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[11 Nov 2009|12:02pm] |
was chillin on my monitor when I woke up this morning
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| you're sending me home early? oh no! anything but that |
[31 Oct 2009|06:26am] |
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McDonald's grease traps are supposed to be emptied twice a day. There's four of them and they each have about a quart of grease in them when full. So that's about two gallons of grease a day from one restaurant. And since there's 31,000+ McDonald's world wide, that's enough grease to fill an Olympic sized swimming pool every day. I can only speak for the restaurant I work for, but most of the grease isn't properly disposed of. It's too time-consuming and messy to filter it, so a lot of the time the grease goes in the trash. i'm lovin' it
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| under active thyroid |
[11 Aug 2009|07:21am] |
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My perpetuity gland is under active, probably due to a tiny brain tumor. and because of that, I have an under active thyroid gland. What that basically means, is the overall function of my body is sub-par. While most people with this condition are heavy because their metabolism is slow, I'm underweight. I have really low muscle mass, especially in my legs. That however doesn't affect me too much. What it's like is, you know how, when you wake up early in the morning for school or work and you're really groggy? Just imagine that, all day every day. It fucking sucks. I woke up ten hours ago and still feel like shit. I skip my medication regularly because I don't have a lot of money so I try to stretch it out for as long as I can.. not to mention my iron level is rather low. Not enough to be considered anemic, but enough to make it so I never have any energy. Plus I'm depressed constantly. When I wake up and I have to get up quickly, it feels like the gears in my head have no lube and are grinding together. It's a shitty feeling. Coffee doesn't help at all, either. It gives me energy but I can't really put it to use. So I just get jitters but am still basically a zombie. I'm gonna take my medication now and go to bed. Since the day is wasted anyway. Bye!
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| crazy thoughts from smoking too much pot |
[09 Aug 2009|06:05am] |
I'd just set the bowl down, when I heard an ambulance siren down the road. Being the guilt-ridden mess I sometimes am, I assumed I had something to do with it. I thought I did something, somehow, that caused that emergency. I couldn't just shrug it off, but I knew it didn't make any sense, so I tried to make sense of it. I eventually reached the conclusion, that, the mind affects the metaphysical universe the same way gravity affects the physical universe. Meaning that my thoughts were so strong, so bad, and so negative, that I caused some kind of psychic quake, which triggered an event that sent someone to the hospital.
I later realized the timing was off. Since whatever happened probably happened a good twenty minutes ago, since I was just hearing about it now. I laughed it off and went upstairs and watched TV.
the end
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| something related to sleep paralysis? |
[23 Jun 2009|12:03am] |
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I woke up from a kind of disorienting sleep just now. I was having these strange somewhat vivd mini-dreams. Each one basically reflecting one single insecurity. The final mini-dream was extremely short, very personal and disturbing, and it was especially strange because it was as if my mind was going out of its way to disturb me. It shocked me awake and I was in my room. So I'm like, "what the fuck is going on?" I felt a dark, menacing presence, but I was semi-aware it was in my mind. It felt like some INSANE shit was going to happen. I have a poster of an alien on my wall, and I look over and the image is completely melted and black. The whole time I was in an unsettling psychotropic haze. Many colors are missing from my room, others are more intense. After I was like, "what am I on fucking acid or something?!" things started to calm down.
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| no longer unemployed!!1 |
[02 Jun 2009|04:07am] |
I got a job at a McDonald's. Great. This will be the second time I work for them.
The guy who interviewed me, my new boss, is weird. He has a tiny head and buck teeth, and long finger nails he picked at the whole time. Gross.
He asked me if I wanted to "grow up" in this business and be a manager.
I said yes. Yes I aspire to manage a McDonald's.
I feel dirty. Like a whore.
The first question he asked me during the interview was, do I know the phone number of the other McD's I worked at. Is that fucked or what? I'm expected to know off the top of my head even though I worked there over a year ago?? It's written on my application, besides! What kind of stupid question is that?
anyway. I have a job. Go me.
As I was driving home the radio was like, "here's a new way to get a job." and I was all, "heh heh heh."
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[30 Apr 2007|05:22am] |
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I want to date Laura the receptionist from Dr. Katz.
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[16 Apr 2007|10:27pm] |
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I procrastinate too much, on big scales as well as small. For example, on a big scale, I still haven't filled out my student loan applications yet... on a smaller scale, I'm too lazy to change my pants.
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[22 Oct 2006|04:21am] |
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I wonder if anyone ever wrote out a suicide note and then procrastinated the deed and took a nap or something. ahahah
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[25 Sep 2006|11:36am] |
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I came up with a concept for a book (although no plot or anything like that). Write a story from the perspective of a person who seems as though he has two brains, not one. This person's left and right brain have different thoughts but together would make up one person. Not to confuse the "narrator" with a Schizophrenic, but more of a person who can very lucidly have conversations with himself. I think it's a good idea but I'm not the most creative person I know, so plot-wise, where could I go with this?
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[16 Sep 2006|01:39am] |
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The other day I forgot to take my medication.. and when I woke up in the morning I felt all.. wonky. It was the weirdest thing. But in its own weird way it was kind of fun. I was slightly disoriented and that combined with an empty stomach did not make for a productive day at school.
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[15 Sep 2006|01:53am] |
I take a class called The Psychology of Personal Adjustment.
On Monday, my teacher said:
"...there's only one of me... thank God."
It's supposed to be a class where you learn to better yourself, improve your self-image and self-esteem (I only took it because it met the Social Sciences requirement). But having said that, he is in no position to teach that class.
His other problems:
-He's completely out of touch with my generation. He tries to be funny, but is never.
-He never has a good lesson plan. It's like he's making it up as he goes.
-He doesn't know shit about shit.
-He spreads ignorance.
-He's a fucking idiot.
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[13 Sep 2006|01:55pm] |
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Hahaha, I'm such a dickhead all the time.
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[06 Sep 2006|02:04pm] |
I can't afford all of my textbooks for this semester, so I've been selling my precious DVD's on ebay. Goodbye DVD's.. you brought me so much joy, and I'm trading you for something I'll probably sell in a few months, or will never look at again.
For tuition, textbooks, car insurance, gasoline, and maybe one pack of cigarettes, I'll need about $700 by the end of the month. And I still owe my parents $4,500 for my new car which I haven't paid a dime of yet. How the hell am I going to do this?
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[05 Sep 2006|10:42pm] |
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My friends are really juvenile. I'm embarrassed to be seen in public with them. I'm truly better off alone.
It was me, Tom, Gary, and Cory. We went to McDonald's. Tom likes to litter out my car even though he knows it pisses me off. Cory (250+ pounds) resented me because I acknowledged how much food he was eating after Tom pointed it out. He glared at me, as if to say "I don't give a fuck", as he made a pig of himself. All the while the three of them made a huge mess and made embarrassing noises with their mouths and yelled things. What the fuck am I doing with them?
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[05 Sep 2006|03:47pm] |
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I had my first class today -- Foundations of Psychological Research. I felt pretty smart because I was practically the only one who spoke up during class... then when I got home I discovered my shirt was on inside-out. Gahhh.
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[31 Aug 2006|10:07pm] |
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Carlos Mencia I hope you choke to death on a bean burrito.
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[30 Aug 2006|09:29pm] |
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I'd hate to update just to announce that I'm bored... but.. well.. I am. Oh, it's 9:30. South Park's on.
Man that show is so funny. I love it. I could live without the first two seasons though. They weren't as funny as the newer ones. Plus, it was when the show was beginning that it was a big fad so I think a lot of people still think it's really stupid.. but it's not.
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[30 Aug 2006|03:25am] |
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I'm hungry so I'm just going to eat ice cream instead of something with nutrition.
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[29 Aug 2006|06:54pm] |
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So I'm going to see some movie called "Beer Fest" later. I never heard of it. It sounds dumb.
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