July 2010
6 posts
Rabbit’s habits: yeah bitch, lavish
The other morning I woke up and was mysteriously in possession of the entire first season of Clarissa Explains It All.
Do these shoes come in black? Nope, just in brown.
The colors, Duke, THE COLORS!
I just finished reading Captive, a book by journalist Jere Van Dyk about being a prisoner of the Taliban. This is the first book I’ve read straight through in probably three years. It was really good. You can watch Jon Stewart’s interview with the author here.
Just renewed the circumlo.cutio.us domain for another year. Woo! And I accidentally left mrscla.us on auto-renew, so I dropped $20 on another year of that, too. …aaanyway, anyone want to buy a really awesome Christmas-themed domain? Only $5000! Contact Justin for details.
June 2010
13 posts
The discourse in chorus for this course of action, from core lust with coarse trust we seek satisfaction.
divet rivet, diver river
Manual becomes automatic after awhile. Like automatic labor and automatic stimulation and an owner’s automatic. Haha no none of those.
How many F-Degs are outside?
According to TV, Taco Bell cashiers are always really hot.
Remember the simple machines unit? That was a good unit.
Bottled water has an expiration date. Anyone else find that odd?
My neighbor just heard me yelling “jello pages!” and laughing to myself. …I’m glad we’ve never actually met.
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and he’ll find that he preferred it when you just gave him free fish. Fishing is boring — he’d rather play video games or something.
What’s something that is disproven simply by being written down? “This pen doesn’t work.”
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Wonder bread.
It’s frustrating consciously knowing I’m crazy. This must be how girls feel.
It’s interesting that some products (unlike cigarettes for example) actually brag about their addictive nature and use it as a selling point. See: Chips, iPhone games
May 2010
19 posts
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The disparity between my potential and my product drives me crazy sometimes.
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Here’s a note I wrote to myself recently in my blog notebook:
Jackie Chan \*
Don’t remember writing it. Thanks, self. Keep the content a-comin’.
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Damn … never realized how dirty the lyrics of “Vindicated” by Dashboard Confessional were …
So turn
Up the corners of your lips
Part them and feel my finger tips
Trace the moment, fall forever
Defense is paper thin
Just one touch and I’d be in
Too deep now to ever swim against the current
So let me slip away
Need a free way to video chat with a friend? Just log on to ChatRoulette and keep clicking “next” until you find your friend!
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I wonder who has sex with Kenan Thompson and if she laughs a lot during.
This.
When I travel I go into auto-pilot mode. I have very little memory of how I got home just now.
Alack! Of color here.
Why do airports, in which lots of people walk around with bags on wheels, have raised tile floors? It’s very noisy.
I’ll say “be right there” but you’ll be left there, alone.
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I wonder if when I’m older, well off, and more mature, I’ll remember when I was 22, headed nowhere, sitting in my apartment alone at 2 a.m. drinking Yuengling and yelling at the characters in The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker.
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I dance a lot more now that I live alone.
As a child, I was very intrigued by tangled phone cords.
Get dressed and out of my mind.
Man, this food is the scrum diddly.
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HOPE YOU READ THIS.
Let bygones be bygones, and let the past stay past.
If you forget, there’s nothing left to forgive.
And if you can’t forget, you’ll probably go crazy, in slowly diminishing torrents, for the rest of your star-crossed life. Good luck.
I’m sorry.
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I LOVE IT WHEN I THOUGHT I PUSHED A BUTTTONNN BUT I DIDN’T WANNA AND THEN IT TURNS OUT I DIDN’T PUSH THE BUTTONNN!!!!!
Remember “Allow 6-8 weeks for delivery.”? Ridiculous.
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I’m going to start the Facebook group “WHERE ARE MY GLASSES?? Oh here they are, on my face.” and get thousands of stupid high schoolers to join it and then monetize the shit out of it. Who wants to design a hip t-shirt?
… Fuck. I did not research this one before writing it. Apparently there are already lots of pages/groups with this title or similar. Just do a Facebook...
April 2010
17 posts
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Sometimes I actually want a crazy, overbearing, high-maintenance girlfriend again. Is that like Stockholm syndrome?
I’m guessing the wind is pretty good at catching caution.
When my internet is slow, my life is slow.
[or, in this case, when a block of routers is down somewhere in Washington or California]
Texts with Holden
1:29 AM
Holden: I just saw a fucking rat. What the hell. Justin: What!!! Where??? There are rats living in my ceiling. Maybe our rats can be friends. H: No. No rat friends. H: :( J: Aww :( but I’ve already named mine and everything. H: … Justin. Leave your house more. That’s a plea. Lol J: Ratty McScratchalot and Sir Scratches Rattington. H: How do you know which is which? J: I...
Do a little dance, make a little love, get down with the sickness.
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We’ll go to get her together.
I want to buy a bridge/overpass and name it “The Influence”.
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One person knows what asterisk means now. And I don’t know if she even reads this.
Most guys don’t wash their hands. It’s pretty gross.
Sometimes on long drives alone I sing loudly and talk to myself in weird voices so much that my stomach starts to hurt. Isn’t that an interesting fact about my life?
My thoughts are always weird after I’ve just woken up. Like this morning I found the fact that we use our arms to balance ourselves really hilarious.
You were expelled from school like your stomach contents on pledge night.