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Sat, Apr. 24th, 2010, 12:31 pm

why do i feel like crying when looking at the graphic for the DFL endorsement process?

it's that little guy that wins that really does it to me

Thu, Aug. 27th, 2009, 02:10 pm

i just came home from playing a couple of shows in steven's point wisconsin and at michigan tech in Houghton which is in the upper peninsula of michigan. on the way home ben and i went camping just south of duluth. we hiked through the woods for hours and scaled jagged slate rock along the rapids of the st louis river and got totally sweaty and tired and at night a skunk wandered into our campsite and we panicked mildly and debated if we should get in the car and decided not to because the skunk was kind of by the car. then a family of raccoons kept trying to come for our beer. also it was super super dark and quiet and i won't even go into talking about the stars because you can't really translate something like that into text without sounding like an asshole.
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Sun, Jun. 28th, 2009, 09:13 pm

the night michael jackson died ben and i were walking around uptown after bar close at the CC, i was upset over the things that are happening and we were walking through an alley smoking. in the alley across the street from us, behind the pocketknife, we saw two guys in white shirts beating the shit out of another guy, like really going at him, kicking him in the face. (it should be noted that situations like this tend to send me into a blind panic, like seeing an animal get run over or something, and causes me to, in certain cases, run to the fight or whatever and scream and attempt to break it up which has nearly gotten me into some real shit before but this was not the time for that because it looked real real bad. but i digress.) a car coming down 26th was passing the alley, and seeing what was happening quickly turned into the alley, causing the men who were beating up this dude to take off running. a lot of shouts of "are you ok, are you ok man?" to which he replied something like "they were trying to steal my fucking bike!" but seemed ok. ben and i briefly discussued calling the cops but didn't, i don't really remember why not though... we ended up walking behind the apartment next to my house and peeking around to see if the evil guys were still around. when we didn't see them, we sat in my front yard and continued our previous conversation. a couple minutes passed and we saw the whiteshirts walking down 26th, across the street from us. we cautiously started heading inside when yet another guys comes out of nowhere, whisper-shouting "guys, hey, hold up." we were pretty nervous about all all of this by this point and kept our distance, but the guy goes "did you see those guys? they were trying to fuck with me, they were following me for a while and now they're trying to get into cars" and sure enough we look and dudes are trying to break into these cars on harriet, really getting in them and stuff. so that's it, i'm calling the cops, who get here in two seconds flat (i know, we were all shocked) and actually five squad cars show up so god help what other poor sap was getting his ass kicked in another neighborhood in minneapolis that night. they totally busted the guys, yesss, and we got questioned by yet more COPS COPS COPS and it was hard answering some of the questions and explaining the story because i was kind of inebriated due to drinking in grumpy's northeast with my boss and then hauling it over to CC club for a nightcapper. you know, the old "so, what's your address ms larson?" and me standing in my front yard unable to remember my new address because "we like, just moved in recently" i.e. a year and a half ago. yikes. anyways, we sat around and watched the lights on the cars for a while when the dude who came up to us last asked if he could sit with us. we replied sure, why not and he sat down and began mumbling, "you know, i'm a good guy but i'm not perfect... i'm a drunk, i'm an alcoholic, but i don't go around fucking with people, you know" and we were only half paying attention really, and he says "you know, you are just a beautiful couple and i hope you get married and have a bunch of babies and just get out of this place, you know? just get away from all this n*ggershit."
so moral is, don't help anyone because they are all racist.

Mon, May. 18th, 2009, 07:05 pm

i found this picture on an organ at a party the other night. does anyone recognize it or the style of the artist? i am really into this picture and want more information on it but don't want to google image search "naked woman goat demon" while at the coffee shop.

Thu, Feb. 19th, 2009, 05:10 pm

i've been having bits of bad luck lately but i don't suppose any of it is brought on because of


edit: where are my breasts in this picture?

Sun, Jan. 11th, 2009, 08:07 pm

oh yeah and there's this, if you are here in minneapolis on this day it is my birthday and i'd love for you to come hangout with me on my birthday.

Wed, Nov. 26th, 2008, 06:28 pm

i'm thankful that some jackass waltzed right into the back room at my work yesterday and stole my call phone and wallet right out of my bag so i have no money and no i.d. and had to cancel my bank account and have no access to any money for 7-10 days.


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