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This calls for the great mighty poo song.

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or this one it's better

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damn hes too clever..,

Eh... hugs don't suit me--they're the tools of traitors (ever seen Gladiator?).

what

Whoops. Damn it, Mike, no.

Dude. @^%T&#%*(#@@#$%!%^*&*. DID I JUST SHITCAN ONE GIRL ENTIRELY TO BE MADE AWARE OF MY EUNUCH STATUS WITH ANOTHER AGAIN??? WHAT THE FRIG??? Maybe it's just tonight.

my life rocks but it sucks
my life sucks but it rocks

i am bored i shall play spiderman which i have already beaten (a very good game) but sadly i know the entire movie now.

Thats what you get for trying to censor the blog

[This post was originally written correctly, but because of a certain Daniel Molina, I've replaced all words with their appropriate homonym (if there was one). NOTE: Anything within these brackets were not subject to the homonym changes so... hah! I didn't forget you crazy bums!]

Ewe no.... eye was gonna brake my promise and not cum back two rant and rave like a lunatic again, butt this was moor than enough two get my spirits back up again (oar wood they bee down again? Well, know matter...)
Looks like weave all bin eating my cookies four to long--witch are laced with cyanide buy the weigh. This looks very similar two a message eye wrote sum time ago. Butt it was written two myself... unfortunately, I'm a crazy duck and eye ended up righting it two others, to. Go figure.

If eye can bee one of the first critics hear, eyed like only two say that this stuff is good. Eye may not agree with all things (oar any things) said hear, butt its still all good. It teaches a lesson. That lesson is simple:
We're -w a t c h i n g- ewe... and as soon as ewe make a wrong move.... POW! Yore foot is bean eaten buy carnivorous plants with faces that look like Sherman Tanks. OK, maybe that's only me, butt beewhere--Joe is the crazy won. I'm just the guy who makes it up four the approval of his peers, write Emilio?

Oh, if eye cud own my own lot inn Hell... I'd cell time shares! And with that, eye end the would their. Hole arms whir lost in the war four my soul. Eye hope two God my math was write.

A rough draft of things to come.

The Mistake Manifesto

At this point, I have realized there is something I need to correct, a condition which Ihave allowed to persist for far too long. Firstly, let me say that anyone entering my house, please be aware that you will be held subject to a measure. I have been truant in a grave responisibility. I have been a terrible role model for those I most sought to help. And I have gone to great lengths to avoid knowledge of this fact. I can no longer do this. When anyone of you steps into my household, I will hold you supremely accountable for your actions. Whether you are right or wrong, good or bad, there are consequences to it. Don't think I believe you to be terrible people. That would be wrong, because trust me, I am the worst of all. I believe you all to be a talented group of people, potentially some of the best in existence. Something, though, I noticed in my brother. I believe my brother choses to focus on the cons of our behavior. I broke the rule that never the twain should meet. Many of us possess a sense of tiredness, the fatigue and exhaustion of work, the indifference created by college, the poor work habits degenerated over the years. These signs I see developing in my brother. And I have no one to blame but myself. For years now, I have impeded his growth as an individual. The aura I cast about me hs prevented him from accessing some of his own potential for achievement, success, and growth. The weaknesses I have fostered have begun to cloud his own view and perspective on things. The negativity, cynicism, sarcasm, indifference toward the world. I feel myself and sometimes all of us have been a contributing source to this.

And for a good four years now and running I have tried to avoid this. Tried t avoid the reality of the situation as well. And now I believe I may have done more harm than good. My cowardice is inexcusable and unforgivable. My job was to overlook my brother and set a good example for his growth and education. I am now no longer conducive to this goal. And this has been at the heart of the problem. I will face the problem head on. I thought I could do the best by doing the best for them. This won't work. I have to continue to be my best for their sake. And avoiding the fact that there is a problem has not done that.

As I have said, there will be changes. I will not be defeated by the future. I will not slow down. I will not be made obsolete. For as long as I can resist this, I will. I may still be wrong. I may be trying to solve this wrong. But I have seen the worst end for a long time. And by not having changed it earlier, I will fail myself and those most important to me. The destructive sense of humor as well. Pervasive and morally degrading. By running away and avoiding the problem, I may have missed many opportunites to solve it. It's not about me. It's about something larger.

Among the things to change.

I figure eventually you will all get wind of this.

For some of you mentioned below, you likely may not notice a change. Still, I feel this is relevant to be said, and part of those four long years.

Dan, Chris. You guys just frustate me. For some reason, I always think you both could do better. Chris, you are just one of the most dangerous people in the galaxy to me. Entirely accidental, but I can't allow that. Things will get bad for both of us if you tempt the self-preservation instinct twice. Oh yeah. I am not thankful for your actions Junior year. Regardless of how it helped, I did not like it. But. I don't regret it. I'm just going to keep making sure no trouble from you comes my way. Dan, there is a lot of friction between us. Maybe on account of Junior year. I think ah well. Maybe things change sometime soon? Just don't expect too much on my part. I really like who I am, and the direction I am going. I wonder if you are, as well. That's important, man. If not, try to make sure you are. I remember, though, onetime I told you if you end up like the people you went to school with, it will be a problem. I saw it once, and I still remember. I haven't stopped watching. You know the danger that exists if you were like that once. You can do better than that, though. Why give up? You and Chris are both capable of anything you want to be capable of.

Emilio, I continuously underestimate you. That's weak of me. I'll look forward to hearing what you can do.

Tom, much respect for you. You're impressive. Excuse me if I breeze a sigh of relief for not having to deal with you everyday, though. I don't think I could take it.
Leonard, I can't allow you to continue. I'm disappointed. I expected better of you. Well, you lucked out. But I seriously am not sure what you are capable of. If, however, like Ignatius, I let someone I can't in good conscience allow to continue acting, I have to do something. I think that might apply to you, Len. Is their a moral and ethical standard to your actions? I think not if one looks closer. Better work on that. There are people in the world, better know what you are doing. I don't know whether to wish you are happy or not at the college you end up at. No. Of course I do. I hope you are very happy there.

Nikki, why are you here? Well, if you don't see this, I'll tell it to you. You'll know one way or the other. Maybe it's because you called me an asshole, or because Pokey suggested I do things the right way, but I think you are right in thinking a friendship is something worth salvaging, though. However, we were never friends. That seems likes a good place to start.

To Will, who started me on a road to higher education 4 yours ago, which still has yet to stop. I'm still only beginning to understand the things you talked about. Whatever happens to you, I appreciate your knowledge that you shared with me.

For the rest, I hope you all can forgive me, but I will hold you all accountable when you cross the threshold into my world. Please help if you see the opportunity, I want to make a difference. Perhaps the key to solving this problem is to change the approach. That's what I'm trying to do.

If you thinkin' I hit some hard times, you ain't seen nothing yet. As for my cookies, where do you think I get the inspiration to write those god awful fortunes? The well of depravity has to lie somewhere... and if you ask me, it's still a long way to rock bottom... I'll come back to rant some more...

Mister Misfortune sounds like he has hit some hard times. That's what happens when you eat your own mis-fortune cookies.

Industrial waste, cash, hoes? Damn New Jersey. That's not style or gangster. That's just poverty in an industrialized futuristic hellhole.

People need to learn to live for something other than themselves. Our course life will not be as good when you live only for yourself. There is no satisfaction to be found in such pursuits, because any goal is easily obtained. Is fulfillment through others? I don't know, because it can't be through everybody. Maybe fullfillment and contentment are found through certain people, or a person. Random musing.

Heh, I don't think so. Only people on Soul Train are pimps and their half-naked hoes. So, if you're not a half-naked woman willing to dance on a stage for your pimp, don't try. 'Cuz you ain't no pimp.

Damn Nick at Nite. Both Bill Cosby and those freakin' drunks on Cheers have a chokehold on my eyes. You know that the most expensive college at that time was only 17 G's INCLUDING room and boarding?

Damn reality sucks. Such a burden for the American working man. And, of course, when I say "American working man", I mean lazy bastard that sits on his ass telling himself that he won't be a failure. Well, off to the night life of New Jersey--more dirty hoes and industrial waste to collect!

Happy End!

he may have more d
ance moves than the locomotion, but is he good enough for soul train?

Sexier than a speeding bullet? More dance moves than the locamotion? Able to pick up and leave with a girl from a dance in a single bound?
You draw your own conclusions.

Coincidental? I think not.