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Name: Blake
Birthday: 1/9/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: Baylor, Sigma Chi, JimmAY, music, TV, Febreeze, partyin, reading, never swallowing too much pride at one time, $yblingz, Adderall, Baylor bitch ball, old friendships, iTunes
Expertise: keepin it white, acting a fool (?), espionage, piracy, repeating courses, common sense
Occupation: Student
Industry: Banking/Finance
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Member Since:
12/3/2003
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| to say this as politely as possible, i will fuck you up.
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| So it's in the wee hours of aug 10, 2005 and I am mid-all nighter... summer is obviously NOT seeing the best of me. I have been studying since around 10ish, but never failing to break for a rousing game of darts... steel-tipped for those of you that know a thing or two about darts. You're not going to find any rickety plastic sets here. That, you see, is chld's play. I may still see my pediatrician, Dr. Harvey Spark, but you better believe I throw darts like a man. I would know because I watched darts on ESPN the other day at work.
So Larkin is turning 16 in about 19 days which is fine, fun, fantastic. But how presumptuous of her to just assume that she can park her car in my parking spot of over 4 years. I didn't know I had to write my name in blood on the concrete to keep people from stealing it... I was obviously wrong and it's time to cut my arm off to let people know what's mine. Or maybe my nose will start bleeding again, because that was really cool.
(awkward change of subject)
The other day... ok well I don't really know how to preface this story, so bear with me. Everyone knows Elizabeth, right? Thought so. Well she isn't around these days, nor has she ever actually cleaned my apartment. In fact, I don't even think she knows where I live. I felt it was time to hire a maid.
Let me introduce you to Esmeralda, my illegal house keeping alien. Now think back to the movie, The Hunchback of Notre Dame. My Esmeralda is everything Quasimodo's wasn't. Though not the cutest thing to look at, she did a damn fine job on my apartment and didn't steal anything. Ironically, her vehicle of choice is also a suburban, though a few years newer than Lizzy's. There is also something with Hispanics and lots of children, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Long story short, my house is clean and I wouldn't mind seeing her back ever now and then.
But for now, it's back to the coal mines for me but what I actually mean by that, is that it is time for me to study some more. | | |
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| so i walk in my house today to say hi to larkin (who ended up being dull and not wanting to do anything but sleep) and we were wearing the same shirt. i dont know why but it was extremely awkward. maybe because what we were wearing was the 2004 texas music teachers association convention t-shirt. oh and come to find out lincoln crowder was wearing it too, larkin said. he's like 11. anyways, since larkin is boring and i have exhausted all my other entertainment options here, im out.
ok not yet cause jessica got here and a bird flew in the house. | | |
| alright now.
it's time for a change.
just you wait, xanga, just you frickin wait.
-tat | | |
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