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&lt;p&gt;This is the quickest way for me to do this as I rush out the door from work, but happy B-day to D Weezy and James Champion-welcome to the 25 club, hope you guys do it big.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And Champion, i got ur email, but first day back after vaca has been hell so i&#039;ll get at you tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 15:36:52 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;So i left saturday morning to come out to San diego to stay with James Champion and some other friends from college. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&#039;s pretty much been a non-stop drinkfest for the past 24 hours only to be broken up by going out to bars and hitting the beach. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;James champion is now just buttoning up his shirt so we can hit some clubs...it&#039;s going to be a very very long week.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jul 2006 01:40:24 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;So in my ongoing saga of buying a car, in passing I had mentioned to my mom that I was going to be a bit short on cash-either on the down payment or have less spending money for canada next week. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway Yesterday, my moms comes to give me her car so I can finish doing the shit I need to do to get mine on the road. While we&#039;re driving back to her office she tells me that my problem is I never ask for help. Then she told me that she&#039;s happy I&#039;m independent but that I don&#039;t have to do everything alone and that I might be too proud.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2006 08:29:36 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;I&#039;ve been neglecting Bloggerparty the past week or two. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the reason is that I realized it&#039;s sorta such a pretenious idea to think that random strangers would actually be interested in whats going on in my life. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With that said..if you pull the most exciting parts of my life out of the day to day, it sounds as if I was partying non-stop which is hardly the case-a dude I know once told my friend(when i wasn&#039;t there) that he felt &quot;that paul acts like his life is one big rap video.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jun 2006 14:46:43 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;So on this other blogging site I use, about every friday-this group poses 5 questions to answer. I&#039;d figure I&#039;d start posting them up here...they&#039;re called the FRiday five and yes i know it&#039;s saturday..it&#039;s just yesterday I couldn&#039;t be bothered to post them up. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you knew you were going to die on at specific day at a specific time, what&#039;s...&lt;br /&gt;
1. the last song you would listen to?&lt;br /&gt;
I actually don&#039;t know. I think it would be something old school though- maybe Stand by me. I think that&#039;d be a fitting song to go out on.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;So last night my best friend and I were talking and somehow we got on the subject of depressing songs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We decided to make a list of songs that we thought were really depressing: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Everybody Plays the Fool&lt;br /&gt;
Hurt(Johnny Cash Cover)&lt;br /&gt;
It&#039;s so Hard to Say good bye to yesterday &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(and really a testament to how much we think the same) we both picked this as probably the most depressing song ever:&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 07:59:11 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;At the start of the year, my new years resolution was to slightly mature and make some headway in life(actually save some money, not being a complete drunkard EVERY weekend, etc, you know normal things adults do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I&#039;ve been pretty good about those things but this weekend I came to a conclusion that no matter how mature I try to &quot;act&quot; there are certain things that are never gonna stop being funny(or could be titled things that will never stop being funny to a immature guy.)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 08:06:26 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;I took last week off cuz I wasn&#039;t feeling like it. I won&#039;t get into too many details, but basically in a discussion with my 15 year old brother he told me that he &quot;knows I don&#039;t love him.&quot; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it&#039;s a pretty heavy thing for him to say-even now typing that it still feels strange. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Besides that last week was uneventful. this weekend I was back in rareform(seriously u should see the call log/text messages from my phone.) I was callin people at like 3:30 in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 01 May 2006 10:45:34 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;This is going to be about how your seperate lives affect one another. One example is recent and the other is a bit older, but I&#039;ll give them both out. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Recently, a woman appeared on Howard Stern&#039;s show. she stripped down nude to show the guys her body. When she went back home to florida, she was told to take &quot;a vacation&quot; while her bosses decided what should be done.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yesterday she called into the show to inform everybody that she just decided to resign wheather then try to defend herself and risk having a dismissile on her record.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 18 Apr 2006 08:01:30 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;I have this friend named G. Anyway G loves women...who doesn&#039;t. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;G&#039;s problem is that he can&#039;t stick to just one. It&#039;s never really been a problem to me(except that he does tend to bring around a lot of annoying and less then attractive girls, but whatever.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyhow he had this one girl named &quot;Carrie&quot; that he was dating for a while. While he was dating Carrie, he was also out banging other girls. Again..not really my problem.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 13 Apr 2006 09:34:27 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;So yea... the owner of the company and the lady that is directly above me are both gone for the rest of the week. That pretty much means I&#039;m not doing anything. How is that different from any normal day? Well usually I have to pretend I&#039;m doing work. ;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway here are some things that I hate myself for liking. Because if I had an ounce of will power or an inkling of integrity I&#039;d avoid these things like the plague...&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 10:36:16 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;I feel like shite. I wonder if I&#039;m the only jackass that partys so hard on the weekend that I could use a weekend to recover from the weekend? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im serious. Other people go to NYC and go to museums and see shows. I go to nyc and get kicked outta bars, lose friends for hours at a time and come back nearly dead.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Along with that shite feeling, I almost feel like liquor is cursing through my veins. I&#039;m going to need a week of just salad and water to get it all out of my system.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Slight Disclaimer: Basically I have another blog(a real one??? if you will.) With that being said, I can&#039;t be assed to write seperate entries for both so I&#039;ve decided to be part of this community I&#039;ll take excerpts that I think are funny/interesting and post them here. So I&#039;ll do my best to make these stand on their own, but if you have questions about my &quot;fantastically&quot; fun life, feel free to ask.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 09:16:59 -0400</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;Ok not really, but I just wanted to write that. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&#039;ve been really creative lately and haven&#039;t been releasing it so it&#039;s sorta coming out in bits here and there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway I fell out at 9pm last night..im not even sure what I was so tired about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;During this slumber I had this dream but it was weird. I was in a cab with this dude Adrian and we were about to pick up Teresa.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let me Explain somethings first.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2006 08:00:59 -0500</pubDate>
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