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Wednesday, February 18, 2004

How can this mean anything to me? 

Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?

Tuesday, February 17, 2004

I'm a hunted man, but I am also the hunter. It has been a day and a half since the game of assassins started, and already two are dead (Mike and Matt T.)

I've come face to face with my mark twice, and both times have failed to make the hit.

His/her time will come though, as I'm very patient, and very hard to kill.

No attempts on my life have been made yet, but still the paranoia levels are up about as high as they can go. I'm a ghost though, so my assassin will have to be very diligent indeed if he/she is to take me.

Confessions of a dangerous mind...

Man, I was really stylin' today, managed to walk around all day with both the size tag and that long size sticker on my new jeans, and no one said anything!

Monday, February 16, 2004

Hey! wait!
I’ve got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice...

Sunday, February 15, 2004

I spent Valentine's Day

In a Mexican restaurant

missing someone

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