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| Tuesday, August 9th, 2005 | | 10:15 pm |
| | Sunday, July 3rd, 2005 | | 12:47 pm |
| | Saturday, July 2nd, 2005 | | 7:24 pm |
| | Tuesday, June 14th, 2005 | | 6:42 pm |
| | Tuesday, May 31st, 2005 | | 10:05 am |
 I was going to post this as a joke. But now I actually think that I am in love with these two woman. The one of the left I love like a mother in law. And the one on the right I love passionately like a wife. God these women are perfect. Seriously if the mom on the left is any indication, the one on the right will age well and be beautiful for years. And comon the wood trim in the backround? These women are living the life I've been trying to capture for myself since 1998. If anyone knows anything about these women, especially my lady on the right, pls pls pls get in touch with me. | | Monday, May 30th, 2005 | | 12:14 pm |
 WIMPS AND POSERS, LEAVE THE HALL. | | Monday, January 3rd, 2005 | | 2:17 pm |
"The sun never relaxed its fierce heat nor did the wind its hot breath. They scorched and burned the silt of the sea bed until it baked and cracked into blocks. Then began the wear of the winds upon the broken edges until the blocks were reduced to fine dry powder. Slowly the desert fastened itself upon the basin. Its heat became too intense to allow the falling rain to reach the earth, its surface was too salt and alkaline to allow vegetation. It could support neither animal nor bird; it became more deserted than the desert itself." | | Sunday, December 12th, 2004 | | 8:22 pm |
 I'm glad that Domi is still alive. He's the coolest hockey player. And he is a real good fighter.  Now Belfour and Sundin are both really good hockey players too. I think Belfour is the best goalie in the entire NHL | | Tuesday, June 15th, 2004 | | 8:04 pm |
I could be saving all this money I am making to make my bank account fat, but instead i use it to make me fat. I go out to eat for every meal and drink sooo much beer. What I really wanted to be was a rockstar, so I live as near I can to the dream. What a drag. | | Friday, April 30th, 2004 | | 5:25 pm |
it's my birthday :( for my birthday i got a new house and cable internet | | Friday, January 9th, 2004 | | 1:16 pm |
I live in a fucking party house. If you're into watching hockey and drinking too much, this is the place for you. Tomorrow is Hockey Night in Canada on CBC, so we're going to watch Toronto play whoever, and then we're going to go and watch Western's hockey team play UW, and then we're going to go buy a keg and have a party where I am sure there will be illicit sex and fist fights. Ofcourse I will participate in neither, because i am too much of a sissy for sex or fist fights. This fucker named Dan that moved in is a peice of work. He's a crab fisherman and so he goes up to Alaska and works for a few weeks and comes back loaded with cash, gets all drunk and/or coked out, and then leaves again. He has all of the drunk personalities.. you can watch him cycle through.. depressed dan, nostalgic dan, angry dan, etc. Nostalgic Dan is my favorite, because all he talks about is logging, fishing, and prison (that's right, he's a felon). that's all for now! bye journal! | | Monday, December 8th, 2003 | | 12:03 pm |
I don't know what my problem is. I completely lost it saturday night. I drank some whiskey and some molson and then thought it would be a good idea to throw everything not nailed down out of the upstairs window of my kitchen. And then whatever wouldn't fit out the window I just threw around. And then I started throwing beer bottles all over the house which left holes in the walls. And I think i pulled my gun on somebody. I just remember my roommate pulling it out of my hands and being like "NO YOU'VE HAD TO MUCH TO DRINK TO BE PULLING GUNS ON PEOPLE". And so then I went to a party and I tried to get into a fight with every man who looked at me and tried to get into the pants of every girl that I saw. MY roommate says i kicked him in the head and flipped him over in his chair or something.. I can't remember. OH yeah we also shot the BB gun at the neighbor's windows for like an hour. I can't believe that if you remove all my inhabitions, all i want to do is fight everyone and destroy everything. that's a horrible sign. I'm a big dumb boner | | Tuesday, August 5th, 2003 | | 6:05 pm |
that fucking drunk dick dan.. saturday night he spit beer all over my face at the 3B and then later i threw his drunk ass into a stack of shit at someone's house. and then saturday night he had a huge bag of potting soil he was trying to swing/throw at my head over and over again.. but he was too drunk and just dumped it on us both eventually. What an awful awful friend. That guy really just hangs out with me so he can try to hurt me no lies. And I hang out with him b/c he's buying. And i'm lonely. I predict a fist fight within two weeks. | | Friday, August 1st, 2003 | | 3:05 pm |
 beautiful bellingham at dusk from my front porch  kitchen where i cook like a true bachelor  biggest dick i've ever been friends with. fuck this guy I've sure been fighting alot of fires lately. It's funny b/c I am so broke but after the tenth, I will be so rich with the overtime. I would have some pictures of the fires, but I am usually pretty busy putting them out so I don't have time to go get my camera. It's funny that I used to think working 12 hour shifts delivering pizza was unbelievable and now I work 14 or 16 hours and it's just a normal day at work. And talk about some boils. Also, MAN IT'S HOT OUT. It's hotter than J-Lo's last hit single. Too goddamn hot to fight fires, so please everyone, stop setting trees on fire. Jessie ought to be settle in Olympia and so now I really am all alone up here for good. I hang out with these two foresters that live on my street sometimes. Also with the dick who is pictured above. It's funny b/c we both wear black carhartts, black t-shirts, and black beanies. It's kind of embarrassing actually. I started wearing white t-shirts around him some we don't look like a couple of matching gothic queers. I've been thinking alot about my friends in olympia. My real good friends. The same real good friends that have not made effort one to get ahold of me in any way. But when I am out on the fire line, I think about them alot. I think about what a bunch of big fat fucking pussies they are. hoowa i'm a tough guy. By the way, if being a wildland fire fighter won't get me laid, what the fuck will. ...maybe not looking like a creepy rapist would help. But hey ladies, did i mention i fight forest fires? But back to Bellingham.. it's not so bad here. It's just mega relaxing right now. All I do on my time off is fall asleep around the house and drink. Somedays like today, I have errands to run and I get to drive my truck around and interact with people for a couple hours.. it's real exciting. | | Saturday, July 19th, 2003 | | 1:43 pm |
 I totally pulled a 25 hour shift on a fire this week. Fighting fires really sucks. It's too hot and dangerous and firefighters are way too mean. My coworker cut his hand open and this old guy was like "WHAT did you cut your wittle hand? Go home and cry to your mommy! I got an owie too! I got a sliver! It's in my dick, you wanna suck it out? You wanna suck out the sliver in my dick?? It's a big fucking sliver too.. you know why? It's a big fucking dick!" Dude, that guy yelled at us more than I think i've ever been yelled at in my life. I'm also starting to feel more like a bellingham resident.. now that I can walk everywhere and I have this view of downtown and all. It feels like I live here now more than it did when all I saw were the same four walls and jessie's squawkin' face. No offense Jess. | | Sunday, July 13th, 2003 | | 6:46 pm |
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i found this picture of me on jessie's computer.  New house is alright. already want to move out b/c it's so fucking expensive. And there's no phonejack for my intraweb access. | | Thursday, July 3rd, 2003 | | 3:33 pm |
 You are the Elitist Prick. You're so consumed with being on top of indie trends that you've completely forgotten how to enjoy your once- hipster status. It may be too late for you. What Kind of Hipster Are You? brought to you by Quizillait's funny b/c it's so true | | Friday, June 6th, 2003 | | 7:52 pm |
 I had an alright week in the woods. If I didn't already mention, I spent four days working and camping out on Cypress Island. It's the last island in the San Juans not to have running water or electricity and it's accessible only by private boat. It was tough crusting it out in the horrible heat. Atleast we were by the water so sometimes we would catch a breeze. I got to do some manly demolition. I took apart a big ol' deck and part of an old cabin and demolished an 10x8 building with a chainsaw. The chainsaw thing would have had L&I in fits. I think I'm not the safest guy with a chainsaw. I was walking up this dumb trail by myself one night and I ran into this scraggly old fox.. it started following me.. all the way to the camp. It would have been cute if it didn't look disease ridden. I am going out again next week. It's kind of convienent because i am completely broke and it's hard to spend money when you're stranded on gilligan's island | | Monday, May 26th, 2003 | | 9:36 pm |
Outdoor camp at the Double K Christian Retreat was awesome. And by awesome I mean the most horrible four days of my precious life. We got home a day early but it was still four days too late. I'd tell some stories but since I've been home, I've been medicating myself semi-heavily with the ol booze and have successfully fuzzed up alot of that horseshit. The program director said "We hope that from this academy, you leave with a sense that you are part of something larger." I used to think that I had a real job and now I just feel like I'm part of some work-release rehabilitation program. I am so sick of my crew after that horrible week, I've got to take Tuesday off too because a four day weekend just isn't long enough to recover. Honestly, sometimes those guys are an embarrassment to intelligent beings all over the universe.  This week we get our wildland fire gear. I passed my wildfire pack test which is a 3 mile hike in 45 minutes with a 45 pound pack on. I did it in 43 minutes (i'm obviously a tough guy). But seriously, I dare any of you sissies to try it. Now the state will buy me $180 fire boots and give me some fireproof pants. I'm sure those peices of gear will really improve my odds of survival as a wall of flames moves to incinerate my body. |
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