Monday, 6. January 2003

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radiohead - vegetable

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piqued...

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thank god he shaved for the pic.


w3nisT: 9.2 You are hotter than 90% of men on this site! misterhavoc: wha? w3nisT: thats my rating w3nisT: on hotornot misterhavoc: sexy w3nisT: well yea i know w3nisT: the internet tells me so misterhavoc: give me your link w3nisT: www.hotornot.com)www.hotornot.com misterhavoc: thats photoshopped dude w3nisT: so not misterhavoc: theres no way your that hot misterhavoc: heh w3nisT: haha w3nisT: naah its not


 
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Friday, 3. January 2003

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x

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x

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hot tip: invest in babies.


ugh. i hate being old. and not just feeling old, but being outdated and past my prime already. i pick up the paper and read about some little sod, 15 years old with a magazine she built from the ground up with thousands of subscribers in little under a year. then i turn over to some circle-jerk link list about some other 14 sod with a fucking 'port_folio_' using the same shitty trends (that sadly enough I contemplate) and being enlisted into the elit(ist)e ranks of some webdesign team in sweden. fuck talent and experience; it's all about the buzz and trendwhoring and whatnot. i get so fucking frustrated and for what? some pimply-ass kid who gets hand jobs from unemployed skinny white guys with bald heads and moby glasses griping about clients and rips and pixel-dragging and 45 degree angles. maybe because i'm not ethnic enough for my own good to be on oprah touting crap about how people need to be nice to each other and how to apply make-up correctly (More is never less!) mayeb because i can't see myself in 10 years doing what it is that i love because my dreams will always have that twinge of inadequacy from the fact it took me a college degree and a few lame-ass internships to get enough socks to fill up crotch enough and get the slight opportunity to finally do what it is that that i say and thus fulfil everything in my life.

or maybe because i wish i was that kid.

nah. just those fevers again. and oprah's lame anyways.


 
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Monday, 30. December 2002

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my headache

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disoriented

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yeah, this already sucks.


I am such a loser. I feel like crap, and I haven’t been outside of my house in days now. Doesn’t help that I got sick too. Then I enjoyed getting yelled at by my parents. I waited too long to apply to college, I should have done this earlier, things are going to be ten times as tough once I get into college, you can’t live like this in college, and the like. Makes me wonder if I should even bother at all. I don’t want to settle and end up at UT, but I know I can’t really afford it to go anywhere else. And apparently my parents and my guidance counselor have no faith in me and my abilities (or lack thereof). I’ve just been fooling myself into believing I could do I guess; I just can’t cut it, ever. I don’t even know what I want to do with my life. You know what. Screw them. I can do it. I know I’m not perfect; I’m not my sister. But not everyone in college is perfect. Fuck, not everyone in life is perfect. I should stop worrying. I should stop being paranoid. I should probably stop talking to myself. Man, these fevers wont go away. Just to take a step backwards, though: my Christmas was okay. Spent time with my family, which is always nice. Got some kind of strange gifts from my family. Got some cool books and music though. I had to pick out most of it for my parents, but the new Wilco CD is good. As is Doves’ The Last Broadcast. Played some Cranium. Fun stuff. I suck at humming though. I've been such a slacker; I didn't even bathe today. Nice.


 
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Monday, 9. December 2002

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x

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dead

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jambalaya.


Another paper "put to bed." Sometimes I wonder why the heck I do this to myself. I'm exhausted, cranky, and really ticked off about something. But I do love this. With all mi corazon. And it's not just so I can see my name in print.


 
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Tuesday, 3. December 2002

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mrs. wedgeworth

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amused

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why i heart ari.


Q: Ari, The Washington Post reports that Harvey John McGeorge of Woodbridge, Virginia, is one of the Americans on the United Nations inspection team in Iraq, despite what the Post reports -- and this is a quote -- "he played a leadership role in sado-masochist sex clubs like the Leather Leadership Conference, where he teaches courses on sex slaves and techniques including knives, ropes and choking devices." And my question is, does the President believe it is good for the United States to be represented by this sado-masochist?

MR. FLEISCHER: Lester, I think any questions about the composition of the inspection team need to be addressed to the United Nations --

Q: I just want to know, how does the President feel. You obviously, and he read The Washington Post, you know about this. How does he feel? Does he think it's a good idea for America to be represented on this inspection team by this man?

MR. FLEISCHER: The President feels as I indicated, that the question of the selection of the inspectors is something that needs to be addressed to the United Nations.

  • whitehouse.gov transcripts.

 
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by sereshacer @ 7/31/03, 11:32 AM

I kinda hate myself.


do you know what my life consists of lately? liveing through other people's livejournals. do you have any idea how freaking sad that is? well, you might, if you're reading this. oh wait. nobody reads my weblog. it's mine, and I wouldn't even want to fucking read it. only 24 days. that sucks, ...
by sereshacer @ 7/22/03, 12:30 PM

i crawled out from under the rock.


I finally saw X2. quite superb. I enjoyed it a lot. now, on the matrix reloaded. and then riding a bike. and then, and only then, will I be a teen-age kid.
by sereshacer @ 6/24/03, 3:16 PM

all is wrong, part two.


why are people like this? you know who you are. Supreme Court upholds affirmative action. how many years are we going to have to fight this one now? when will the white guilt end? when will we act equal? Ari (my hero) is being replaced by Scott McLellan, or however its spelled. ...
by sereshacer @ 6/23/03, 1:06 PM

s*wang gets hax0red.


(click to make it larger)(and compare to issue one and two) sad irony: instead of making my sister's wedding invitation, I did this instead today.
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