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ADD MY NEW JOURNAL ASSHOLES! [22 Jun 2005|10:34am]
EVERYBODY WHO HASENT ADDED MY NEW JOURNAL shakeit_up .... DO IT!

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NEW JOURNAL AND USER NAME! [19 Jun 2005|10:45pm]
Im not going to be using this journal anymore.

My new journal is:

shakeit_up

everyone add me back.
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[08 Jun 2005|01:55pm]
http://classiccar.chooseyouritem.com/classics/files/96000/96370.html

This will be mine!
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Holy shit! [04 May 2005|07:08pm]
Its happening... Zombies are going to take over the world.

Read this... and you'll know what im talking about!

http://65.127.124.62/south_asia/4483241.stm.htm
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zombie swamp [23 Apr 2005|10:19am]



Holy shit fuck, im so glad that i have adobe. its fun.
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[03 Mar 2005|02:28pm]


MORTORHEAD IS COMMING TO TOWN!
APRIL 23rd! HOLY SHIT FUCK!
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[02 Feb 2005|05:59pm]
HAPPY FUCKING BARFDAY TO STEFF!!!!
You old lady. we need to party one day
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[15 Dec 2004|11:47am]
I deleted a bunch of you off my friends list. I dont read your entries, so it seems pointless to have you on there. No offence. Feel free to get rid of me also.
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[14 Dec 2004|11:42am]
So yea, I have a new layout. Its definatly hotter than your mom!

Super hot.

Im so bored right now. I have nothing to do in this stupid ass class.
School is done in 3 more days. then i get a nice 2 week break. Which i can totally use.

They jipped me for 3 hours on my last check, i talked to my boss yesterday, and those three hours are going to be on my next check. woo! Extra money. that shouldnt really be extra. Cause i should have gotten it in the first place god dammit!!

SO i ended up going home after second period yesterday. I wasnt feeling very good. all weak and sleepy. So i went home and my dad freaked out on me like fucking 90! Im calling into my Co op to tell my teacher im not going in today. And hes fucking screaming at me in the background. Telling me im a worthless bitch. Nice dad. So i spent most of the day in my room crying and feeling sorry for myself. Then George came and made everything better. I love him so much, i dont know what id do if i ever lost him. Hes the greatest thing thats EVER happened to me. Ive never felt this way for anyone in my entire life. Hes all i want. I never want to love anyone else. One day, we're going to run away from this awful town and live happily ever after. Nobody makes me feel the way he does. Ive never been so happy.
eat my brains ♥

[18 Nov 2004|07:22pm]
so once again im am stuck in the college library diddling around while george makes movies. Im bored as hell. he should be done soon though... i hope.

I only have one fucking shift next week. 8 hours. But still. They told me before i got the job that if i made myself availabe id get lots of hours. what a crock of shit. This means my check is going to be like $150. Ever shitty. Hopefully ill start getting more hours soon.
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[01 Oct 2004|12:08pm]




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http://www.darwinawards.com [02 Sep 2004|12:04am]
Scrotum Self-Repair
1991 Honorable Mention
Confirmed True by Darwin
One morning I was called to the emergency room by the head ER nurse. She directed me to a patient who had refused to describe his problem other then to say that he "needed a doctor who took care of men's troubles." The patient, about 40, was pale, febrile, and obviously uncomfortable, and had little to say as he gingerly opened his trousers to expose a bit of angry red and black-and-blue scrotal skin.
After I asked the nurse to leave us, the patient permitted me to remove his trousers, shorts, and two or three yards of foul-smelling, stained gauze wrapped about his scrotum, which was swollen to twice the size of a grapefruit and extremely tender. A jagged zig-zag laceration, oozing pus and blood, extended down the left scrotum.

Amid the matted hair, edematous skin, and various exudates, I saw some half-buried dark linear objects and asked the patient what they were. Several days earlier, he replied, he had injured himself in the machine shop where he worked, and had closed the laceration himself with a heavy-duty stapling gun. The dark objects were one-inch staples of the type used in putting up wallboard.

We x-rayed the patients scrotum to locate the staples; admitting him to the hospital; and gave him tetanus antitoxin, a broad-spectrum antibacterial therapy, and hexachlorophene sitz baths prior to surgery the next morning.

The procedure consisted of exploration and debridement of the left side of the scrotal pouch. Eight rusty staples were retrieved, and the skin edges were trimmed and freshened. The left testis had been avulsed and was missing. The stump of the spermatic cord was recovered at the inguinal canal, debrided, and the vessels ligated properly, though not much of a hematoma was present. Through-and through Penrose drains were sutured loosely in site, and the skin was loosely closed.

Convalescence was uneventful, and before his release from the hospital less then a week later, the patient confided the rest of his story to me.

An unmarried loner, he usually didn't leave the machine shop at lunchtime with his co-workers. Finding himself alone, he had begun the regular practice of masturbating by holding his penis against the canvas drive-belt of a large floor-based piece of running machinery. One day, as he approached orgasm, he lost his concentration and leaned too close to the belt. When his scrotum suddenly became caught between the pulley-wheel and the drive-belt, he was thrown into the air and landed a few feet away. Unaware that he had lost his left testis, and perhaps too stunned to feel much pain, he stapled the wound closed and resumed work.

I can only assume he abandoned this method of self-gratification.
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[27 Apr 2004|11:28am]
There is nothing i would like more, than to get to see the distillers on May 26th in Winnipeg. But i have no money, and no way there... Maybe i can save up at least $300. And i can convince George to take me. Ill try doing that this afternoon. hmm.

I have rehursals after school today.

SHOW TONIGHT! EVERYBODY GOOOO!!!
APOLLO! DOOO IT UP! FUCKERS!
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[11 Feb 2004|03:07pm]
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[14 Dec 2003|02:12am]
This message is addressed to everyone who is reading this post.

I want you to post anything that you want. Anything. Post a story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love - anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like, and then put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say.
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so leave a comment and i might add you back.

oh yeah, and dont ask me to join your stupid community, im not going to asshole.
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