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Chop, chop, chop, chop...

I've got to stay busy.  Keep my mind racing.  It's those moments of emptiness.  When I'm at a stop light, or during a commerical, while I'm waiting for a program to load, or when there's silence.  That's when it catches up to me.  Keep moving.  If you can dodge a wrench you can dodge this too.  Stick and move.  Duck and cover.  Leave 'em behind in the sparkle and fade.  Keep on shuckin' and jivin'.  Fake it to make it.


I think I've said it before but shows like "My Sweet Sixteen" and "The Simple Life" help me understand, to a point, why people hate this country so much.  


While I want to keep busy, at the same time all I really feel like doing is sleeping.  I've slept for 11 hours since last night so far.  If it wasn't for work I'd probably still be knocked out.  I'm sure that's what I'll end up doing when I get home.  I guess it's just another way of dealing with shit and the boredom.

It's like, yeah it's nice to have all this time off, but at the same time, if I'm wasting it, what's the point?  


Wu-Tang and DMX are coming to the House of Blues soon.  I've seen them both but it's been a while.  Remember, Wu-Tang Clan ain't nothin' to fuck with.


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Jul. 7th, 2006 01:13 am (UTC)
that super sweet sixteen show makes me want to go on a drive-by. Or maybe Im just a tad jealous that all I got for my 16th birthday was a cake and 25 bucks and a month later I tried to commit suicide. Not because of the cake, it was quite good actually; chocolate mousse I think.


P.S. nice layout
Jul. 7th, 2006 03:18 am (UTC)
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