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| in this sometimes crazy (relatively)new world of abundance and confusion, i think parents should have their kids write out some kind of mission statement when they get to be about seventeen of what it means to be personally happy, content etc (subjective i know), and also a positive member of society who is pushing all of us in the right direction(again subjective). where both of those subjective ideas meet seems to be where psychological equilibrium lies,. and thats all we should want for our kids anyway. in this way it could be something that's updated every year | | |
| son of that doctor's touch, the nurses love
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| i find myself searching for old selves? while speeding forward through the plate glass of maturing selves
i wish we could live without chronological order;
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| So, I bought a couple of dvds off some web site a few weeks ago and I
was pretty upset they haven't come in the mail already. So today I
stuck around the house until the mailman came, he brought me a package
but it wasn't the dvds I was waiting for. I asked him what the problem
was and he told me that he had no control over when the company sends
me the dvds.
He said I should try to contact them. That did it. I couldn't believe
this guy, I pay my taxes and this guy thinks he has the right to sass
me in front of my euro mansion, in my freaking driveway? I lifted up my
shades, took the cigar out of my mouth, looked him straight in the eye
and said " I'm afraid this package is marked return to sender", and
then I threw the package in the air and sidekicked the package right
into the guys face causing teeth to go everywhere. I then saw one of my
elderly neighbors walking toward me so I assumed he wanted trouble as
well so I gave him a swift round kick to the ribs, I then looked at him
and said "time to take out the garbage" and hip tossed him into the
garbage can.
I then picked up the crying mailman and threw him into the garbage can,
after I had my "garbage collected", I picked up the garbage can and
said "let the good times roll" and threw the garbage can down the hill.
I didn't see those two guys again but I don't really care, I took the
mailbag and threw it in my fireplace since it was a little chilly here
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| someones in the way , pretty words and inside slurs/ all the things they have to say to perform the work that they've rehearsed, it's a waste of time, i've put it behind me once and for all, and let the hype decline, if the problem wasn't mine/
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