Where's My Red Guitar!!??!?!

Ah for fucks sake ... I dont get enough time at work to fuck around anymore, it's like the minutes fly when im on a break but they drag while im at work.

Yeah ok, so nothing is going on, Shariff is fucking Raw, shit, that deserves a mention.

Other than that, Stixx is out of comission because of his operation, im just the same but my attention span seems to be getting shorter and shorter. (I'm thinking of going to the doctor and getting diagnozed with add or adhd, that way i got an excuse at work for being shit, and if i get fired i get more money from centrelink, also, i get dexies). Austin is the same but a bit weird because of all the ecstasy in his bloodstream, Richards is out of a car, and subsequently a fully functioning soul, Jeff is the same and recently purchased a fluro pink sticker for his car (fag!), allan, same, he went through some old photo's today and that brought back memories. He told me in a message. Kansas, same, always on the pc.

I was thinking, SSFD is shit right, we all know that, but we're shit cuz we're shit, but not cuz we actually are.

So anyway, i was all shitty about how shit we are, but i was going through all the many bands across australia that apply for competitions and get on compilations and win awards or whatever, and they're all shit too! At least we're not trying to be shit, they're trying and they're shit! The more they try the shittier they get also.
The point is, we're not as bad as we think we are, in fact we're much better, at least our recording isn't shit, we're not hopelessly deluded (deluded, yes, but not hopelessly), we're young and no one is tired or sick of us yet (except for our friends) because no one knows us so we have a clean slate. Our name gets attention, and so does our shit. I think it's a matter of getting started, i think we're set up nicely, we just gotta get started, the reason we're so slow is i think secretly, we know we're the niggers, and hence we're not gonna get out there unless we're 100% nigger, no half ass brown tan shit, im talking the real git your gat & howz yo mamma shit, so we take a bit longer, but it's quality not quanity, people dont give a shit who you've played with or how many awards you've got or if you're popular or not, they only care about themselves, so we trick them, and make them think the nigger is coming to burn their house down, and then all the bitches get naked and the coke pours into our nostril. Yeah...

Hey Kids!

Today we'll be learning about tectonic plate shifts and the quantum mechanics of mass when force is applied in an alternating current between 'live' electon mutations.

Er..




Riight, So here at work updating addresses on customers accounts. *Yawn*
Nothing was open so i've got no breakfast.

Stupid Aystralia day, yeah let's fill ourselves up with unwarranted nationalistic pride, why not? after all, we should be proud of having one of the worst human rights records amongs westernized countries.
Long live xenophobia and buttcracks!

Pfft

I actually quite like the 'aussie' character, but the whole character 'aussie' media really disgusts me.

Not as much as the American media but! Oh my god! That shit is crazy!
Every morning i get to work there is this big t.v and i swear to god it goes like this :

"New virus spreads throughout asia, americans worried/ new attacks in bahdad/ terrorist threat : elevated/ how to protect your family from chemical warfare/ terrorist alert : HIGH / more chickens die from killer'chicken virus', amrican supplies could be polluted / new anthrax scare imminent? / 25 die in Israel / terrorist uprising in Columbia / Bush warns : Terrorism is here to stay / Polls now in, support for Bush : 97% / Terror Alert : HIGH / *Buy "Wunderfluff* and make your clothes smell fresh and feel great!* / Terrorist threat : Elevated / Is your teenager a terrorist? / Next : War on terror special / *McDonalds, great for the whole family!* / Terror, Terror/ TERROR/ TERROR/ DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?! YOU ARE IN TERROR / Terror alert : High"

If you say it enough, it stops making sense, Terror, Terror, Terror, Terror.

This site will get tracked for that.

Lets hope it works that way but, that they'll say it so much that we'll become desensitized, but in the right form. I'm sure they want to desensitize us to terror, but maybe it'll backfire and desensitize us to THEM!

Maybe?

Aaanywaah.. This weekend :

Friday : Went home, umm i think Rachel came over, cleaned up and cleaned i think. (We saw 'Finding Nemo' which isn't as good as Lilo & Stitch, but good nonetheless)
Saturday : Austin went to BDO, stayed at home and cleaned i think.
Sunday : Lay about, stayed home, cleaned i think.

What exciting lives we lead.

*Sigh*

I dont get why i wake up in good moods and bad moods.

Yesterday i woke up in a great mood, but today i woke up in a "ngghh" mood. I hate that mood.

I really am not too inspired at the moment and don't have much to say, hopefully something fun is happenning tonight. We have to clean the house this weekend because we have a house inspection.

Should i put up excerpts from the e-mails i send to people in this blog? They're better than this shitty entry.

If you think so, say yes, and Richards, pass the doob.

Trouble..

I got in trouble again today, for answering phone calls and sounding like i'm tired and i don't care.

I AM TIRED! AND I DON'T CARE!

Stupid Job.

Last night was shit. I slept badly. Austin and Richards and Dennis got on ecstasy and went to Aphex Twin, their messages to me (on my new phone!) seemed to indicate that they had a good time. Well done boys.

STICKERS!!!!






"Here's a sticker of my band. Want a sticker?" What am I going to do with a sticker? Put it on my skateboard? Do I look like I ride a skateboard? When I was a child I enjoyed stickers, but not now. I show up to do my gig at this grimy nightclub that years ago had the wonderful theatrical notion to put a mirror in the dressing room, so I can look at myself before I go out on stage, and all these stupid little bands have covered the mirror in their stickers so I can't see anything. It's worse than graffiti. My record company once gave me a box of stickers - I mean thousands of them - to promote my new record. I threw them in the trash can. I won't sell them at my T-shirt stand, and I wish that everyone else would stop. They don't promote anything good. They're just a nuisance."

Place your order today!

Wow..

I just almost got fired, i got 3 mistreats in one day, and now im on high alert, supposedly i have some of the worst attendance and after call work stats in the centre, and i keep on filling out forms wrong and im basically plain shit.

They said that i could be fired 4 times for the stuff i've done (or not) but because im nice to customers, they want to keep me, but im being watched and if i continue i wont have a job.

Shiiit

And i got a mobile phone!!

So call me (ladies) on : 0431 181 563

Ciao

They found life on Mars..

No, Seriously.

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I'm doing overtime today, which sucks, cuz im so fucking out of it. I had some really disturbing dreams last night.

On the weekend.. well Al and Austin and Richards and Dennis had ecstasy jelly and went to Sublime and had a great time. I went home and slept, and worked on Saturday, and after, i met up with Rachel, and then we saw Alex & Nikki and they were kinda rude i thought in that they got their cd's, heard their moan and left. They didn't even listen to the whole song, and i went all the way to the city to drop off their cd's. The least they could have done is I.O.U'd me a threesome or something, but nooo, 16 year old girls are just not brought up right these days. Pfft.

So Rach and I met this homeless guy called Tito who was gonna take us to score, but instead he ripped us off, and he was nice, so we waited for him for an hour at the front of Burger King, and then he came back, and gave us this whole story, and then he dissappeared again! It was shit! He seemed honest, plus we gave him like $10 for his efforts! Bastard, he made me lose a bit more faith in humanity. Like i know, that, you know, he was homeless and that if you're gonna rip someone off good then you've gotta act like you can be trusted and shit, but he didn't just rip us off monetarily, he ripped us off emotionally! He was our friend for those 20 minutes that we walked with him! Then he rips us off, and then comes back to do it again! Like rubbing it in our face, and damn, i feel stupid, but now i know that no cunt regardless of how nice or homeless they seem, is ever getting my money.

People are shit.

So yeah we walked around Sydney discussing how shit we are and how shit we were for talking about how shit we are, and then we decided that we were so shit that we were better than everyone and we were gonna go back to Kingswood cuz that was the place to be. All along, knowing full well we were shit.

Umm yeah did that and hung with Kansas and some chick and Al's brother who weirdly showed up with midori, and then i crashed.

On Sunday i went on a long drive to Nowra and back with Greg.
Going on drives is the best, cuz there's a constantly changing view, plus you're going somewhere, so you don't feel like you're wasting life. PI enjoyed it. The house we went to was this beautiful 2 story beach house, it was so fucking nice, it was depressing, i want a house like that, and one day i will have one. *Crosses fingers!*

So it's a Saturday and i'm at work.

Yesterday was crazy day, my boss quit (which is great for me, because my bad record goes with her) and her boss quit too! Heaps sudden as well, and they'd been here for around 11 years. I reckon something suss is going on, they probly got fired but didnt want to make a show. But maybe they're shapeshifting aliens that are going to go ritually sacrifice children in order to renew their quickly decomposing human DNA.. who knows, both theories are plausible.

Stixx found a brand new working monitor which kansas needed yesterday as well. Crazy.

And today, well today is weird, ive never worked on a saturday before and the atmosphere is really different, but my body isnt used to being at work on this day, so its fighting it, and so i haven't been working very well and i've already gotten in trouble for doing things wrong because im not paying attention. But it's 4:48 so in 12 minutes I am free!!!

I'm going to go meet Rachel in the city, and I'm meeting Alex and Nikki cuz im giving back their cd's, but we'll probably hang or something, but we dont have any pot, which sucks, hard. We'll get on but, im sure, and in the meantime, I'll drink beer.

I hope we go somewhere classy, with some nice bands, and a big couch, and lights.

The stickers are coming, they are quality, and 33cm's long! so they might cost more than a dollar, but they last seven years so worth it!!

Also! Go to Hot Warren's Love Den!! (link on the right), he hasn't updated for a while, but his latest entries into his diary are great!! "El Warriachi" has a date with "Lizzy" (she makes him dizzy) and he's out to please, so checkitout and learn how to be a stud!

http://www.arab-sex.biz/naked_lebanese_girls.html 4 U Austin

Hi Blog!

Unfortunately, you're not as cool as you use to be because I don't have as much time to write in you anymore, but i still think of you and i'm sure there's still many good times yet to be had.


Now, for my legion of readers, (Austin), what's going down i hear you ask.
Well, not bloody much, tho i am feeling good today for some reason. I have work tomorrow, but i have a bowl waiting for me at home so im allrite.

A weird thing happenned today, and i guess it's not that weird but worth putting up.

I was on the train the other day, analyzing everyone in the carriage, as i do, and there was this girl at the front (i could only see the back of her head) and i thought "Damn, she's hot". But I coldn't see her face, and then i thought, i've gone out with a girl that hot, Sarah, was that hot, and then i thought, what if that's Sarah? and well, as i got out, i walked past her, and it was Sarah (She looks different now cuz her hair is kinda like Holly Valances) and we didnt make eye contact cuz like, we don't talk, but im sure she knew i knew and i knew that she knew i knew, so yeah you get my drift.

And I thought, well, that's kinda funny, but no biggie.

..Last night tho, I dreamt about her heaps, and i haven't even thought about her for years, yet she was in my dream last night and it was so vivid. So this morning i was like "What's Sarah doing in my dreams?", well anyway, i got on the train today, and it was the wrong train, so i got out and caught another train, well the other train pulls up, and guess who's sitting right in front of me in the bottom carriage looking straight at me? (I was on the platform)

Yeah, so i didn't say anything and went into another carriage.

Coincidence? Yes. What does it mean? Fuck knows. Cuz its not like we're gonna talk or anything. Hmm.. If you have any ideas please add a comment.

Arr.. other than that.. we got "Sheep" and "SSFD" back, and they're cool, fully quality, almost too quality, the only thing is that because ive heard the songs to death and because we wrote them, i dont know whether they rock or not. Kinda like when there's a song you like but you've heard it to death so it kinda wrecks it for ya. I wonder what's gonna happen with this band/recording. Something better, or i'll be kicking some ass upstairs, (yes god, this *is* a threat).

The house has been clean for about a week now. Shocker. (WHO GIVES A FUCK IF MY HOUSE IS CLEAN? REALLY?!)

Ummm.. and i'm drinking Cherry Coke, it sucks.

Oh, an i'm ordering some SSFD vinyl stickers, they're Siiick, so order one now, they're $1 a pop, long lasting and quality as fuck, with your favorite band name on them. You can't go wrong. Bulk orders get a discount! So place your order today!!

It gets hard sometimes.. But you'll always get through. OK.

"This is mine, and this is mine and allllll this is mine. But not that bit. I don't want that bit" <-- The Cat



Hey! Not much to write today because i dont have much time, needless to say im sick of my job and im sick of being held back and i know that i could go and do heaps of shit but it would mean giving up lots of other shit and so i dont know where is tand but i do know that i'm "Soo tired, of waking up tired" ahh, i think that's the Hoodoo Gurus, that's a great band, yeah we went to the Latino Festival, that was allright, Shazza came and so did the Denii, and yeah it was ok but i was tired. I need to eat healthier.

Yesterday was Al's birthday, Happy birthday Allan!

Umm.. and Rachel showed up yesterday, that was a trip. Rachel is cool, i wanna go to melbourne with her in march.

Stixx is being weird, i know i said i wouldnt type about him but something just feels a bit "off" about him lately, but its probably just me.

Out!

From Rachel..

SUBJECT: I have no answers, this is just a rant


New age hippyism IS bullshit. Founding the next religion will not solve the crisis of religion.
OF COURSE we are privy to information that will do little to solve the current crisis and much to occupy and distract our minds. Minds that might otherwise be a powerful tool to dismantle a tyrrinical system. Seriously, if the thinking involved in widely broadcast hippy crap actually WAS useful to US and dangerous to THEM it would be as highly classified as any of the government info they lock up in the Pent. It's like the soy edition of brain poison. Cosmetics for tofu lovers. Maybe disinformation tailor built to get those who strayed off path to grab a vegan snack. Maybe it's not even a conspiracy of disinfo, but it is certain that the top 2% of rich fucrs will not publicise ANYTHING that might be a threat to their system.
These dudes own the media. They decide what is broadcast. (I know this is obvious to you)

The truth is there is no truth. Truth seeking, questions lead not to answers but to more questions. History is told with bias and distorted through chinese whispers, the present is manipulated by media freaks to tell the appropriate storys. People on the micro are often dishonest with themselves and each other. Even when one is entirely truthful with themselves, their perspective is seperate from those around them, and relational to their own preconceptions- in this- even first hand information isn't good enough. So perhaps feelings are all we have that is true, but NO- mood altering substances bend even the most sacred of intuition. The beauty is THE TRUTH IS THERE IS NO TRUTH.

Now that we know that there is no truth-we can spend out time wisely on that which we BELIEVE. Belief is NOT truth, but isnstinctive knowing.

Knowing is not truth, but passion. Passion is the life of the soul.

On the same hand everything can be true in it's own right. Like time not being linear, space continues forever and truth can be both truth and a lie at once. All concepts unfathomable to the primative human mind. I BELIEVE the truth is too complex to bother with in this mortal life. Seeking truth is like second guessing god.
(HE's got a beard, no- 8 arms, he lives in the sky- no, SHE, )

Philosophy on such is important, sure. I BELIEVE god is GIAIA, mother Earth, but I don't claim this to be the truth. This is what I need to believe in order to exist within my own framework of understanding.

Like I need to believe that these are my hands typing, and this is the colour blue, blah blah. All we see and know is an illusion created by ourselves so that we have something to measure ourselves by, so that we can exist and function.

The truth is unimportant. Your beliefs are sacred.

Seek to strengthen or challenge your beliefs.

FUC the truth, it's a paradox. ---------------------------------

I don't know how much of the system is a conspiracy against decent will.

I wonder if it's just a feral weed out of control. A natural phenomena of circumstancial cancer, beginning with one simple action for chaos to play upon. We DO know that ferals can't move into a healthy system cos a healthy system is naturally braced to protect itself. It must first be DISTURBED by something outside of itself before the chance for weeds to take over presents itself. This works 4 the world as it does for the individual. Everything around operates on the same fractal patterns, I'm sure of it.

This cyopps(spelling?) (psy-ops -ed) fukr got to your faith Pablo-(what disturbed it first? Kryon? New age hippy bullshit? da world as we know it?)- You gotta pull the weeds out. Fuc it. You know what you believe so just believe what you know and run with it. The rest will take care of itself.---------- I know these are all just words...

Of course I have to evacuate the computer, just getting started too...

2 B continued...Rachel

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Is this the truth?

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SUBJECT: fact or fiction

Truth is a concept created by the human mind. It is the attempt to label something as finite when we know nothing is.

The human brain tries to measure things, this is how it concludes something to be true.
Yet we cannot measure the universe.

Space goes on forever.

How can the human fathom something to go on for eternity? Within it's own conceptual framework, things must have a beginning and an end... yet when trying to understand the cosmos we have to put that beginning and end within something, and that then within something else, so on forever.
Whilst we know there can be no end to it, we cannot create a working picture in our head of things going on and on and on indefinitely.

We could fuk out completely over this paradox, or accept that we ourselves have invented the word truth, and all it's conantations.

There is no truth, just life, the universe and everything. (42! - ed)

"Any strategy to avoid suffering places your attention on suffering, with your attention on suffering, you will continue to suffer."

I like this quote.

Welcome, to my new, exciting, 2004 blog!

WOW!

Nah, not really.. Umm, ok i gotta type some shit about what i did on the weekend before i forget i suppose, umm.. lemme see..

Ok Friday last week was shit, heaps busy at work, but after, got home and hung out, Alex and Nikki came over and brought a friend called Brooke, Al and Stixx and I were at home, we got pissed on Resch's beer and Mike's hard lemonade and a good time was had by all, we even had twister.

I must say, i was doubly impressed by the girls, to a point where i now respect them, and respect is a hard thing to gain from me these days. But yeah, i dunno, i guess God must've heard our "Send us some chicks that we dont know that are into good music and are good looking." request. Nice one God.

He's a funny guy, god, whatever he/it/she is or isn't. He seems to provide to our requests but in the most fucked up ways sometimes, like when we asked him to send some kids over and we got all the little homies hanging out and shit like that, it's like he goes "Ah, so you want that, ok.." and then he thinks of a way of giving it to us that is just twisted enough to be funny and not at all what we intended yet exactly what we asked for.. ahh.. yes, well it all makes sense somehow i suppose..

Oh, and I broke my bed, and no, there isn't a great story to that, tho i wish there was, however, the official story is that we had an orgy on my bed and that's why it broke. I broke my MP3 discman too, that sucked. Also, Austin also turned off our electricity with Jeff & Tims help during the night... an escalation of "House Wars" methinks, and one that will not be left unanswered...

Yaddi Yadda, Saturday we went to Bents Basin with Jeff and went Boating on a plastic Boat, stixx went in with his jeans and shirt and hat and sunnies, fool, but it was fun, but my throat hurts now from all the shit in the filthy water. After that, (oh by this point i was fucked, i'd barely slept and felt shit) we went to Jeffs and then to Sophias Party which wasn't anything special but was cool nonetheless and i got to see Stewart "Have you ever cum on your own face to see what it feels like?" Callashaw and Oscar. While i was there i ate some grapes and almonds and mago at the party and then i tripped out some more and i was spinning out bad by now, we went to Jeffs and i must've passed out, next day went home and finished tripping out. And i think that's it. Another weekend gone. Overall, i'd give it 3.5 stars out of 5, which is more than the average of 1.5.

Should i write more?.. I dunno, see, this blog has been pissing me off because now everyone i hang out with reads it, so i cant write shit like "Richards is the biggest cunt on earth" or "I know Jeff is gay because he told me" or "Adam shariff was molested when he was 5 months old" because they'll know about it and get back to me. Which sucks, this is meant to be my private personal private blog, for me and complete strangers only. So what do i do?..

I'd like to say i guess, that on Friday night, Al did well cuz he didnt try, and Stixx did shit cuz he tried, well that's one of the reasons why he didn't do well, another is his eagerness to fall into a box.

My motto from the night, which i think applies to many things in life is "If you try, You die".

Because... if you were really actually into something, or going for it, sure you'd be trying, but you wouldn't really be TRYING trying, wqould you? you're more just doing, and doing is what trying is trying to be, but just isnt cool enough to be able to. So don't be a tryer, be a doer!*

*Another thing that shits me about this blog, is that i sound like a knob at times, like some fucking motivational speaker jerk, but you all know i talk like this, and that i ramble shit, im not thinking about what i type, it just comes out, sometimes its wrong sometimes it right, this blog is merely a snapshot of what i feel/think at this exact moment, it is not the truth and it should not represent me as i am always subject to change, just like everything. There you go, that's my "Disclaimer"!

2004 feels fresh and new, looking forward to a free year, FREE, and i mean FREE, from anything past and anything restricting, which will be hard whilst i have a job but even harder without it. How stupid.

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You guys should so fucking read "My Stuff to Read" and "An Unkempt Aardvark" i've got some wicked articles on those sites, and well worth reading, and i bet none of you have ever even been to them, well do it, if you have some spare time, especially you shazza!.

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2004 Begins..



New years eve and what happenned, my side of the story: Capt.Smack, Stixx and I went around the corner of where the bands were playing (the whole group was together at this point watching funk bands) to smoke a joint and when we got back everyone was gone, so we decided to follow the captains advice and we walked around then met up with Alex and Nikki our controversial new friends, and well, i wasn't expecting much but they turned out to be very cool, by this point everyone was scattered all over sydney, so we decided to go watch some bands and the fireworks, and it was good, the band was a mad reggae band and it was led by a guy whose house i went to while i was in Newcastle, so that was abit of a trip. We all started dancing and shit, and this is when i decided that chicks who can dance are very sexy and that Alex could dance.
After that we went to Bondi, which was a bit of a hassle, by this point i'd made up my mind that Alex was really sexy, because of a number of reasons, one of them being that she listened to "The Spaghetti Incident" by Gunners and had been to Byron, as well as having braces and knowing her shit.
Which sux, because she's 16, or is that me putting her in a box? Because after all, age is just another way to "label" people or "box" them, but still..
I dont know, i just know that i was attracted to her and i haven't been really attracted to a girl for a while, but then maybe it was the drugs, i dont know, anyway yeah we went to the beach at night and it was freezing, we hung out there then Shariff met up with us again (we'd lost him during the night) but by that point the girls were all weird cuz they were coming down and we didnt have anything witty or impressive to say so we all just sat there for hours smoking J's.

We did see a couple having sex on the beach however, which was funny.

Then in the morning Stixx made friends with this homeless bum (What's with stixx and bums?) who said he'd been raped by satan and had been to a planet with three suns and that a lady called "Queen E-Lizard_Breath" spoke to him. Too many David Icke books, who knows?

We do know however, that he was mental and he was really rude to everyone at the beach, he was going up to chicks and saying "I want to fuck you" and he was yelling at them and shit, and it was kinda distrubing, but i was surprised at how well the people that he was harrassing handled it. Eventually the bum left his cave with a bag full of Cloothes, a Porno and Louis Armstrong Cd's (he showed his collection of material goods). And the cunt stole my sunnies.

We also met a cool irish guy and a pommy guy, and yeah.. anyway the girls left saying they'd meet up with us again cuz we were gonna go to avalon beach, but they gave us the runaround and never ended up coming back, after we'd waited for hours in the sun and that was shit, cuz like, we got skin cancer for nothing.

So we went home, Stixx went to So-Hi's (dag) and Shazoo and I went back home on the train, i complained/whinged and bitched all the way up which is supposedly what im meant to not be doing, but i was shitty, got home, had a few billies and fell asleep. Overall, I'd say, the night, was allright, and the next day was allright too but kinda shit cuz we got ditched and it sucks getting ditched.

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2003 is over.

Ok, here we go, the roundup of 2003, these are some events that stood out, both good and bad. In order of ocurrence.

Zoe dumped me for Case, one of my better friends at the time. (Bad, but a blessing in disguise)

Got job at AGC/GE and left Christmas Party For Special Children. (Good, but i hate work)

Kept house got bond on my name. (Good, but bad cuz it ties me down)

Managed to save some money but spent it all on the recording. (Good, cuz we got a recording, Bad cuz it cost so much)

Had sex with 5 different ladies, including a 26 year old high school teacher. (Good and Bad)

Motley Crue era. (GOOD)

Doofing. (Good but the pills fried my brain a bit)

Rachel Hung with us for a period of time. (Always good)

Got hardcore into the whole disinformation fight for the world conspiracy game through Stewart Swerdlow's site "Expansions", the link is on the right. (BAD/GOOD/???)

Stixx had his ass kicked a bit. (Good, cuz he needs it)

The Dreamcast broke. (Bad)

The Recording. (Good, but stressful, and expensive, but a very good experience on many levels)

And that's all i can come up with right now. If you can think of more, let me know!

Overall but, 2003 was well.. weird, it was a growing year i suppose, i just hope, that 2004 is fun. That's all I ask for.

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My Work Bitch

I HATE WORK I HATE WORK I HATE WORK AND I HATE WORK, I HATE WORKING, I HATE BEING AT WORK WORK SUCKS, ID RATHER DO ANYTHING THAN THIS, MY COMPANY IS EVIL, WE ARE SO EVIL, WE RIP PEOPLE OFF, THE COMPANY IS SHIT, THE WORK IS SHIT, THEY OVERWORK US, WE'RE LIKE ROBOT-MONKEYS, I HATE THIS JOB IT SUCKS, I HATE WORK I HATE MY JOB I HATE IT AND I FUCKING HATE IT!!!!!!!!

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Conspiracy Corner :

The Denver Zoo is using aromatherapy to stimulate and calm the behaviors of its animals. It is especially being tried out on the orangutans that, with a whiff of rose oil, become quite docile. It is believed that the Denver Zoo is unique in this practice. Now, imagine an airport, shopping mall, office building, or school sending aromatherapy through its vents to affect the moods and minds of the occupants.

Global Notables December 31, 2003
• The US is requiring certain foreign flights to or over US territory to have air marshals on board.
• The artificially generated quake in Iran has now reportedly killed 28,000 people. If they do not acquiesce to NWO demands, more destruction will occur-this time in the capitol.
• A flash mudslide in San Bernardino, California killed "13" people staying at a church camp grounds for Christmas. The water and mud appeared suddenly after a rainstorm. (Watch out for the number 13, they use it a lot)
• There have been a series of powerful quakes in the South Pacific near New Zealand and the Solomon Islands.
• The US has lost a significant amount of meat exports due to the Mad Cow Disease scare from Washington State.
• The US claims the cow came from Canada, thus re-pointing the finger. Another episode in the Illuminati war.