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But I, being poor, have only my dreams
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| | Current Music: | Eagles - Hotel California (live) | | Current Location: | home | | Security: | | | Subject: | drama :o | | Time: | 01:48 am | | Current Mood: |  annoyed |
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| death threats are not as much fun as they are made out to be.
Mystery solved. Doug, you need help, and you need to find your own girlfriend to be protective of. | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment   |
| | Current Music: | Richard Cheese - Enter Sandman | | Security: | | | Subject: | serious post for once! | | Time: | 08:38 pm | | Current Mood: |  cheerful |
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| | Ok, this is just a preliminary sounding out thingummajig, but does anyone on my friends list want (or is even considering wanting) to move into a share house by the end of the year? because I would really like to! | | comments: 30 comments or Leave a comment |
| i lied a bit to you today sab, its not really classical music on the BHD soundtrack. Its very eclectic, and i didnt know quite how to describe it.
So i went shopping with sab, celine and celine's mute sister this morning at some innaloo op shops. Kinda thin pickings unfortunately, picked up an oversized woolen jumper to bum around the house during winter in - and stumbled upon a block mounted reservoir dogs poster for $5, which was very fortunate! Map of the Universe has been retired for the time being, until i find some better spot for it.
Went to clubroom to study afterwards and managed to find some sources for my research essay, unfortunately i am only halfway to the required target of 30 for the bibliographical exercise. 30 sources is a stupidly huge number for a 2500 word essay. | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | Pink Floyd - The Thin Ice | | Security: | | | Subject: | ahhhhhhhhhhh internet | | Time: | 11:34 pm | | Current Mood: |  scared |
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| | So today was quite interesting, I saw A PICTURE THAT SOMEONE HAD DRAWN OF THE ORLY OWL AND THE YARLY OWL HAVING SEX | | comments: 7 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | MCG Hammer & the commentary team - Marvellous | | Security: | | | Subject: | To Do List | | Time: | 12:32 pm | | Current Mood: | cheerful |
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| >Have a shower
Go and get some soap thats not that shitty coal tar soap dad gets that makes you smell like bitumen Acquired LUX Supreme Cream 4 pack, will test out and report my observations
>Also get 2 AA batteries for my wireless keyboard so i can type while being so far from my laptop I can't read the screen
>Go to the hardware store to try and get some bolts for my bed
>Call Mr. Jelte Bosma because he is dragging his feet over this insurance BS
>Catch up with the boys tonight at Jilgos
>Try to fit study in somewhere. Possibly leave til tomorrow.
Ask somebody how to do strikethroughs in livejournal thanks jeff | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| Please can you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
When I am king, you will be first against the wall
(with) your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking, squealing gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name? I guess he does...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
That's it sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit
God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah! | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
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But I, being poor, have only my dreams
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tired