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[29 Jul 2006|10:49pm]

[ mood | bored ]

dear ljfriends,

you all need to post more. i'm bored.

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[04 Jun 2006|05:19am]

Dear Emily,

That is a blatant misuse of the lj_community I started.

But I still love you.

Warp on sista.



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[04 Jun 2006|12:08am]

dear colonial (especially the "management" of said place

FUCK YOU! youre a bunch of pussies.

now give me my paycheck!!!!
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dear employers of other states [18 Apr 2006|12:28pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

Please give us job-good paying would help but at the moment we are not picky-so we can get the hell out of NOLA before Mother Nature gets PMS and sinks us to the bottom of the Gulf

thank you

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Obligatory, why is no one joining and posting? [18 Apr 2006|07:03am]

[ mood | sleepy ]

Dear IRS,

Please add line 16f and 16P, subtract line 22H, and multiply by 0.00003956432164. Take that total and put it in line 99C of Worksheet 10R on page 33.

I hate you.


And Dear Silent Hill,

Please be Friday RIGHT now. Thanks.

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[23 Mar 2006|02:21pm]

Dear Drew,

Hot sexy man monster from space. Biggest heart on the planet.

Biggest a couple of things I've ever seen actually....(in a manner of speaking)....

You find yourself a boytoy and have fun in Spokey.

See you when you get home jerk.


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vomity] [23 Mar 2006|10:59am]

[ mood | aggravated ]

Dear Dumpy Truck,

Right now I'm pretty mad at you. I need a ride to the eye doctors and downtown to sign up for free health care (not to mention I wanted to go to Mott today and bite the bullet and beg for college) but it's pretty hard when I can't even find a ride!

If I have to take the bus, I'm going to vomit. I hate taking the bus. I took it for far too long, and I don't want to take it ever again. I worked hard for that fucking truck and I hate the fact that I can't find anybody to help me fix it.

Right now I'm pretty fucking mad at you truck. Pretty fucking mad at you indeed. Maybe I'm just feeling helpless because of Chris, maybe I'm feeling helpless because my life is so messed up right now, but I'm taking it out on you truck.

Taking it out on you!

UGH And I just remembered Jon is coming to visit today. And I have nothing to wear.


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Dear Diary [15 Mar 2006|10:18pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Dear Diary,
Today SUCKED.....nah today was a good day if only the wifes coworkers would quit being a bunck of WANKS!!!! and cover her shift for her so she can go up north and let me torture a whole bunch of people and meet her mom.
Just a question does lift off on airplanes make anyone elses teeth hurt or is it just me??
i love airports..... always jealous of people who are going somewhere and evious of people just coming back.....

Party on Wayne!!

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dear rue [15 Mar 2006|02:06pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

Dear Ruesters,
someone please please PLEASE cover my shift so we can go to michigan and I can visit my mommy and my friends who I love and miss...PLEASE!!!!!

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First Letter [13 Mar 2006|11:14pm]

Dear internet,

I love you. You gave me ebaums world, aural times, and homestarrunner. And you keep giving me livenewsboobies, annoying asians, and a fat guy hitting the diving board with his head.

Oh, and that lady being attacked by a bear.

I can't believe how amazing you are.

Internet...I love you. Divorce Tony and marry me.



EDIT: And Fat Asian Eskimos Who Love Money
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