Prime Numbers: 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 15, 17, 19, 23, 29

Black comedians are not afraid to laugh during their own sets and are a lot more expressive.

White Comedians have this blank look on their face all the time, like their lost.
They also don't laugh at their own jokes even when everyone is laughing.

Oh and I started to watch the democratic convention and right before Al Sharpton came on they started playing a song which I can't remember but It I can tell you that it was a song that if you were white in the 60s you probably didn't listen to.

Sure all the younger Generations like myself knew the song and even the words, The white older democrats however didn't.

you could see the social line at the convention and It made me a little sad to see all the black americans singing and dancing while all the white americans just kind of stood their lost...
with blank looks on their faces...

Matrix combined with Mario Bros.

http://www.neogeopro.com/stuff/mario.htm

Enjoi fellow superheroes
note: that just like all cool things on the internet you must have highspeed or it will take a loooong time to load.

peace

Movie Review:

The Village
First off let me just say I hope no one ruined this movie for you.

As you know this is the story of an isolated colonial settlement who share the land with "those who we do not speak of".
but something is amiss, livestock are being found stripped of all their hair and skin with their necks broken.
"Those who we do not speak of" are also crossing the borders and are searching for something....

There are some nice plot twists in this movie which I enjoyed to the snootches.
This movie will make you jump.(play kris kross music here)

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.
Making updating my life even lazier..

slizzas

Last night the women on the opposing team used a secret weapon against my team.
Their Pillows.
I told my men "Avert your eyes" but even I couldn't follow my own orders.
They kept touching them and showing them off to all the boys.
It was like staring into the sun herself.
Joey M also posted about this night.

someone commented on how my team and I were losing, I replied "If I'm losing,Then why am I so happy!?"

Indeed.Hippy.Indeed.
Now I am Blinded by the light.

I am sore

I am tired

I am hungry

my right massa toe is messed up

I am happy.

I played volleyball last night till 11pm and then afterwards I hung out with the opposing team in the parking lot of wendys.

I challenged a woman named Beth to a game of chicken.
consequently we are both chickens.

I used to work at wendys(so did my brother)
It was the first job we ever had.
I worked there for 8 months.
Memo worked there for 4 weeks.
Do no eat the chili.
===================================
I have spyware on my computer at work now due to my failure to remove my work email account from my home computer.

I also have been blessed with a brand new searchbar inside of IE now.
What ever I type changes the search features.

Robotic Pancake attacks vineyard.
Karate Masters admits he has no banannas.
Macy Greys Superstar Weekend Sale!
Original Blend plans caffeinated comeback tour coast to coast.

A long time ago.... (5-8 years ago)

In the Land of burning Sand.
Arizona was not the Sk8boarding mecca that it has become today.
It was an era of Ronin Sk8ers searching.....

We didn't always have so many wonderful parks to choose from and magazine coverage in Az was almost non existent.

One had to travel many miles to find an adequate spot to sk8 without a chance of being ticketed or kicked out.

The year was circa 1996 and it was a freakishly hot summer.
Actually come to think of it... all Arizona summers are freakishly hot.

His name is Nathan Scott Phillips and he's my best friend-Meatwad.

On My weekend...
I journeyed to the land of verdant Mountains, clear blue skies, spring well water and dirty, smelly hippies.

Prescott, Az

On my journey north that stormy night, an omen of good fortune was bestowed up on me by mother nature....Lightning.
It lit up the skies like a big flash of light.:) 

Deep in the recesses of my backpack a dvd quivered.
Fear not Master Shake! I said soothingly as I patted my backpack.
Agent Mulk shall see you safely through the night.

flashback
An hour before My sister and I had rushed to Suncoast Movie Company to snatch up the last copy of Aqua Teen hunger Force Vol.2
note to audience: I had spent the day before calling stores around the valley.
Suncoast had it on sale for 19.99(normally 29.99), no one else came close.
 
Where is it!
Where! I proclaimed, running like a cheetah across fiesta malls parking lot, stopping to catch my breath only when I arrived at Suncoast. 
 
I stared, jaw unhinged at the location where the holy dvd should have been nestled safely on the display rack!
The yellow Sale tag taunting me and sticking it's nose in my face.
 
Mulk! My sister Barbara K cried out
Look! and she pointed behind the counter
There in the back being safely guarded and under surveillance, no doubt awaiting yours truly, lay a dvd,my dvd, wrapped in shrink.
 
Let it Out! I cried!
Fry locke and Meatwad are suffocating!as tears dribbled down my cheeks.
I flung my debit card at the cashier who promptly swiped it in the credit card machine.
That will be 21.55, sir the slave driver said
please sign here.
 
It was their last copy. 

Upon my arrival the skies were so happy that they wept with joy at my return.
Luckily I was able to take shelter inside the shuttles homebase where I waited my friend Robs arrival.
And arrive he did with a girl who I later told "you're cute but crazy" one, Julie S.
Then we went and got our mutual friend walkman(joquin).
He was a little angry at not being able to use the phone inside his shuttle companies office.

Dude!I told the guy Hey, look my friend is supposed to come pick me up and I don't have a phone, can I please use yours?
Walkman was denied.

We rejoiced up our reunion by visiting a local water hole the Prescott Brewing Company.

Good times were had except for when Julie left without paying for her beers, but she came back.
fastforward past the drinking and dancing
On the day of my voyage home I was blessed with another gift from Mother nature.
An event some only see in dreams and read about in books with shiny knights,fairies and goblins.
A full on hardcore double Rainbow.
A Siegel of hope brightly shining in the sky for all to see.
We are talking two complete unbroken rainbows right next to each other.
I took pictures (x3)

I knew it was time to return to phoenix.

And I'm spent.

This has been AgentMulk
so fresh and so clean.

   

 

My life is rated NC-17.
What is your life rated? Frankly I am insulted. 

Countess:
It may hurt for a while but one day you'll share your love again
after all, It's shareware.

Bender:
Don't talk like that tragic romances always have a happy ending

futurama- a flight to remember

Hello friends

This is Agent Mulk and I would like to talk to you about a very important issue.
Murder.

specifically a man killing a pregnant woman.

You see friends  when Man decides to kill not only his wife,
someone who he took an oath to love and protect but also the product of the union between them.
Their child(sex trophy), his legacy, his contribution to the proliferation of the human race.
I think to myself, WWJD?
(What would a jerk do)?

 
This makes me ponder my anti-capital punishment standpoint.
I believe killing murders,rapists, and child molesters is counter productive and I know that If we use our imagination we'll find much more useful applications for these sons of bitches.

People shouldn't go from being a menace to becoming a burden.

Lets donate them to some hard science experiment applications like strapping someone to a rocket, launching the rocket and see how long they will live?

or

Remember the movie Event Horizon?
How long can you survive in space If I shoot you out a airduct?
See? I haven't even put that much thought and look what I came up with it?

how about?

How about how much sugar can the body absorb before it kills you?
How much coffee?
How many licks does it take to the center of a tootsie roll pop?

Now the world will have it's answers to these questions and others that have plagued our minds since the dawn of the Industrial age.

The only foreseeable setback is for the people who refuse to understand that if the system of punishment and the methodology that we are applying is broken, we should try other methods.
bitches.

This has been Agent Mulk 
Live from the fortress of solitude.


  

 

I love boobs.
Yes, I am not afraid to admit.
My god is a Big Soft Pillow.

Sadly fellow bloggers we are witness to a great travesty commited against the deadliest sex.
The taboo of naked breast(s).
My heart goes out to Janet and big swift fist in the face for timberlake.
I remember hearing Justin apologize his ass off on tv during interviews and award ceremonies.
Get a life man, It was a breast.
A beautiful bountiful breast.
They are not to be feared but to be held high and with great respect.

Fear not the boob and It shall set you free from the shackles of opression!

This rant brough to you by the fact that 5 months later and the Media is still acting like Jesus rose from the grave, again..  

This has been Agent Mulk
In search of Milk

In other news

What's up with this 32 dayJeopardy Champion?
That is one Deadly Hippy!
A Ninja Hippy I say!
I shall call him goldilocks

It's like staring into gods face and being told that you are It's most wonderous creation.

My apologies to the author but I though this was so funny I had to share it.

Fear of the Great mole Rat.

nuff said.

http://www.phobialist.com

 


I want to write the perfect song,and play it just for you,while you are tangled up in sleep.
-thrice "years to come"

Holy Catspokes! Batman.
Straight from her sweet luscious lavender lips.

They are now selling authentic Lightsabers on http://www.thinkgeek.com
I have started putting money aside right now.
$50 dollats everypaycheck which means I will have my new Lightsaber in 1 months time.
Assuming that aren't back ordered.
AIEE!!!

Can you guess which One I will get?

Note to Jaden: yank, yank.
You know you want to yank this!

Return of the Monster.

I love Cofeee.
yum
yum
yum
Woah!
Cofeee!
yum in my tum.

I bow before the mighty power of the Golden Bean.
I harvest the hidden power within.
Mix it with Milk and some sugar.
Caffeinated Silk for my Mulk belly.
Recognize!

In the end all will be brown....

The Revenge of Haloscan

In my travels across the blogosphere I have noticed a trend
While some blogs have seen an increase in traffic, there has been a steady decline in comments.
At first I thought It was crappy writing but then I began to review these blogs,
Jaden,Memo,The_Awesome.
No, sir they are all doing fine.
Where is the love? Is it the heat from the summer time?
Because I know you ain't blogging outside in the heat and you don’t know real pain until you have spent a summer in Phoenix,Az
So stop being lazy bitches and let these people know what you’re thinking
 
This has been Agent Mulk
blistering in the sun.

Insult of the day:
A demitasse would fit his head like a sombrero.
joke of the day:

My anya bananya turns two today.  
My angel.
I read her favorite story polka dot, polka dot. 
  
It's not the same through the phone, to not be able to hug her or see her expressions.
I can not hear her laugh or see her smile.
These are priceless and these are the things that make me feel alive.  
 
If I could go back and change time...
A stupid thought when I should be working on building the future, my future, her future,our future, together.
There is much guilt inside me, people tell me to let it go.
I want to scream at them.
Easier said than done.
 
A beautiful little girl with a broken heart, who I was so happy to have but sad.
becuse I hate her mom as a person, because everything was going so well before her mother called me and told me I was going to be father, because I was on the verge of something grand.
Anya didn't ask for this , she didn't ask for a broken family.
She didn't ask for a Father who hates her mother and It's my fault. 

  
Tragic because shortly after I had met a wonderful girl who was willing to stick by me, who made me realize that this is what a real relationship feels like and it was marvelous.
Someone who I knew was worth loving.
but I failed at this task and then when I though I was given a second chance with her, she fell out of love with me. 

so much pressure during these past two years building and building.
Everyone tells me to play the baby moma like some fool and I don't think its right, It's something she would do, no, It's something she tries to do, even right now.
the last two years all I heard was do this, do this, do this.
 
It made me curl up into a little ball , till I began to shut everyone out, Anya, Ingryd, my family  and now I am suffering.I am in hell.
 
I  screwed up enough to drive enough essential people away from me, how can I expect people to want to be with me when I hide from the truth.
 
but now I am living again.
There is much change going on and I just wish I didn't have to be so patient.
 
it burns hole a through everyone who feels it.

 

    
 

Congratulations on Agent Poop for receiving the coveted blog of the week award.
Mr. Poop joins the great Jaden, The_Awesome and Liberty_Bob.
 
and to answer all your emails,My Brother Agent G-slow is not eligible since he is familia.
Slizzas!
 
 

Right now I am enjoying the subtle flavors of scrambled eggs, oatmeal with a smidgen of butter plus a refreshing glass of carrot juice!
 
not all mixed together though.
I wonder if any of you have heard of the movie Un día sin mexicanos.
A movie about what would happen if all the mexicans in california stopped working for one day.
If you hate Immigrants, this movie is for you.
America, Land of the Free
It shows how much people who think that America is only for americans have their heads shoved up their ass so far that they can smell their upper lips.
 

I'd much rather be called an affirmative action hire than broke and unemployed- david chapelle
 
I am now the proud owner of my friend Davids season one dvd.
I suggest you all get out of your seats and go get it.
Why?
because I told you and I asked you nicely.
 
Last Night my fellow luchador Patrick and I went to the Modified where I bear witness to two bands.
Murder by Death and These arms are snakes.
I can say that a good time was had by all in attendance.
especially yours truly.
 
 

I went to my friend Florians viewing an hour ago.
He had a pretty good turnout.
There was so much love in that room.

Isn't it ridiculous for people to get all dressed up for the dead?
when I go to tip my hat I am not trying to impress anyone there.
 
anyhoo
His entombement shall be manyana at 11am.
I am going to try to swing something at work, hopefully I can make an apperance.
 
A friend who showed up earlier commented on how he looked laying there in his casket.
I informed her that I wouldn't know.
I  prefer that the last memories I have of Florian, be of him laughing or smiling.
The way we should remember friends in our hearts. 
  
Under this killing moon
under this burning sky
the fire's shining groom
I hold my breath and close my eyes
 

I just got shot by a Chinese gangsta.
I am drunk
Screw you vanilla ice.
 
The Morning/afternoon after... 
 
"The Sangria was flowing like water"

To all those who decided to join me in celebrating Sabrinas birthday in AZ.
Thank you.
 
To those who didn't compose email asking if I was doing fine after being shot by a Chinese gangsta, you are and always will be number #1 in my book.
 
I would like to state here and now that Alecias toe tastes like chicken.
Godspeed on your trip to California darling.
 
Highlights of the night include: 
 
Bon Jovi stopping by to ask for directions to fat burger.

Chuck explaining how dictators in other country hold raffles where the grand prize is impacting the wisdom teeth of some poor unsuspecting American boy in ....America.

Trevor or Tevor as he is known to this household pontificating on the dangers of Gatorade and high fructose corn syrup.

A candle light vigil to our dearly absent friend and my blog g/f Courtney who was unable to make it to our joyous gathering of friends after she finally beat Tetris on HARD mode last night and went crazy trying to find a camera to take a picture of the TV screen.

on a note completely out of pitch:

All week I have been wondering how people have been doing and then the next thing I know I either run into them or I get a phone call or they show up at my doorstep.
 
It happened again today when I had lunch today at Haji Baba.
I wonder what the night will hold for me.
 



 

There is a party tonight at my house.
there wil be a keg.
all are invited.
use the number on the right if you have any questions.
 
peace bitches.
 

Life is my bitch.
One day you can be thinking about calling up one of your homies and then the next thing you know they are dead.
 
RIP.
Florian.
 

Anchorman.

If you like very,very sarcastic humor this is the movie for you.
This movie is loaded with tons of absurd one liners.
great cameo by jack black.
My personal favorite scene was the bear fight.

I wonder?
Was ron burgundy a real reporter?
I keep hearing stuff about him on the radio.

2 and half shockas out of 5
 
I enjoyed this movie very much

I have a new haircut.
A mulkhawk, it starts out thick in the front and thins as it goes to my back.
otherwise commonly known as a mohawk.

I am a Mexican American Mr.T
I need to get a bunch of fake gold chains to bling around my neck.
"I pity the fool"


Update:

The usual comments are flowing here at the university in response to my summer do’.
My comments are in bold
Why did you do that? Because I enjoy stupid questions.
Oh my god! Thank you, but I don’t need that responsibility currently.

When people avert their eyes, I want to go
ha! hippy!
I saw you looking!
grrrrrr!

There is a thunder storming outside.
I wish I could see a thunderstorm from space.
The laundry is drying in the spinny thing that's full of hot air.
I want to drive out to Crismon and Broadway and watch the clouds light their matches.
I want to reach out and hold her in my arms again but she is on the other side of this country, sleeping.

My anya bananya.
Someday, when she is older I will ask her to google her name and my site will show up.
I will tell her, these are my thoughts and these were my dreams.
I will look up old posts and I will point to old posts "this is when you were gone,This is when I was in love, this is when I got a new job.

I will show her the private blog that I have been writing for years.
Her blog.

and lightning has just struck so this post is over.
goodnight.

love can change you.
love can break you.
love may save you.
and for some love can drain you.

To run away so that you're no longer a burden.
It's time to wake up.
who can take your place?
I will have a piece of you with me always.

but that's not good enough.
--------------------------------
I am not sober.
Is this what the kids are calling prose?
I prefer the terminology "thoughts".
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America land of the free,
Isn't funny when they tell you to leave

straight from netscape news people.
bullshit

bushs military records are gone.

There's a nail in the door
And there's glass on the lawn
Tacks on the floor
And the TV is on
And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone


I got caught again for sending out an email with one of my monikers.

Jason Crisp

At least this time I didn’t send out an email again as

baby jesus

I can just see it now.
*mail chime*
.you’ve got mail.
Staff member: baby Jesus?
OMG! Jesus sent me an email!*starts jumping up and down*
I’m going to heaven! Oh god, oh god! I gota call my mom!
Screw you hippies!
Jesus wants me! In his ARMY!

Jason Crisp in case you didn’t know, was the name given to our savior J.C. in a skit on Saturday Night Live when Ellen Degeneresesessss was a guest.

I remember when I was learning about Jesus as a wee grommet.
Heaven was the place to be.
Hell was the place where all the bad people went.
Everyone was a child of god and we were all brothers and sisters.
Priests were pious and willing to lend a helping hand whenever needed.
And Eve had screwed us all by eating the apple.
Oh and Politicians were honest hard working people trying to make this country a better place to live.

Then my brothers and I were released into the public school system.
I learned that hell was in Guadalupe, Arizona and the devil served us lunch in the cafeteria.
I was in the 3rd grade at this time and I was receiving a crash course in bullies, gangs, and coleslaw being passed off as a regular staple of the lunch menu.
I always gave it to my black friend who somehow was able to eat it. God bless him.
Thank Allah that we were only at that school for a year.

Now let’s fast forward to the present.
(Scooby doo style)
I still believe in J.C. and a god.
My god doesn’t kill people simply because you don’t believe in him.
My god doesn’t hate gay people or “minorities”.
My god isn’t going to ask your put faith in one central administration.
My god wants you to believe in yourself.
My god doesn’t fear science.
My god has a sense of humor.
Look at the platypus for proof. Poor guy doesn’t even know…
My god doesn’t have an on and off switch.

I am at w.a.r.(we are right)

When people say that “Jesus is a fucker and a liar”
I think “Hey Dumbass when was the last time you read the teachings of Christ?”
When people say that the bible is “a load or crap” or “all lies”.
I think “Hey Jerkface! This book was written by men and it might just be possible that someone has tweaked bits and pieces of this book for personal gain.
Science journals are not perfect but yet you never see the scientist willing to admit this on a large scale because then people would lose faith in the scientist.
If you’re lucky after the article is discredited a new article with the correct information may be published.
Same thing with the bible, except the bible doesn’t get updated on a regular basis.

Yet all these supposedly intelligent people are acting just like the people they pity if not worse.
I attribute this to emotional instability.
Jesus has some of the best advice for the majority of people out there to live their lives.
The problem is how it’s presented and who is presenting the information.
Don’t hate the message, simply because you think the messenger is a dumbass.
People are not going change their beliefs after putting a tremendous amount of love and dedication into something; it doesn’t matter if you’re right.

This is human nature, but it doesn’t have to be your nature.

So much turkey, so little time.

Movie review:
King Arthur
Is your standard Horewood action movie.
Some okay fight scenes, some brotherly love between soldiers and a man fighting for a higher purpose.
The best part about King Arthur was the director showing how diverse the people from Britain were and not just lumping them together into some general "white" category.
Now if it just had an truth to it....Wait silly mead, this is based on the untold true story.
So it must be true.
2 shockas out of 5.
make sure you bring your student id card or make this a matinee showing.

Lord why have you forsaken me!
This from the man who made Top Gun!?
Top Gun rocked!
Top Gun had love, It had action, It had F-16s that shot Heat seeking missiles!
Top Gun was the first movie that I can remember my dad taking to me as a wee grommet.
After I saw Top Gun, I knew my true calling, I was going to be a pilot like my father.
But a freak accident involving radio active waste splashing into my eyes assassinated that dream, subjecting me to a life of fighting crime at night, dressed up in a form fitting red devil costume.
I'm not gay.

Spider man 2.

ahem.the elevator scene is the best scene in the entire movie.
the plot is so slow, so slow.
The fight scenes are the best scenes by far.
It's about time that they showed off his powers.
update:
you don't mess with jamesons hair!
2 shockas out of 5.

My life is going through a plot twist.

Where to begin?
The hardest part for me is always the beginning.
Ahh yes we need the right music.
{insert}the formats "intervention and lullabies"

I've Been condemned by those I love, wishing me the worst as I'm trying my best but she's the last real thing I've got.

Many changes are abounding at my place of work with people either leaving or transferring to other departments. I find myself wondering. Who will the new blood be?
The opportunity to make new friends with people who aren't burned out, angry and bitter hippies like some of my teammates would be quite delightful.
I normally don't advocate the use of drugs but for some of my team mates I'm more than willing to make exceptions, maybe even to the point of subsidization.

Working in Tech support has exposed me to the cold hard facts, many people out there are afraid of technology and need to be coddled like children through simple tasks or they overestimate their ability to destroy their computer.

Many times I find myself biting my tongue before I say.
"Lady if you could screw up your computer you wouldn't be calling us for help, trust me you're not that smart"

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Jesus is back! And his new nombre is Google.
Google has all the answers.
Are you a naysayer who is always nay saying?
Go ahead and make my day!Ask Google.
Side note:
Google is for techsupport what robotussin is for black people

I am no longer addicted to comic books.

to be continued?

now Live in
3-d

 

This is a tribute to the
greatest post in the world.

 

I hope you have your 3-D
glasses on!

 

Ready, Set, Kill
Bill!

 

 

# posted by Mulk : 12:23 PM

everytime I reach over and feel her next to me.
When I feel her heart beat through my skin.
I remember...

I believed in you.

Early in the week, I asked Myself.

Jason? Do you want 8 hours of O.T. or 16 hours?
Well Jason! I said to myself.
The power of the dollar is strong in me, so I am totally going for the 16 hours of O.T. vs just 8 hours.
Maybe I'll finish reading 1984 by our good friend Orsen?

So here I be, fighting up to my neck in the trenches of stupidity!

Left Click! Left Click!
NO! Click with your left Finger!
Which Finger?

or

Do you see the red link on your webpage?
What color is it?

or

So you you accidently forgot where you saved your homework? and you dont know what you called the file?
Do you mine holding?

TechSupport.
Suicide Prevention Specialist.

M.thoughts.
Why was it that they could never shout about anything that mattered?-1984

I have slept a little over an hour.

A big shout out to Roxanne and Skyler at le girls.

This is all Mirandas fault.

I hunger.
Life is good.
OverTime rocks.

Coheed and Cambria rocks!
Mexican food rocks!
Boobs rock!

Today is Free comic book day
So go to your nearest comic book store and get loads of free comix!
hurry now!


to be continued....

you mean the world to me.

I think that collectors edition DVD should be called the "Sucker Edition" or
maybe the "Dumbass edition"?
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Everyone wishes to have truth on his side,

but not everyone wishes to be on the

side of truth. -Richard Whately,(1787-1863) yes. he's dead, as is in ded

Oatmeal is the wonder drug.
Don’t waste all that money on a drug that makes you pick your skin, rots your teeth and makes you pull out your hair?
Not to mention oscillate like a flux powered vibrator.
When was the last time someone got blasted over a cylinder of fresh oats?
When was the last time you saw some poor old lady/man sucking dick on the street for oats? SUSAN

When was the last time you saw me giving blood?
Exactly!
Just consume that nutritious life giving oatmeal and watch those pounds fall away like unwanted layers of fat.

OatMeal.

O stands for Omnipotent as in life giving/taking away.
A stands for Awesome, the plain of existence which it resides on.
T stands for Tenacious as in Tenacity Oatmealacity.
M stands for Magnanimous for it is kind and gentle to all colons, but not in the way that Michael Jackson is.
E stands for Eternal as in it will be there till the end of time.
A stands for Absolute as in absolute kick ass.
L stands for Love, get down and make love!
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The word gypsy is a loose term used when describing people of the Rom, Romanichels, Cale, Sinti, Ludar, Romungre variety.
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For the ladies.

Malaguena salerosa
Besar tus labios quisiera
Besar tus labios quisiera.
Malaguena salerosa
Y decirte nina hermosa.

Que eres lin........da y hechicera,
Que eres linda y hechicera
Como el candor de una rosa.
Y decirte nina hermosa.
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I dreamed that I had to move to Florida last night so that I could be with Anya.
Which means that I need to hurry and get my paperwork in order with a lawyer or I am going to be moving to Florida in the near future.
Hmm I just got a call from someone who lived in Tampa, Florida while I was writing this.

Signs are abundant.
I best get to stepping. HIya!

Yesterday I went to the warped tour.
My freind Jenn Gave me tickets.
Thank you Jenn!
FREE Tickets!

Do you smell that?

I decided to take Natalia with me.

When I got there I ran into Trevor,Tim,chuck? and Taryn, who I might add is very small like a mouse, much smaller than reading about her has lead me to believe.
Maybe that was travel size Taryn?

My bro Donaldo and only sister Barbara were also there.
Memo like a smelly hippy went to go see spiderman 2.goldilocks.

Highlights of the warped tour!

A girl that was crowd surfing smashed my face with her boobs.
over and over and over....again.

oh man it was horrible, I couldn't escape them.
my eyes are bruised from her nipple's ninja uppercuts.

Bad religion

thursday

I just missed Coheed and Cambria.damn.
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Anya is still gone.
I called her while I was at work yesteday, during my lunch hour, I did my best to read her one of her favorite stories from memory.
"Where is spot?"
she just said da da da da da da over and over again.

I dreamed about her.
I composed a short story in my thoughts starring her
but I am unable to recall how it went, only the feeling it left me with remains and the ending.
"her eyes so full of love"
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