on the way to work today, i saw a luxury car with a "god bless america" bumper sticker.....yes, god bless your lexus LS 400 indeed.

beautiful people piss me off. it's a tired comment, but it's a pain in the ass when some hot person, boy or girl, is complaining about how their life sucks. the one thing we can't truthfully ever improve on are our looks. we can lose weight, get nice clothes, develop better personalities, basically become über-cool, and have everyone want to be our friends - except if you have an ugly mug. you're screwed. you can't change that. plastic surgery is an option....but c'mon....that shit's too 90's. i'm not all that ugly, but this guy comes up to me last night and starts complaining about how all these 35-40 year old women keep hassling him because he looks like a rock star. all i could do was shut him up by telling the fucker he had a charmed life, and everything will always be easy for him, no matter what. this is especially irritating when girls do it. "oh, i'm so depressed, oh, life sucks, i'm so unhappy...."

yeah?


SHUT UP, BARBIE!

Got tell that fugly in the corner, who wishes she was you, that your life sucks! go tell her that you're depressed! get a fucking grip, and use what you got. People are Shallow Deal with it. i can appreciate the inner beauty of someone, trust me, i do a whole fuck of a lot. but i'm just as shallow as the next guy. if you're hot, or part of you is - use it! if you're not hot at all....then read a lot of books, and develop a great sense of humour.....you'll need it.

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The following quote was from Yahoo! news, which they apparently have now fixed. Too bad, cause it's a great typo:

"Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld on Monday accused Syria of carrying our tests involving chemical weapons over the past 12 to 15 months. He gave no details."

This goes along great with a joke my neighbor told me the other day:

Bush is on the phone with Shirac:

"We've gotta get Iraq! I know Saddam has nukes!"
"How do you know? How are you so sure?"
"I've got the reciepts right here!"

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The Invasion of Iraq - through the eyes and hearts of those plundering on:

Officers of the 101st Airborne Division said most of Saddam's Fedayeen fighters had dropped their weapons and fled.
"Ideally, we would kill them all," said Col. Joseph Anderson, a brigade commander of the 101st Division. "But if they choose to change their mind and flee, there's not much we can do."

"The preponderance of the Republican Guard divisions outside of Baghdad are now dead.", "We will continue to apply decisive pressure. We will continue to kill these guys until they give up," said U.S. Air Force Lt. Gen. Michael Moseley. "I find it interesting when folks say we're softening them up. We're not softening them up, we're killing them."

This guy's son has years of therapy ahead of him.

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Guess the dreams always end
They don't rise up just descend
But I don't care anymore
I've lost the will to want more
I'm not afraid, not at all
I watch them all as they fall
But I remember, when we were young
-i.c.

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in the words of collins, isn't it sad that past relationships have a way of sabotaging future ones?

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r.i.p. edwin starr.

it sucks that he died while the u.s./british led invasion of iraq flames on. last night at mod night vinny played 25 miles, while one hipster-chick danced by herself. it was kind of artistic in a way, but then again, i was only on beer 1. edwin had this to say about his life:

"I just take care of myself," he said. "I never drink. I've never been involved with drugs."

shit.....so i guess i've only got a few more years?

other than that - last night me and norad embarked to filene's basement to find the not-so-perfect pair of scenester jeans for me. the ones i got are made by swiss, of the army knife fame, and once washed, should be adequetly tight.

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when the hell am i going to grow up? if i keep up this lifestyle of go out at midnight, get sauced, stumble home at 2, pass out at 2:30, and wake up at 7 for work much longer, i'm gonna crash really bad. well, at least i'm finally "cool". it took me 26 years, and countless paychecks worth of shitty beer, but i think i'm finally accepted by a few of the scenesters. maybe now i can bask in this glory for a month or two, before i work up to the level of it being socially acceptable to get some fucking sleep. my head's swimming - my eyes ache - my skin is dry. boy, isn't partying on a weeknight fun? especially when it's 4 out of the 5 weeknights? shit.....i need to live not by myself, but with like 6 other people, and work a shitty crap job in my neighborhood or something. enough of this cubicle crap. it's seriously cramping my style.

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