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July 3rd, 2005
06:13 am
I have a new livejournal.
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June 7th, 2005
09:12 pm
holy shit, I shaved off my beard and i look like I'm 15.
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June 1st, 2005
08:17 pm
Do any of you know every word to every song on Mxpx's Slowly Going the Way of the Buffalo? If you do, then I have a proposition for you. If you do and you're ashamed of it and don't want anyone to find out that you do, then just reply to this with one of these...
; )
Now, if you're thinking to yourself, "Drew, that's dumb because if I'm all like ; ) then everyone will obviously know that I know all the words to that CD and that whole secretive code thing will be completely pointless."
Here's the thing though, I'll be the only one that knows. You have my word. It's 1337 stuff that you wouldn't understand.
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May 15th, 2005
May 10th, 2005
02:24 pm
I have a feeling that this Summer will be the best of my life. It's a strange feeling that I am experiencing right now. There is something inside me that I can't explain, and I can't wait for things to begin.
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April 19th, 2005
01:44 am
i am the most raddest dude you will ever meet because i have a nice beard and blue eyes and my hands are perfect and strong and i stay clean most of the time but sometimes when i dont thats okay because pharamones keep the ladies smiling. and i have this dog that is big and red like clifford except his name isnt clifford his name is fred and hes very shy and has big eyes. i wear a lot of shirts at once and im firm when i stand and when i open my mouth clever words come out and i make people chuckle even though chuckle is such a weird word. but most of all i have the most ridiculous girlfriend ever she laughs too much and cries too much and has chubby cheeks and likes hanson and she contradicts herself a lot and her dog humps me.
you should be very jealous.
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March 31st, 2005
08:26 am
I just heard that Mitch Hedberg died.
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March 28th, 2005
06:26 pm
i hate this really cold...warm...really, really cold...hot...cold weather thing.
i just want to go swimming.
I bypassed the wireless router on my computer!!
Soulseek actually works now.
If you don't know what I'm talking about then you are not 1337.
apple sauce.
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March 13th, 2005
06:21 am
i like puppies and shit. and when im not baking cookies i like to walk through fields or go on nature hikes looking for pretty things to write poetry about in my journal. then, i like to watch The Notebook and imgine what my kids will be like and other shit like that. sometimes i cry when i read hallmark cards at the store.
in case you were wondering, my vagina is huge. on windy days i have to keep my legs shut together or a strong gust will fly up me and turn me into a hot air ballon/drews vagina and blow me away. if that happens though, hopefully i get blown to somewhere pretty.
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March 11th, 2005
06:45 pm
I've spent my spring break being really sick. I spent most my time in bed. I did get to go to the world of coke and spend lots of time with Alea. She's good at making the days go along a little bit better than they would if I had to spend them blowing my nose by myself.
There are two geese on the lake, hopefully they'll decide to stay and lay eggs. Baby geese would be nice. I'm sure they'll be flying north soon though.
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February 10th, 2005
08:14 pm
i know it's a little early but...
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February 3rd, 2005
09:10 am
I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off, slowly sat up in my bed, and then walked to the bathroom. When I looked into the mirror I saw that I had fish scales for skin. This didn't suprise me. My throat felt dry, so I walked to the kitchen. When I stepped into the kitchen there were two people I didn't know sitting at the table. These people were dressed all in black and had no faces. This didn't suprise me either. When I opened the refridgerator door, there was nothing inside but an empty fish bowl. I walked to the sink and turned on the faucet to get some water, but when I reached my out hand to lift the handle everything disappeared and I was suddenly back in bed.
Thats the dream I had last night, and it's the first detailed dream that I can remember having in a long, long time. What the hell happened to dreaming about naked girls? I miss that.
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February 1st, 2005
01:06 pm
I think I'm going crazy.
Yesterday I spent most of my afternoon watching Degrassi, and not just regular Degrassi but bootleg episodes downloaded from Soulseek. Episodes that haven't even aired yet on American television, along with original episodes from the late eighties. Now that makes me a nerd, but this next part makes me crazy.
I was standing in front of my mirror last night and brushing my teeth when I starting thinking about how weird its going to be for the people on that show to watch themselves in twenty years and see how much their lives have changed. What they will be doing and where they will live. BUT, I wasn't thinking about the actors...I was thinking about the characters on the show. While I was brushing my teeth, I had to remind myself that Degrassi wasn't real. It's a Canadian t.v. show. These people have no future, they're just fiction. Then I was sad.
Now thinking back on this I realize that my brain must be deteriorating.
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January 24th, 2005
03:43 pm
I was holding the door open for an old woman at the bank today, and as she was walking past me she looked into my eyes and said Good morning. I looked towards her, smiled, and returned the greeting. The strange thing was that it was 4:00 o'clock in the afternoon. I realized this in my brain right before I said good morning back to her, but I couldn't think of any other way to respond that wouldn't seem rude. There is really no point to this story. I like old people though.
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January 23rd, 2005
11:13 pm
Anyone want to build a pinhole camera and go take pictures?
Just me? All right.
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January 8th, 2005
02:47 am
So, some time last week Daniel and I decided we were going to drive to New York City and stay for a few days...
( a few pictures...(some I took and some Daniel took) )
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We left on Monday and got back earlier tonight.
This was the most fun I've had in a long long long time.
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December 13th, 2004
11:05 pm
i've decided that i spend way too much time on the computer. most of the time i just go back and forth between the same four or five websites and never do anything productive. I cant remember the last time i read a book, wrote, or even went outside for a long period of time. It depresses the hell out of me. So, starting this Thursday after my exams are over I'm not going to touch a computer until January 11th, when my classes start again. Before i leave though, i want to get a few things off of my chest...
1) Everyone in Atlanta has a beard now, and if they don't it's only because they can't grow one.
2) No one...NO ONE looks good wearing a raccoon skin hat.
3) Some people would be more interesting if they did heroine.
4) The picture of me on here and on myspace is ridiculously stupid.
5) Franz Liszt is/was an amazing pianist.
6) I have bronchitis/AIDS/pick your choice of deadly diseases.
7) Jesus is just all right with me.
8) The number 8 is a decapitated snowman.
9) I have a feeling that, with Daniel living at my house, I will be drunk for a large majority of the time.
10) If you have my cell phone number, call me and tell me something interesting...and do it now so I can be annoying and uncontrollably cough in your ear.
11) 770.823.1201
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December 7th, 2004
09:54 pm
Originally posted on October 9, 2002:
Today I did something that I havent done in a LONG time, and it truly made me miss being ten years old. I went for a walk through the woods with no destination, no goal but to maybe find something or see something that I havent seen before. It's something me and my friends used to do almost everyday it seems, "exploring". I could never be with my frieinds now and be like, "Hey, wanna go walk through the woods. Oh, then we could build a fort!", and then have them say "Okay, cool!!". It's one of those things that will never happen again. I realized that I will never be that young again, and it made me sad. haha, I feel like I'm going through my midlife crisis at 17. But, its true. I will never be that cared for or that care-free ever again in my entire life, unless you count when I'm 85 and I get to somewhat revert back to my adolecence, diapers and all. It seems like when I was younger I wanted so much to be older so I could drive and do all the things that arent possible when your so young. Today though, I realized I would love to be ten years old again. Hmmm....actually, what I really want is to be the age I am now with the responsiblities of a ten year old. That would be perfect. Screw the eight page essays on my desired vocation and screw pre-calculus. I want to write paragraphs on my favorite animals and I want my most difficult math to be long division.
Not much has changed.
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December 4th, 2004
09:13 pm
December 4, 2004:
8:49P.M. - 9:12 P.M.
I walk outside with a cup of coffee, a few pieces of chocolate (Hershey's Symphony with almonds and toffee), and a pack of cigarettes that Ben left at my house the night before. I sit on the bench underneath the deck of my house. It's cold. I light a cigarette and take a sip of coffee. I see a plane fly above me. I drop a peice of the chocolate into the coffee. My fingers are cold, maybe I should have worn a jacket instead of this old ski vest I found in the closet. I dog barks in the distance, but I'm not sure from where. From inside my house I can hear Dezi bark in retaliation. I hear the buzz of the heater turning on. I take a sip of coffee. Another plane flies overhead. I can hear the movement of cars in the distance and for a split second I wonder where they're going, but then I realize that's none of my business. Another plane flies overhead and I watch it's reflection on the water as it passes over the lake. I take another sip of coffee and light my second cigarette. I stare at the wind chime hanging from beneath my deck, it's not making noise. I'm glad theres no wind. My fingers are freezing so I have to keep alternating which hand I hold the cigarette with while I have the other in my pocket. left...right...left...right. I see something on the ground but its too dark to tell what it is, so I put the burning ember of the cigarette next to it for light. That was pointless. A light from inside the basement turns on and I see my mother walk to the door to let the dogs outside.
Are you smoking? shame shame. Let the dogs in when they're done.
My coffee is starting to get as cold as my fingers are. A eat a piece of chocolate. I light my third cigarette. The coffee is too cold to drink now, so I pour the rest out. I open the door to let the dogs inside. I regret lighting the third cigarette and rub it out on the side of the bench. I eat my last peice of chocolate and walk inside.
This is not as pointless as it seems.
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November 21st, 2004
05:21 am
Happy Birthday B. Jammin Earl.
The party on Tuesday will be fun, I'll make sure of it.
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