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Monday, May 31, 2004

its almost 7 am. eastern time.
i m watching dumb and dumber. tryin to get a laugh. im sick of this shit life. where i do nothing. make nothing. and am so bored i want to bore my eyes out with a spoon. im so tired and dont know why i am even writing on here. guess that this is the only person i have to talk and vent to right now seeing as it is so early. i dont think anyone wants to hear my shit this early, fuck i m sure most people dont want to hear my shit no matter what time it is.
the stress is steady building. im still waiting for the day my castle and kingdom all just crumbles to dust around me. when that day happens. i dont know what i will do. but it wont be pretty. fucked if i will ever go the pen.
my good friend is in kingston right now serving a few years for gun's and bs. i cant wait to see his lil ass when he gets out. he saved my ass from bein in there myself. dude you are the man. i dont think they have internet in jail. but if they do:
Jordan dude.
you are the man. i know you are going through a rough time right now. but keep your head high. and your ass tight. dont let them break your spirits. and when you make some home brew in your toilet. hold a glass high for me. ill see u in a few years. thank you.
im starting to get seriously stir crazy
no humping
no pushing
no sniffing hynnies

killed softly at 5/31/2004 06:41:00 AM
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Sunday, May 30, 2004

you know what i wouldnt mind right now?
my fucking camera back from my fuckwad of a friend dave.
i had just bought the thing that day. so i called dave to get me some cords and shit for it. so he took the cam to get the right cords and i have not heard from him since. fucking guy. thinks he owns the world. DAVE if u read this . U BLEW IT
bring me back my camera.

killed softly at 5/30/2004 10:59:00 AM
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Saturday, May 29, 2004

so ya. last night was one for the books.
i didnt want to go out last night in the first place.
so i was at masta's place for his annual friday night party.
masta dentman and i decide to leave for a bit to cruise the streets.
i return, go in to the basement to check the DJ. and listen to some bad sounds.
i say whats up to a couple of friends.
then i recognize some kid from when i was in grade 6. some lil punk ass that has to many problems to count.
we had problems back in grade 6 when he threatened my friend with a compass from those lil kits every kid had for math class. so i bent his wrist back. way back then. for doing that he got kicked outta school. punkass bitch.
i haddnt seen him since. it has been almost 10 years. bbut i guess the mother fucker still holds a grudge.
so he starts mumbling shit about me under his breath.
i wasnt in the mood for bs. so i said to him
"hey tuff guy. why dont u try sayin that so i can hear."
at this point a mutual friend grabs the dude and drags him into the corner.
likely saying something along the lines of "dude that is angelo. u really shouldnt do this." knowing i would chew the fuck up and spit him out, cause punk is one flavor i dont enjoy.
so i walk up stairs to the main level. to tell masta about my encounter in the basement.
"masta get that dude outta your house. b4 he has to be carried out."
so as the guy comes up the stairs i rush at him, what a turd. he ran out the door.
he left a funny message on my answering machine that i really want to put up here but it isnt very nice.
he threatened my moms. who does that. like sure u have a prob with me. take it up with me. dont ever threaten my family. he crossed a line that should never be crossed.. and now hes fucked.

killed softly at 5/29/2004 01:21:00 PM
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some people lie for a living. i dont.
fuckers

killed softly at 5/29/2004 03:28:00 AM
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Friday, May 28, 2004



this is my cool friend ash. we used to party all the time. but now that she lives even closer to me, i dont get to see her as often.
whats the deal with that.
i guess she just thinks.
"meh. hes so close i can see him anytime"
well im letting you know u cant. u have to come and see me soon or the wedding is off.

killed softly at 5/28/2004 07:27:00 PM
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this is some crazy afgan hash. check the authentic stamp.. pretty cool stuff.

killed softly at 5/28/2004 07:23:00 PM
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Tonite is not going to be good i can already tell. its only 6 pm and i am tired as hell.
fuck why did friday have to come so early this week, and why does my cell phone have to be broken.
on a lighter note my friend krista told me she was having a party tonite. her fam is away so she is going to jam. i told her to call me if shit gets to outta hand for her. then i will rush up ther and start kicking some ass for her. i hope all goes well.
have a great night everyone

killed softly at 5/28/2004 06:08:00 PM
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This is one of my fave radiohead songs. but wait thats not radiohead singing it. click on the pic to hear.

killed softly at 5/28/2004 12:54:00 PM
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this is my friend alex(on the right). she works at aldo. she really hates it when people try on loads of shoes and then they dont buy anything. let me give u a hint dont wast her time. she may look sweet and small but she will bust your head.

killed softly at 5/28/2004 11:24:00 AM
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Today is friday. its high day.

fridays are all ways very busy for me. i have a lot of running around to do. make sure everyone is ok for the weekend. its stressful but for some reason i seem to love stress.
i put myself is so many stress-filled situations, its like im trying to see how far i can push myself mentally, and physically. b4 i have a mental break down. or a give myself another Ulcer.



"shes a crumblimg astroid. and im a shooting star"
this is a very ironic comment that i heard last night
it was used to show how one person is slowly falling in life, while the other is on fire like a shooting star.
just so u all know. a shooting star is a crumbling astroid. it is a nice analogy. but it just dont hold toghether under water.

killed softly at 5/28/2004 10:18:00 AM
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This is timmah rant click on the picture to hear the beast.

killed softly at 5/28/2004 12:09:00 AM
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Thursday, May 27, 2004


this is Mr. Mod. we had a good time on sunday. fabio rocked the house.
he is not wired or ne thing in this picture.

killed softly at 5/27/2004 11:44:00 PM
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this is my friend timmah. he is showing off his new handicapable shoes. hes not handicapped he is handicapable.
ive know timmah for a really long time. he is insane. totally out there. i am going to let him do an aud post for me soon so you all can see exactly what im talking bout.
this is the type of guy that get arrested and as soon as the cop is about to hand cuff him. he is like "fuck you piggy" and will push the cop, and take off into the bushes to his house.
then he leaves the city and goes to montreal for a month all on his parents wallet. he is seriously my hero.

killed softly at 5/27/2004 09:54:00 PM
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this is me smoking some weed at a park.
it has been a busy day for me today. i have been up since 630 and only took one nap.
i am going to listen to radiohead while i sleep tonite. it ussually gives me fucked up thingies that i remember when i wake up in the morn.

killed softly at 5/27/2004 09:41:00 PM
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this is an audio post - click to play

killed softly at 5/27/2004 01:46:00 PM
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So as u can see my site has changed around a lil bit. im still working out some lil things so it should be all good in no time. It was really fucked for a bit there. but then the HTMLman fixed that shit for me. He ran that code like it was his bitch.
hopefully by friday it will look really good.

killed softly at 5/27/2004 10:00:00 AM
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Wednesday, May 26, 2004

So i dont know how to use blogger very well. but i found this cool new template. i need to know how to have a picture in my right hand side that doesnt move while i scroll down. also i lost my comments. and dont know how much i like the new blogger ones. so will someone, anyone . please just lend me a hand.

killed softly at 5/26/2004 03:35:00 PM
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This is my buddy Masta, he is the champ of funneling. that is he new girl friend. the plastic one, her name is Luciel. masta makes out with here everyday after work.
she must give him some ultimate pleasure.
as for my self i dont funnel. or ever drink beer for that matter.
im a vodka man myself.

killed softly at 5/26/2004 12:36:00 PM
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Tuesday, May 25, 2004

killed softly at 5/25/2004 02:57:00 PM
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this is Bad Boy Benny P.
this kid is a real badass. his birthday was this past weekend and we had one great time after another.
i cooked a nice feast at his house on Saturday, great grub. Hamburgers, sausages, shishki bobs-, loads of corona(all this not bought by me of course). It was a great event. after the food a special guest arrived and livened the party right up.
Benny was still hung over from the night b4 and was not having the greatest time.
untill he got arrested by the prosty cop. and was made a fool in front of us all.
o well it was all in good fun.




killed softly at 5/25/2004 01:42:00 PM
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Monday, May 24, 2004

i hate the lil fuckers with glow sticks that think they are gods gift to ravers.
"get that light show shit the fuck outta my face. Before i throw those glow sticks across the fucking club.fucker"



They sure do make for a good pic though





This looks like a scene from 'Star Wars'
"Give into the dark side of the force"

killed softly at 5/24/2004 09:02:00 PM
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im such a rebel. wow. u cant tell my hair is all gay blonde and pink in that pic.

That pic was taken last night at systems soundbar.
i got totally shittied and had a blast the music was amazing
they must have had the sound system seriously pumped last night cause today im totally def. cant hear ne thing except a small ringing in my ear.
my mom keeps screaming at me and i can t hear her
i think that i will go def everyday from now on.
my mom is a really crazy woman. i fear her. and her meno-p ways.
serious hot flashes and mood swings.
i have to move out soon time i want to travel the world and kick some ass in the process.
i really want to get a job at GSUS in Holland. i seriously would give my right arm to be an intern there.
i have sent them countless email trying to get them to let me be a distributer for them on the west coast of canada.
i have the capitol to start it. i just need their clothing.
blah that is all i have to write about right now.
check u on the flip side

killed softly at 5/24/2004 01:24:00 PM
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Sunday, May 23, 2004

Dear Ungrateful World;


Although everyone on Earth has failed to give me even half the accolades and adulation that should go with me, angelo, being the 3rd coming of christ, I will still fulfill my destiny. For you insolent pukes, I will shed my blood to once again open the gates of heaven.

Start erecting statues, singing songs, scoring touchdowns and doing other shit for my glory, because you fuckers owe me big,



Jesus Christ III
a.k.a. angelo


P.S. Don't do an autopsy this is definitely suicide.

killed softly at 5/23/2004 09:08:00 PM
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i really want to go out tonite i cant wait. it should be a good time. i hope they have a 19 + area. cause seriously jungle without booze. is like drum without bass.
i honestly am starting to hate some people that i hang out with.
i guess it just gets like that when friends spend to much time together.
the smallest quirks in their personality can just set you right off.
its like i judge everything everyone says/does, i dont really like to be in that position. its just the way my mind works.
i wish that it was 6 months ago. even though it was winter and shitty, i had a different look on life.
my eyes were open to the world.
my spirit was flowing freely in the pool of cool.
i had a best friend who was the coolest person in the world to me and would do anything for me. but i fucked that one up really large.
i wish i could just change just one moment in time. i wonder how things would bbe like now. if not 5 years from now. if i had just made that one different decision. would i be happy? dead? in jail? a priest?
i guess no one was ever really ment to go back in time and change the way their life turned out.
its erie to think about. that u could change your current possition in life with one change of mind 10 years ago.
fuck thinking about this is making me feel like shit.
i hate it.
o well
cheers

killed softly at 5/23/2004 03:41:00 PM
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la la la im really bored.
i think im going to Foundation tonite. it should be a good time.
i have really slipped back into the drum and bass scene.
it has a tight grasp on me like a baby chimp to his mothers back.

blah
blah
blah
im tired back to bed.

killed softly at 5/23/2004 10:31:00 AM
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Friday, May 21, 2004

masta is callin me a homo
he is one fucked up indi
he says he cant sit here anymore.
the e is taking control of him making him runn around like an idiot.
no more k hole he says.
his life is fun.
i wish i could be him sometimes


check the sketchy guy in the backround.
o goodness. badnewsbaseball

killed softly at 5/21/2004 11:17:00 PM
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im lost
im mean
im abusive
im crazy
im hated
im loathed
im loved
im jealous
im greedy
im selfish
im trying
im dying
im lyin
im inlove

killed softly at 5/21/2004 01:26:00 PM
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ya this is my mean face.
i wanted to kill this dude at the bar last night. i was there with 20+ of my friends... and this fucking guy i want to kill is sitting right next to us, i had to leave without even saying goodbye to my friends. If i had not have sneaked out when they wernt looking, questions would have arised.
"why u leaving douche bag?"
"well cause i want to kill that guy over my left shoulder"
all 20 at once would stand up grab the guy and be like "this asshole?"
and would procede to start kicking his ass with out even my help.
i didnt want to go to jail again last night. so i quietly made my way out the front door, with out even a 'goodbye', or anything.
i hate when fuckers ruin my nite...
next time im going to make an example of all dickheads. so this is everyones fair warning. if u fuck with me anytime after i post this... prepare to get your ass beaten.

killed softly at 5/21/2004 10:57:00 AM
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Thursday, May 20, 2004



this is my friend Estera.
she is really cool
she used to hate me more then ne one has ever hated me b4. but now she doesnt.

the first time we me i told her that i lived in a cardboard box. and she totally believed me. hahahah got her good...

killed softly at 5/20/2004 04:01:00 PM
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Wednesday, May 19, 2004

is it wrong to to sit in the sun and drink corona's all day?
i dont think so. but my body seems to have a problem with it.
my stomach is fucked and i am already hung over at 1030 pm

i guess the weed dont really help my case either. god i love the smell of skunk in the morning.

killed softly at 5/19/2004 10:33:00 PM
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Does he have a good argument or what?

Sonia Ghandi declined the position of Prime Minister of India. People were outraged when she told them that



"Today that (inner)voice tells me i must humbly decline"
Members of the lower house responded "the inner voice of the people of India says that u have to become the Prime Minister of India."
this all coming within hours of Congress officials announced that she would be sworn in as the Prime Minsister on Friday.

there is obviously a fucked up situation over there if this innocent man threatens to kill himself over Ghandi taking the roll as prime minsister. i dont know what i would do if i was in his position.

killed softly at 5/19/2004 12:26:00 PM
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i knife in the back is cold.
i hate being stabbed in the back... esspecially when i did nothing to deserve it.
my feelings were actually hurt. something like that really hurts. and im still really pissed off. Like who the fuck does that.
people in this town have learned not to fuck with me. its the new people that have yet to learn
whatever. revenge is a dish best served cold.

my friend is here, he called asking if i was literate.
"sure i am dude" i replied "you need me to edit an essay for you?"
"yeah man how'd ya know?"
"i have esp"
So all of u stop thinking dirty thoughts of me.

so here i am waiting for his laptop to boot up. so i can edit his essay about some movie he watched in class.
i didnt even do my own homework when i was in highscool, now im doin someone else's.
i m 22 doing a 18 yearolds work.
ha

i guess im smarter then you all gave me credit for.
its 11 am and my friend who lives in montreal is in town. he just called and is comming
by for a joint.
here is a racey picture with him and my buddy who was in bill madison


"You're Gay O'doyle Rules!"
Photo Credit james
and of course just as i was previewing my post my friend walks in to see the picture.
bah hahahhahahaaa.

killed softly at 5/19/2004 10:59:00 AM
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Tuesday, May 18, 2004

got some of the best stinky sticky icky.
cant wait to hit it.
gonna put a picture to make u all so very jealous tonite



so this isnt the bud that i have, but it is still some chronic.

killed softly at 5/18/2004 01:15:00 PM
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Monday, May 17, 2004

killed softly at 5/17/2004 05:37:00 PM
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killed softly at 5/17/2004 03:49:00 PM
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Wow. it was a really long weekend. it all started friday night like most weekends do.
i was gettin ready to go out to theory. sittin at Timmah's livin a lie. we all were gettin really wasted. timmah was rambling on about his trip to cuba... "greatest memory ever guys. i will never forget it" even though he thought that we were with him in cuba. when i all actuallity we were not.. timmah. what a guy.

so i head to theory vodka in hand. and love in my heart. get inside and realize that i could have gotten in for cheeper if not free, if i had not lost the coatcheck girls number. the night was amazing. got all lovey dovey. mashed up on beers and vodka. what a world.

saturday i spent watching movies and feelin depressed. it was not a good day for me. i didnt even leave the house.

sunday i was at canada's wonderland.. rode the drop zone. which seriously i am not a fan of at all. i am so afraid of heights. im not going to lie
i had my eyes closed the whole time.

found out some disturbing news today. meh. what can u do. live life, or die trying.
that is my new motto.
have a good day all and i hope that your weekend was as fucked up as mine..

killed softly at 5/17/2004 11:00:00 AM
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Friday, May 14, 2004



Can You Say FUCK?

killed softly at 5/14/2004 07:06:00 PM
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i was just thinking about how much fun i had working at the strip club..
i was a cheff at a local strip club for a few months when i was 18. i lied and told them i was 19 so i could work there.
i used to get free booze and food everyday that i worked
which was every day from 11 am till 2am
it was a really harsh schedual for a kid my age.. esspecially i when i would come home from work every night really really wasted.
i had a really big crush on one of the shooter girls and she would drive me home on the nights she was working.. nothing really amounted from that.
she used to dress in her school uniform. which i thought was a lil sad and quite attractive.
she would smoke me a joint everynight after work... god damn i cant even remember her name.... where ever you are nameless shooter girl.. thank u.



killed softly at 5/14/2004 06:00:00 PM
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Honestly 'im with busey' is the best show i have ever seen.. thoses 2 idiots compliment eachother soo soo well.
i wish i could spend just one day with gary. i think we would get a long much better then that nerdy dude that he does the show with now. i really wish they would have eaten the poo they found.
im bored of everyother show on tv now.. busey u have poisened my mind.

killed softly at 5/14/2004 04:30:00 PM
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Today i will be going to theory. and i am changing my cell phone number.
my stupid sidekick/hiptop has given me nothing but problems. fucking hell it was such a cool phone and i payed an arm and a leg for it. im sad to see it go.
i guess this ghost line will treat me much better since there is no bill to pay.

ya ya
cant wait for ray keith.

killed softly at 5/14/2004 11:14:00 AM
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Thursday, May 13, 2004

you all know now where the cool people will be tomorow. so come

killed softly at 5/13/2004 12:14:00 PM
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this is a really nice picture i took of some chrrrrrroooonic.
i guess the bud here is the best in the world. and seriously i am really lucky. if i had to smoke shitty bud. i dont know where i would be right now...probably on my way to getting a phD..

killed softly at 5/13/2004 11:21:00 AM
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this is a picture that one of my friends sent me. i had no clue where it was from.. but then i remembered
it was last november in london. at air bands
i was so trashed. watching girls from sororeities dance around and do air bands. o god i was wasted.. like who drinks champagne?

killed softly at 5/13/2004 10:38:00 AM
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Wednesday, May 12, 2004

killed softly at 5/12/2004 10:48:00 AM
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