting for something. waiting for nothing. waiting for everything. waiting for anything. waiting is the hardest part. waiting and waiting and waiting…waiting for it to come. waiting for you. waiting for a sign. waiting with bated breath. waiting with great anticipation. waiting with dread. waiting with trepidation. waiting with excitement. waiting with hope…with hope for…with hope for…something nothing everything anything. and waiting…and waiting…and waiting… waiting for me. waiting for clarity, for direction, for contentment, for change, for understanding, for acceptance, for love, for hate, for something good, for something disastrous, for indifference, for feeling, for…for…something nothing everything anything. and waiting…and waiting…and waiting…

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take that, bitch!
at 6:18 pm

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one of the dumbest people i have heard about, just got exactly what her stupid ass deserved.

i mean, clearly the wench has *major issues* and the like. and i’m sure there are medications for that — but does someone like this really need to be on drugs? anyway…issues and retardation aside, i say she should pay. fines, time served, and maybe public flogging as penance for everyone having to see that damned scary-ass dead eye face of hers plastered everywhere. and also for trying to blame her idiocy on a “hispanic” — fuck that shit!

yes, i’m sure planning a wedding — ::gag:: — is very stressful and whatnot. and i know more than anyone just how hard ending a complicated relationship is — or any relationship, for that matter. but come the fuck on, faking your own abduction? that’s just so not worth it.

and it looks like she’s not gonna get away with it, either:

The felony charge carries a maximum sentence of five years in prison, said Gwinnett County District Attorney Danny Porter. The other count carries a penalty of up to a year.

well, at least, not entirely:

Several state and county agencies already said they will not ask her to reimburse them for a total of $10,000 spent in additional search costs. But the city of Duluth is seeking repayment of about $40,000; Duluth mayor Shirley Lassetter said her city attorney has been in negotiations with Wilbanksâ€™ attorney, Lydia Sartain.

if she wanted time away to “think” and deal with her personal issues, it looks like she just might get it.

man, some people. and if i were this hobag’s fiance, and she flew the coop on me, i’d think ‘good riddance!’ to be free of such a clearly psychotic freak. but then again, maybe that’s why the poor schmuck was with her? birds of a feather and all that…

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justice is served. i have to say, that’s one of the few times i’ve been totally thrilled to leave a job. heh.

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Thursday, May 26th, 2005

there’s this gulf between us…it’s been there a while now. and you know, it used to be i could at least see you on the other side — the vague outline of you meager solace for the loneliness swallowing everything up. but with each passing day, i feel the distance growing. the chasm lengthens, widens, […]

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Wednesday, May 25th, 2005

ho-ly shit. amy keyishian is clearly reading my mind…or i’m reading hers. or something. Let me just start by admitting that I feel deep hatred for many unworthy subjects, simply because I was born with an overabundance of ire. I hate all sorts of stuff that’s not really worth it: Mini Coopers, the word “node,” […]

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Wednesday, May 25th, 2005

waiting…waiting…waiting… waiting in line. waiting for an answer. waiting for the question. waiting for an end. waiting for another chance. waiting for the outcome. waiting for a beginning. waiting it out. waiting always lasts so long. waiting for an opening. waiting for something. waiting for nothing. waiting for everything. waiting for anything. waiting is the […]

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Wednesday, May 25th, 2005

one of the dumbest people i have heard about, just got exactly what her stupid ass deserved. i mean, clearly the wench has *major issues* and the like. and i’m sure there are medications for that — but does someone like this really need to be on drugs? anyway…issues and retardation aside, i say she […]

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