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Name: Jesse Country: Djibouti Birthday: 9/6/1979 Gender: Male
Interests: I like to cook children and eat them. Mmmm ... sweet fetus. Expertise: I am a connoiseur in the field of baby tasting. Occupation: Operations Industry: Government
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Member Since:
3/10/2002
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| This is the police. JaeDogg's been killed in a whorible knighf fight. He destroyed the first 6 guys but when they came in 3 at a time, he was cut in the acilles heal before he was cut on the inside of his elbow and behind the knees.
april fools, fool! i'm not really dead. i'm just waiting. that's all. just waiting. wait wait wait weight wait wait wait. over here sometimes in the corner. sometimes i'm hungry sometimes i'm skateboardy. bubbly hoes they can't believe. anyway i think that's about this and this is done so piece out lemons. | | |
| Well spring break is dead. Let us weep together. Oh hold this, what's that? It seems as if Santa Cruz is the only motha fuckin school back in session so soon. Mother bastards! Well some Texan girl just gave me an idea. I'm going to start a dating service at my school. I'll need to build a webpage or two, and even allow people with resnet.ucsc.edu DNS's to rate the pictures and vid clips 1 - 10 or 12 - 49 or whatever i want the scale to be. They will have to register free memberships to access my site, and though they're free, they'll submit their usernames and passes to Me. hehehe. These will most likely be the same passes they use for all their accounts online. I can even create webpages as big as a pixel in size to track their movements on the web so I'll know what services they use online. I can monitor them as they work and play, as they eat and sleep, as they dress and think. I can watch them pray at night and listen to them snore. I can hide behind the windows on their desktop. I can cause computer trouble if they express political views with which I disagree. I can remove them from my service if they talk shit on my college. I can even legalize it all by adding all these rights to the "terms of service" which nobody ever reads. As they install my service, so shall they install a third party server to run from their computer for me to hack into and monitor their every movement. Ahh, yes. Ahhhh. Yes. Hah. Yes. | | |
| howdy, y'all. i'm off to spring break! it's not ready for me but i'm attacking anyway. piss off. | | |
| Today it's 3/10/02, 3:33:33am. I partied in town, college nine, crown, merrill. Drunken was the theme. I drove very well, though I'd drunken about 6 beers. I've become an excellent driver under the influence of marijuana or alcomahol. So many people would tell me it's a terrible idea to drive under the influence because there is so much to lose. I have driven so much less sober while not under the influence of a drug than I drove tonight. When I have to focus all my energy into succeeding in the Road Game, I can conquer. I've driven "boxed" cars plenty of times so I can keep my driving mind in full focus while my social mind might be sincerely intoxicated. When I drive, I know exactly where I am on the road, where the next pot hole is (I never run over pot holes), where the animals are on the sides of the road, how fast I am going reletive to the conditions of the road and the speed limit, and how well my car is handling. One of the reasons women suck at driving is because they think inside the car. They look through the windshield at what they can see, while I become the car. It pains me to make a turn so sharp it disturbs the peace of my passengers. It pains me to charge a pot hole or speed bump. I become the car, so I can focus on everything I need to know to keep myself safe. I trust nobody else to drive drunk as much as I trust myself. | | |
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