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Name: Eric
State: New York
Gender: Male
Interests: Interests
Expertise: one time, I counted to 100 all by myself
Occupation: Eric
Industry: English, Psychology, Education
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11/13/2002
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| So I'm commiting to running the nyc marathon in 2010
I'm gonna do it and probably advertise this to mom and dad and lucien
lucien could be think "w3rd, do you know how much food that took?"
mom and dad could be all "sweet, my genes are awesome for they can combine in ways that'll lead to freakishly high performing determined h00mon!"
Dad would express this by bragging to everyone else but me, and expressing his respect by not giving me further criticism of said goal (after only completing it)
Mom would just rub it in as usual about how she likes me to do remarkable things, but also take all the fun out of it by being very open with how she would still respect me even if I did not complete said goal
my sister would probably be all "Wow my brother ran the marathon he's awesome. Yep, sure wish I could be cool like him but I started smoking and drinking growth stunting things starting at age 12 instead of waiting till after all the estrogen made me tall. Wah wah wah everyone be quiet everyone this is about me now."
Dr. Hoey would be all "Nice." He may also say "Nice dude!" depending on his mood.
Victor would be all "I should've done that with you why didn't you tell me?"
Well I'm telling you now Victor.
(But I have to tell you here in secret over my xanga because I don't want to hear you volunteer and then make excuses for not following through. Let's face it you're an old fart and I'd hate to see you lose face like that. Even your golden boy drive has insufficient dishapwine for the nyc marathon.
So Xanga, by december 2010 my enemies will quake even harder in their underpants
for they will finally know that if I want to, I could probably catch them. | | |
| my buddy's bday was this thursday
this is the guy who put me up on his couch when I was going to have to evict myself from school if no one would
best manned his wedding
and, while not saying he's perfect
he's the kind of l33t
and so's his wife
anyway, as often as I've invited them to the city
they're actually taking me up on it
on the week of his birthday
on the week of his 1 year wedding anniversary
I'd like to help put them up and ensure they have a good time.
the 900+ thousand dollar home (tho if you ask me it doesn't look like it) that i live in is technically my father's. It is my home too because he lets me live here full time, and he's barely ever here. However, he does like to stop by sometimes. While I could show a good time putting up in this home, this is less likely if dad wants to stop by, and it seems a little slightly a squigeon rude to discourage dad from coming into his own home on Saturday so a group of 3 could be more comfortable.
So within 2 minutes I had decided to and then did make reservations to put them up in the most conveniently located bed and breakfast that I knew of in the citeh. This is not cheap, so it's my treat. I know this will give them the freedom that more ensures a happy anniversary for them.
They're good people and I wuv them.
And I still think paying 18 dollars for a gin and tonic is one of the stupidest fucking activities, ever.
Call me stingy.
I dare ya.
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| may grant an emigrated household hundreds of extra dorras a month. Eat it!
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| I treasure MJ having existed
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