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Tuesday, December 6th, 2005
2:22 am
UNDEAD
does anyone use this anymore? am i still alive? if i am.....
Monday, August 4th, 2003
2:52 am
Monday, July 28th, 2003
10:25 pm
Monday, July 14th, 2003
12:14 am
Sunday, July 6th, 2003
1:42 am
Thursday, June 26th, 2003
2:13 am
What a Wonderful World
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"

I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world

Current Mood: indescribable
Monday, June 9th, 2003
5:44 pm
Saturday, May 3rd, 2003
12:21 pm
Mental Capacity Test
The following short quiz consists of 4 questions and tells whether you are qualified to be a "professional". Scroll down for each answer.




The questions are not that difficult.









Questions:

1. How do you put a giraffe into a refrigerator?
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The correct answer is:
Open the refrigerator door, put in the giraffe and close the door.

This question tests whether you tend to do simple things in an overly complicated way.

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2. How do you put an elephant into a refrigerator?
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Wrong Answer:
Open the refrigerator door, put in the elephant and close the refrigerator.

Correct Answer:
Open the refrigerator, take out the giraffe, put in the elephant and close the door.

This tests your ability to think through the repercussions of your actions.

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3. The Lion King is hosting an animal conference. All the animals attend except one.
Which animal does not attend?
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Correct Answer:
The Elephant.
The Elephant is in the refrigerator.
This tests your memory. OK, even if you did not answer the first three questions correctly, you still have one more chance to show your abilities.
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4. There is a river you must cross. But it is inhabited by crocodiles. How do you manage it?
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Correct Answer:
You swim across. All the Crocodiles are attending the Animal Meeting.

This tests whether you learn quickly from your mistakes.
According to Andersen Consulting Worldwide, around 90% of the professionals they tested got all questions wrong.
But many preschoolers got several correct answers.
AndersonConsulting says this conclusively disproves the theory that most professionals have the brains of a four year old.
Wednesday, April 2nd, 2003
1:07 pm
Saturday, March 29th, 2003
12:29 pm
yo, this fallen angel could stitch a wing with a shoestring
prime directive selects reflective aviation bathed in mood swing
I'm broke; I know a walking corpse that spit icicle dagger to slit throat
quicker than you can prove there's four letters in hope (h...o...p...e)
I paint a portrait of myself, bored life inside the tortoise shell
tortured, orbiting Hell's orchid, intrigued but not compelled
I smell a hint of charred child flesh sweeping through my corridor
more than one canteen, a liquid caffeine and eclipse the slaughters
now ? is the villain of my Kabuki hologram
as I hobble with hollow hands, please pin the nozzle
we see intent to reinvent dream application with homage to ancients
but honor modern replacements circling now basics, fresh
I'm Bilbo Baggins, with stilts tippin' the peatree dish
beached fish on the shores with a feast of wits eats the corpse
divy the servings and study the traits that deemed killer breed credible
that's a harp of a different color, yeah, but the song remains identical
I am not a crook (crook)
I cook the wick at both ends just to blend that element of chance with my
tight rope leaf
life, sight beyond, I reign where hunger pain got begone
elong to something civil saint 'cause this Rembrandt paints on
and it's a tall canvas, lodged in the gut of Atlantis
I'm pretend(?), impressive lungs, some truly learn what a death chant is
I alone personify man kinds collective soul
as the result of one angry Zeus fist blistering pulp cult evoked
face it, place it on the shelf next to the portrait Mommy gave you
and the day it rains but y'all pose by the slave ship anyway (how sweet)
make it rain 'till the lead be grain
my face is a combine of Father Tom and his sweetest concubine
whine, and it saddens me like televised casualties
I'll be hung in the village square in exactly five minutes
you don't want to miss it
I've been soaking up my discontent regarding the equation
I'm officially closed for consultation

I float
when everyone around me's busy drowning

Current Mood: refreshed
Friday, March 21st, 2003
12:38 am
my name is Jonesy.
Monday, March 17th, 2003
10:37 am
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CRYSTAL!!!
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Wednesday, March 12th, 2003
10:09 pm
9:42 pm
HI
HELLO
Friday, February 14th, 2003
4:45 pm
Wednesday, February 12th, 2003
3:42 am
You spend too much time on the computer when...
1. Someone at work tells you a joke and you say "LOL" out loud.

2. If you are male and see a female in the "Real" world that you wish to meet, your first thought is to IM her.

3. If you are female and you see a male in the "Real" world that you wish to meet, your first thought is that you wish he'd IM you.

4. When at work, your boss constantly reminds you that the word i should be capitalized.

5. You find yourself sneaking away to the computer in the middle of the night when your spouse is asleep.

6. You turn down the lights & close the blinds so people won't know you're on-line again.

7. You have an identity crisis if someone is using a screen name close to your own.

8. You would rather tell people that your bloodshot eyes are from partying too much than the truth (online all night).

9. Your dog leaves you.

10. You wake up in the morning and the first thing you do is get online before you have your first cup of coffee.

11. You wait 6 hours online for a certain person to come home from work.

12. You don't know where the time has gone.

13. Your relationship online has gone farther than any real one you have had.

14. You type faster than you think.

15. You type messages to people while you are on the phone with them at the same time.

16. You don't want to leave in case you miss something.

17. You check your E-mail and forget you have real mail (a.k.a. snail mail .

18. You stop speaking in full sentences.

19. You double click your TV remote .

20. You dream in "text".
Saturday, February 8th, 2003
1:36 am
Fuck you teeth
my mouth hurts. the bleeding never ends. im swollen. lotsa pain pills and steriods. i hate the taste of blood. i guess i would rather taste my blood than some one else's though. i slept a lot today. i yelled at a lot of people too. ooops. kfc mashed potatoes are wondeful. saved my life. i'm gonna go choke on my own blood now. fuck you.
Tuesday, February 4th, 2003
4:09 pm
In slipped rhythm
Fed a cycle bound by dilemma-debting vendetta
Escaped briefly back to my apartment
Parked in front the fan
And reminesce about the day I ran a mile with your heart in my hand
'Tesants get the New York home game
With real life shoot-em-up action
Thug, vagrant, yuppie, and art
Free game piece all included
I told this cat the earth was flat
He walked till his beard grew long enough to strangle himself for being stupid
Brick-a-back novelty
Spliced with that sixth pack odyssey
Godspeed Tequilla worm future, be concerned
My feelings spread across the land reporting avalanche sightings
While my introverted side is flying cadavers on kite strings
I'ma never give, I'm juiced off ejection
I'm stubborn as a thousand born agains avoiding questions
From the alpha to the sand
I bake the date up for my pledge
To 'bay the traitor in the twice-forgotten favors that he bled
Not a creature stirred, it reaks of subway metal
Feather lecture journalist chin on fish shenanigans
Recording mayhem with voices
Benefit to break room
Mummified manequins with future cleanse adamant
And skeleton in cabinet
This a Malcom circus, got a ring of fire
Just big enough to shove my purpose in a circle
I'm known to dip dusk in a broken city curfew
Release the hounds and see which one can tractor trail and serve you SUCKA!
I lay the Lord down upon its belly
With my foot dug in between the third and fourth disk
Yelling 'Break yo'self!'
I'm the actualized data commission past penny tip jar donation
Been arranged, made by the farfetch from stability
Took a heart pledge early on
Bled onto the drum doser
Plow in the metronome, home
Lone caddy corner to cock-eyed sound booster
Sensation'll leave siesomgraph stabbin away on stone tablets
To sketch up out your future
I drifted out the main spelunking unit with watered down sand
But have canceled developed, courtesy America
Land of the free base
Home of the triplicate grill character
My sorta sideways tilt called pinball blinker
It citizens wander through ex-warrants steady bleed
With dilapadated winter jacket
I rock a crooked lid piece
A sweat a bit to make my Wookie ends meet
Pascifist willing to step into a friend's beef if needed
Wing clipper, I hierarch compassionate
Where they whine on some 'Daddy's gonna kill Ralphy' shit
Sucked the proverbial silver spoon to the parents quit apparently
Parasol spinnin casually like 'I'm an artist, please don't laugh at me'
Ok, time to buckle the fuck down
Side of the wobbly system back to original form, pumpkin
You can catch the memoir in several dimensions
The joy of life logic, don't employ the spite process
Hence, your plight botches
Friday, January 24th, 2003
1:28 am
yeah so it's been quite a while since i wrote in here. i dont have much to say. im pretty quiet. my store is closing in less than a week. i'm getting all misty eyed over it. not really, i cant wait untill it closes. i get some time off to be white trash. no more nagging old ladies. no more getting up early. well, i was going to steves house tonight when i went to my car....IT WOULDN"T START. "mother fucker" i said to myelf and everyone else. my battery died. jesus christ. oh well. happy little dre gave me a ride to steves because he wants to get in my boxers. on the way to steves we went to newbury comics where i made an ass of myself. i dropped the rocky box set behind the little computer thing. i looked around and i thought no body saw me, exept for one girl who had to make a comment about it. "fuck me" i said. anyway.....me and steve went to dave and busters tonight. it was fun. we played gay ticket games and i won a lot of gay stuffed animals. after our date, steve drove me home and jump started my car for me. what a sweetheart. i love that kid. i have tomorrow off. i think i'm gonna go to work tomorrow to finish cleaning some stuff. i gotta get my check anyway. then i guess im going to the movies with some people. it should be some sort of fun. well im gonna go finish watching the weird naked mermaid vampire movie...LATER

Current Mood: drunk
Thursday, January 9th, 2003
1:56 am
UPDATE
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