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August 7, 2007 - Tuesday
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wonderer
Current mood: contemplative
I am a wonderer And that is what I do. Many will see me, many will hear and listen to me But few will know me. I am a wonderer who is never to find a home I am the one who disappears only to be seen briefly seen again years later Friends will wonder what happened to me, But I will not answer because I am long gone by the time they ask. I have many masks And once one has been worn it is locked away or burned I have many faces that I use on a daily bases And many mantles that I call my own. I may or may not be recognized If people care to even look My name remains the same but I change every day. No one is to see the same me twice. I have no long term friends No favors or money owed I have lost everyone from childhood to now
But I don't mind, people move on and I am no exception. I may have a mate who will travel with me But he may as well leave me Just as the others had But people change and he is no exception. Sometimes I feel pain Sometimes I feel joy Sometimes I feel fear, other times brave But I embrace everything I feel and everything I don't I must leave now but thank you for sitting down And listening to the words the wind has carried to you. Good bye and good luck, I don't know who you are But I hope we meet while wondering.
10:04 PM
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February 7, 2007 - Wednesday
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An anthropology assignment
Current mood: weird
I went on an anthropological exploration of the restroom in the C-building of my old high school Thousand Oaks High School since I had to be at the school anyways so I decided to use the facilities for educational purposes only! I pulled up a seat and started to observe. The first aspects of self expression to catch my attention were various phalluses dawn on the tile wall to my left. Some of them in varying states of arousal, others…not so much. The high quality "Never-Out" toilet paper dispenser was adorned with many affectionate declarations of love that were usually followed with some form of rebuttal along the lines of, "ew, no he's a fag". The metallic top of the dispenser had many etching for decoration, presumably made from keys or pens. Most of them were scratched out; however, simple shapes such as hearts and "xoxo" were still visible. A rather small statement on the door declared, "I hate you" to all users in simple yet elegant black Sharpie. This sparked my interest, so I investigated the next stall which stated, in the same elegant Sharpie, "I love you". I was hoping for the third stall to say something like, "You know, I am really desponded towards you." But alas there was nothing of the sort and I was left disappointed. There were also multiple tags with completely illegible letters scribed in the typical graffiti font. However I noticed these tags were from only two different groups and the markings generally overlapped each other in an attempt to cover up the other.
12:28 AM
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August 13, 2006 - Sunday
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a simple sonnet of love
Current mood: thankful
Just one last time let me hear you say those three little words. Those three little words that we'd say every night, before we went to sleep. So many years the words would be spoken so many years, the words heart-felt.
Just one last time let me hear you say, "over the door" Because that is where you wrote the words "I love you"
9:11 PM
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January 30, 2006 - Monday
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Humming bird
Little Humming bird flew into my house and landed on the floor. I took a step to the small creature and to my relief to the air it took, Then fell again a few feet away.
I took the humming bird into my hands to see its small eyes looking upon me in fright. The bird's small neck was flexing and painful chockes rippled its feathers.
The humming bird's wings beat violently in my hand It's weightless wings made no sound as they once used to. The entire tiny frame of this little bird contorted violently. The long narrows beak opened wide, too wide and blood quickly killed the space.
The humming bird relaxed It moved no more Blood still seeping out, So much blood for something so small.
7:43 PM
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November 24, 2005 - Thursday
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eight ball
Current mood: amused
TWO TOUGH QUESTIONS
Question 1:
If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?
Read the next question before looking at the answer for this one.
Question 2:
It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the facts about the three leading candidates.
Candidate A - Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologists. He's had two Mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.
Candidate B - He was kicked ou t of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.
Candidate C - He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.
Which of these candidates would be your Choice?
Decide first, no peeking, then scroll down for the answer.
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Candidate A: is Franklin D. Roosevelt. Candidate B: is Winston Churchill. Candidate C: is Adolph Hitler.
And, by the way, the answer to the abortion question: If you said yes, you just killed Beethoven.
Pretty interesting isn't it? Makes a person think before judging someone.
Never be afraid to try something new.
Remember: Amateurs built the Ark
Professionals built the Titanic
and in case you never saw this one..! ....
Can you imagine working for a company that has a little more than 500 employees and has the following statistics:
* 29 have been accused of spousal abuse * 7 have been arrested for fraud * 19 have been accused of writing bad checks * 117 have directly or indirectly bankrupted at least 2 businesses * 3 have done time for assault * 71 cannot get a credit card due to bad credit * 14 have been arrested on drug-related charges * 8 have been arrested for shoplifting * 21 are currently defendants in lawsuits * 84 have been arrested for drunk driving in the last year
Can you guess which organization this is?
Give up yet?
It's the 435 members of the United States Congress. The same group of idiots that crank out hundreds of new laws each year designed to keep the rest of us in line.
11:47 AM
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