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July 26, 2006 10:29 AM PDT
stranded ...
i'm sitting in the food court of a mall in the town i grew up in. i forgot how much i fucking hate these things. i came up here to get my hand tattooed last night and i was overdue for an oil change so i thought i'd hit up a jiffy lube before i headed back to boston. now i'm stuck here for an hour or more while they take care of my car. it's like dawn of the brain dead in here, looking at all the crotch topic "fashion" junkies and the white-trashua townie families with their screaming children that they ignore while they suck down their grizzeled corpse patties from murder king. hopefully my younger brother will come and rescue me so we can go and get a drink and catch up and what not. in the meantime...thank god for wireless, eh?
last updated July 26, 2006 10:36 AM PDT
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July 26, 2006 10:56 PM PDT
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July 28, 2006 12:39 AM PDT
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July 28, 2006 12:40 PM PDT
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August 1, 2006 1:00 AM PDT
i must admit.
but i still eat "murdered" meat.


posted
July 26, 2006 10:38 AM PDT
or you could go for a walk.