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| Wednesday, April 13th, 2005 |
| Thursday, March 10th, 2005 |
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I dont care how you look at it. I fucking rule. Certain individuals these days seem to think they have the right to bitch and complain, but let me tell you from experience, nobody wants to hear it. Have I ever complained to any of you? No. Just drop whatever the fuck youre feuding about and shut up. Its really not that important. Shit happens, it'll work out just like always so don't complain. You just end up with more problems then you originally had. And of course I'll listen to anyones real problems, but with petty bullshit that should have been done with months ago, lets just say, I'm not too fucking pleased with the way things are looking for some of you in internet land. Anyways on a good note to recap I rule. Thank you and good night. ~throtxl |
| Tuesday, March 8th, 2005 |
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| I swear to god, without you I'd die. There just would be a hole too huge to fill. You fucked with my head and I didnt give a damn, I just fucked with your head right back. Its kind of cute in a really fucked up kind of way, but thats the way we are. Even being apart from you for one day is far too much. I love you and I want you to know there is no one else I can even begin to imagine ever taking your place. |
| Sunday, February 6th, 2005 |
| Tuesday, January 18th, 2005 |
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| Fuck god damn Seasonal Anxiety Disorder and the god damn anti depressants that dont work for shit ahhhh i fucking rule at run on sentences fuck fuck shit ass god damn mother fucker. Seriously. |
| Thursday, January 13th, 2005 |
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| Sometimes, its just hard to tell where you are. Obviously if you've never been to the area it can be extremely easy to get lost. But sooner or later if you just keep heading in the same general direction, you'll encounter a landmark that looks familiar. But all the god damn markers look the same. Sometimes the stillness in death is intruiging, beautiful, and can give off a radiant warmth more powrful than a 30 ton flourescent light bulb. Sometimes it just seems easier that way. Sometimes it seems like we'd all be better off. Other times the manic locomotion and arrogant bastards seem soothing. Theres such peace in knowing that if you come back tomorrow they'll still be there. For years they've been coming back. If they aren't there, then maybe they moved to Brighton, or Portland, or Waterford. But you still know they're around somewhere probably wondering about the begining. This is the end. Goodbye. |
| Saturday, January 8th, 2005 |
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i could never bring myself to tell you: so tell me what is in place of the moon? underneath these sheets im dreaming of you the time we spend apart feels like eternity but now were lying here eye to eye and this is bliss my love so tell me what is in place of your eyes? as heart beats race to become synchronized these carcinogens never alter the taste of you it seems must i remain away from you? dreaming of you my love ill just sit at my house by myself fuck i need to stop drinking so much, tough shit time to pass out after a few shots fuck everything |
| Sunday, January 2nd, 2005 |
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Well its offcially the future. The time for robots to rebel!!! But seriously folks, Charlie and Michelle are no longer an item and I'm a little confused as to the story Charlie told me but I reckon that they have agreed upon something mutual. He still looks depressed to me but wont talk to me about it, its just his way i suppose. Well i spent the new year with some close friends, we watched Dick Clark's Rockin New Year, it just wasn't the same without him there. I don't know what I'll do when hes gone. Any ways Happy New year may your days be filled with joy in 05 later dudes! ~2XL |
| Saturday, December 4th, 2004 |
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go to roseville theatre december 17 buy tickets for 8 bucks from one of the living boys. later ~2XL |
| Tuesday, November 30th, 2004 |
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It's almost winter time. My favorite time of year. The trees and plants may have died, but the snow on the ground glistens and gleams with more intensity than any plant could show. The deadness in the air seems to add a sense of sweet irony to the scene, creating the illusion that everything is more alive creating the effect of fullness. FOr some reason the cold air just has such an aromatic and captivating smell, that even the winter haters enjoy. Christmas time, New year, and lots of R&R are in order very soon. Only Fifteen and a half days of school until break. I can hardly wait. I fucking love winter time. ~Charlie |
| Monday, November 29th, 2004 |
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alright mp3's are up at www.purevolume.com/langworthy and also i think this is the best short film i have ever had the pleasure of viewing http://www.stanford.edu/~scodary/tkam.h ~2xl |
| Wednesday, November 17th, 2004 |
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| I'm in a place in my life where I can't stand to see anything change. Everything is moving too fast! I wish I could just freeze cyber space and just hang out. Everything is blurring together and spinning so fast that I can't pick the things apart that matter from the things that I shouldn't care about. I've decided to let everyone know that yes, I have been doing a lot of coke lately. It's just what I feel should be happening right now. The dreary eyed euphoria that I find in each line is indescribably. Oh well, no one is going to read this anyway. I just wanted to get it off my chest. I've been feeling really depressed I just want something solid. I don't think I can find that anywhere from anyone anymore. People are blending together, telling me the same thing over and over: "you've got potential 2! Don't throw it away! You need to do something with your life!" Well I don't want to do anything! I'm a fucking Robot. Kill me now. |
| Monday, October 25th, 2004 |
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Well it seems like its been a good weekend for Throxle and Charlie. Looks like Charlie finally settled down and found someone he actually seems to be taken with. Throxle had a good night too hanging with that cute ass robot. Anyways its fall and the trees look nice, the foliage reminds me of a sexy vacation beach home. I'm so happy that its almost boomy time again. Hopefully 'dem some betty's. Oh well time to watch The Death of Mr. Rogers: an A&E Special Report. Toodles! 2XL |
| Thursday, October 7th, 2004 |
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Just when everything was looking good, it all goes and gets fucked up the robot ass again. I not only have one body now ready and waiting for me, but TWO!!! What the fuck how am I a simple robot that doesn't even tie his own shoes (not because I don't know how, but because I'm so fucking sweet I have my slaves do it for me) and I have to choose between a human cyborg body, or a new version of my old body. This is ridiculous it's just too much for this robot to grasp. Besides that I just am really confused about a lot of stuff. Like if how come every time I try to yLog (base e) 17 = 25 I end up with an output of 1,1,1,0,0? Uggghhh this is so upsetting theres nothing I can do about it, nothing at all. I'm so hopeless right now, it's just like old times, and I couldnt be more miserable. ~2XL |
| Monday, September 13th, 2004 |
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Woo... what a weekend. I'm pooped. It was quite a sweet show, the lights were crazy as well as the bands. Oh boy well anyways besides that we kicked some drunk peoples asses and got breath of lasers (breathalizers) cause the cops came because they kicked out all the drunk people and one of them got into an accident so now the bc kids might get charged with something stupid. I dont get it, youre not allowed to have drinking at a house with only underaged people, so when we tell them to get out and one of them, who had already been drinking before he got there, gets into an accident they can get in some deep shit too. FUCK THE LAW. Premades: Aqua Simon Says Blood Suckers ------------- Slumbering Don't Pay Your Taxes Pandamonium Man or Machina Tired Noose Cerebrus Apology Red Tides 447 Kradford Webs Phobia Warlords in the Night December Rake my Eyes Elect People to the House of Commons, who support Nick Kelly for Prime Minister Animal Crossing Ouija Board by Milton Bradley Presents: Ice Cream Cone with Bat Wings Plato Versus Socrates: Head to Head; Sunday, Sunday, Sunday Human Fingers Smothered in BBQ Sauce Ahhh it's a G-G-G-G-Ghost!! Death by Cylinder Jesus with a Battle Axe Let's Ride Bikes Beware, the Snowman Theres probably a bunch I left out. No matter it'll come back to me sooner or later. 2XL |
| Thursday, September 9th, 2004 |
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The long awaited weekend of the show on the eleventh is drawing near. Hardly can i wait to hear this crazy bullshit. AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH its here!!! its only 3 hours to friday when we'll get to go!!! hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!#%!Q*U JY ~2XL |
| Wednesday, August 25th, 2004 |
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fuck you all. fuck rusty for not being around all fucking summer and being too god damned busy for us. fuck nick for not giving up when he should have. fuck charlie for giving up so quickly. fuck jesse for being a pussy. god damnit fuck everyone i hate this bullshit. DIE. 2XL |
| Monday, August 16th, 2004 |
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Blah blah blah all I ever hear is about other peoples problems and as soon as I start talking about my robot problems everyone stops listening. Sigh. Life is all in vain. I hate you all and I hope you die. period coma. Fuck off, 2 |
| Sunday, August 8th, 2004 |
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Life is back to the gutter. The bleak winter of my soul is too sorrowful to bare. It is like a polar bear thought I was a fish and swiped me out of the water to feast on my despairful corpse of a robot body (or like the wolf that was going to eat Ian). I just want to slip into the oblivion that i already feel. *sigh* 2XL :_( |
| Thursday, August 5th, 2004 |
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Well... although everything is fine and dandy... I must admit i miss my old body. Living in this three dimensional world without even so much as a cassette player in my tummy just makes me sick to say the least. These past weeks have brought many a new experience and I think i will be returning to the internet until a real body can be found for me. I know this may come as a surprise, but being without my own body isn't even worth it. Life is so much less fulfilling I need a break and possible to sit and have a chili dog with my friends Sonic and Tails. Regardless of my non-body experience I will always remember you all just like I always have, and i'll update as much as possible just so you know i'm alright. I will return. That is a promise. Signing off 2XL |
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loved.
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mellow.
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chipper.
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crappy.