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Saturday, February 09, 2008
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Resolved
Current mood: apathetic
Category: Life
So I guess I'm going after restitution now, since the fucker has no job to speak of nor much of any income save the percap the Mille Lacs people get. But perhaps I can go and snatch that shit up on the bottom feeding cock smoking peter puffer. 
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Currently
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Band of Brothers
Release date: 05 November, 2002
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Friday, February 08, 2008
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So It Sucks To Be Poor Huh, Yeah Fuckin Right
Current mood: cynical
Category: Life
"The Best Defense Is Having No Money"
Old Lawyer Saying
3:33 PM
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Tribal Courts Fuckin Suck
Current mood: pissed off
Category: Life
I just found out that I should not pursue the matter in Tribal Court up in Mille Lacs. Those fuckers take care of their own those motherfuckers. So I'm gonna pursue it in Personal Injury at the County Level. Man does law suck. Such fuckin loop holes and if the fucker has no money to take then your just fucked. Oh Fuckin Well HUH? What Fuckin Bullshit
11:58 AM
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God Damn Indians!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Current mood: infuriated
Category: Life
Ya know Indians SUCK! Now I have to fuckin find a god damn Tribal Law Practicioner cuz it happened up on a reservation. Isn't that a mother fucker eh? Just fuckin what I need man. Well at least my search for a qualified attorney is narrowed quite a bit. But ain't that a fuckin kick in the balls with a fuckin roller-skate.
I'm begining to hate Indians more and more. Fuck Sovergein Rights man! I want fuckin justice. What the fuck is wrong with this fuckin world folks??? If this happened off the rez I'd have lawyers knocking down my fuckin door to represent me and get a cut of the spoils. Now I might not get any fuckin compensation at all. What a bunch of fuckin unjust bottom feeding grab-asstic amphibian shit!!! Argh! Stupid Fuckin Indians!!!!!!!!!This is bullshit man, god damn Indians! FUCK
11:07 AM
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Tuesday, February 05, 2008
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No Longer Jobless Skoop Yo 1995 Check My Style Out!!!
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
Things are finally turning around for ole James ya'll. I finally got a job at the Oneida Casino for the advertising dept as a Concierge. I'll be a part of the info hub and promo's that go on about the Casino and shit. Yay I'll have positive and continuous income coming in. Plus I'll be going to school full time as well.
Peace and Love James
7:29 PM
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Wednesday, January 23, 2008
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I Punched Him With My Words
Current mood: enlightened
I punched him with my words it was something he couldn't cope I punched him with my words his intellect was not dope I punched him with my words and his mind was already shriven I punched him with my words it was something he was not used to I punched him with my words so he had to use a log to punch me back I punched him with my words my logic made all but sense I punched him with my words his mind was already rent I punched him with my words he did not understand I punched him with my words so he had to fuck up my hand I punched him with my words his intent was readily known I punched him with my words his rep was on the line I punched him with my words no honor was in his blows I punched him with my words my honor was by far more known I punched him with my words he was a coward and everyone knew I punched him with my words so he took me down in front of his crew I punched him with my words it's how I know to fight I punched him with my words on a dark and winter's night I punched him with my words and block his blows did I I punched him with my words much my blood did fly I punched him with my words the outcome was quite clear I punched him with my words my death it was so near I punched him with my words she sicked him like a dog I punched him with my words that night it was in fog I punched him with my words my father taught me how I punched him with my words my father I almost met and how I punched him with my words it's all I know to do I punched him with my words it's what I learned in school I punched him with my words my rightous tone was firm I punched him with my words in the snow lay I in turn I punched him with my words broken bleeding torn and fraught I punched him with my words it was quite all for naught I punched him with my words a civilized man am I I punched him with my words take my life oh yes he tried I punched him with my words the irony does not escape I punched him with my words in prison his ass they'll rape
3:08 AM
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Pappa Fire
Current mood: awake
Category: Writing and Poetry
Snap, Crackle and Pop aren't rice crispies Snap, Crackle and Pop are FIRE Fire is alive and well in my woodstove I tend it's appetite every night Fire is alive in my woodstove and I love it with every Snap, Crackle Poppin Delight Yes I get all choked up and yes this poem is rhymey Yes I love fire in my stove and I roast marshmallows all the timey Pappa Fire is his name I pray to him every day Pappa Fire is his name and he keeps me warm, with the permission of my Lady Snap, Crackle and Pop are my friends they keep me safe and sound Snap, Crackle and Pop are my friends and if they play too hard they burn my cabin down My rez is where they keep me, safe is where I wanna be My rez is where they keep me, with my family This may shock and shake the laws of physics they make but my fire is alive and well Pappa Fire is always hungry, and consume oh yes, oh yes he will Pappa Fire is always hungry and his friends aren't Jack and Jill Pappa Fire has been my friend for aeon's, his song is hot and bright Papa Fire has been my friend, throughout the longest night For the longest night is upon me, my lady she is far away Papa Fire is my oldest friend, and keeps the wolves at bay
Inspired by the film: Bomb The System
2:32 AM
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Monday, January 21, 2008
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Don’t Pass Me By
Current mood: eccentric
Category: Writing and Poetry
Don't pass me by in the night, I may seem asleep; But before I dream, I felt your passage between the worlds; Many times in the night, I feel the pull in my heart guiding me towards you; Inside I feel the power grow, towards your soul; Basking in the elation of a new discovery, what shadows hide is irrelevant; All will be revealed, a light will fall upon our brow; I feel your presence when your not near, sometimes I shed a single tear; The grace of our elders fills us nigh, to each we gather still more allies; Teachers come in many forms, and weather through many storms; Nor wasting moments, ignoring time, a serene embrace is sooo sublime; One kiss one touch, is all it took, for you to read me like a book
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Currently
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The Mosquito Coast
By
Paul Theroux
Release date: 01 June, 2006
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Saturday, January 19, 2008
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The Evil That Men Do
Current mood: adored
Category: Life
Folks who hurt other people and thrive off it are evil. Hurting others is the opposite of cool. So now I don't even like to watch it happening on T.V. It's easy to be ambivalent about violence when it doesn't happen to you. But upon it's introduction to your life it changes one. The evil that men do sickens me...
10:56 PM
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Tuesday, January 15, 2008
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What’s So Cool About Hurting Someone?
Current mood: stressed
Category: Life
Will the fucker try and hurt me and Michelle when he's inside the prison? Or when he gets out? What a fuckin mess. This is so lame...
11:01 PM
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