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De-virginize the Poi Time
Let me just get this off my chest right quick: waiting for the mailman to arrive with a highly anticipated package is like waiting for water to boil when the stove is not even on! I finally got my first fire toys today, the palm torches below and a pair of poi (both ordered from FireToys). Now I am highly anticipating the sun to go down so I can BURN BABY BURN! In the meanwhile, I am practicing and jamming out to Beatmassa’s song in progress. I’ll keep you updated once it’s complete…. check out the latest Silver Layer
OH Shhhh!@?*
You tell me what this crazy little person is saying:
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Almost a Dream Come True
Well it’s a closer than almost. If any of you have ever had the opportunity to hear my ultimate most vivid imagination on a tangent describing what I see when I hear Square Pusher’s: Iambic 9 Poetry on the Ultravisitor album, you will totally flip your lid after seeing Wall-E. M and I saw this movie tonight, and during the entire flick I could not get that song out of my head. It was my imagination come true, but with robots and space and all futuristic as opposed to beautiful colorful birds in a lush rain forest. It was still, just as my imagination, an absolutely moving must-see! I would have to say hands down in my Top 7 of all times. Yes, it was that good. I strongly suggest you check it out…. especially after listening to the recommended tune-age. I will admit tears were shed….
Drunk Drivers
Come on- you know you’ve done it. Maybe not. I am no saint when it comes to this serious situation. I am the epitome of a drunk driver. Well, I used to be.
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I gave my 2 weeks notice at my place of employment. Yes yes. I finally did it. I talked the talk for a minute or few, and then I decided that hey I won’t be a lazy bastard, I’ll walk. I handled it professionally- wrote a professionally vague letter of resignation (Ctrl C-n- V’ed it, ssshhhhh) stating that my last day would be June 15th.
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