Magic_Meats_Playhouse_of_Horrors

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Tue, 16 May 2006 11:08:06 GMT

So i'm in Korea. I joined the army. I'll be here for 2 1/2 years fucking fun.

Far from Sane.

Tue, 01 Nov 2005 17:16:31 GMT

So I haven't written for a while because i've been really fucking lazy. I'm going back into the army. But i'm going to have a good job this time. X-Ray Tech or Mental Health worker. I moved out of towson. I'm living at Erica's parents house untill I leave. Humm.... Erica got alittle better she is on new medicine. Humm... She drinks alot but who doesnt? HA. I finally realized or it just hit me that i'm going to miss everyone. But I would'nt change any thing that I have done. And all the great memories that I have had. All the great times. Wow. So i might write again not sure. Good bye every one for a while any way. Ahh the past. and the little time I was single good times. Good times indeed.

"KLDF:sgl;

Thu, 24 Feb 2005 23:52:57 GMT

So i've been living in a world full of lie's, so I guess I feel better. You know when you do some thing and you know it's soo fucking stupid and it might hurt you in the end, well it's going to hurt you in the end, but you still do it any way, because it just feels right? that's what I am doing. Maybe one day things will be the same, but for now, I'm living in my little fantasy world where every thing is ok, and no body did any thing wrong, and every thing is great, becasue some times, fantasy is the only thing that can make a person comfortably numb.
I'm sorry.

Mark

So I have my man period.

Fri, 31 Dec 2004 01:48:36 GMT

So yeah yesterday, I had to update a business licence for this company, Pink beauty supply. I had to go to prince georges county. Went there and I did'nt have my fucking power of attorney notirized. I can spell great! So I had to go all the way back to baltimore, get the stamp, go all the way back there, and they said that the orginal businiss licence was'tn signed by the orginal owner. So I had to go all the way back to baltimore, and the owner is in korea. So I had to get a new fucking Licence. I go all the way back. And it's fucking closed. Mr. Kim is mailing out calenders and i'm in charge of that. Fuckign weak. So every one thinks that I am mad at them because I have my fucking man period. I can't help that I had a chip on my shoulder all fucking week. I was just having a shitty week. But I am not mad at people. Like people would come up to me at work and say, hey are you mad at me? and people I know out side of work would be like hey are you mad at me? FUCK NO I AM NOT MAD AT ANY ONE. Just give me some fucking ben & jerrys and fucking get off my back. I mean fuck! Well x-mas was ok. I got a cell phone which I have had since before x-mas. and I got a Ralph stuffed figurine. It's not fuckign doll, doll's are for pussies, and guy's with baby dicks, can you dig it brother. Leitch got me the space ghose coast to coast dvd. It has the hulkster. He is fucking great. The whole time he was talking about kids should stay in school and don't do drugs. He is indeed a great man. Only if Hulk Hogan and Bill Cosby, and Richard Pryer Could have kids they would be the greatest kids ever. So what ever I'm going to eat some fucking ice cream, woff down some fucking chocolate and fucing sit on the couch and hate the world for a couple of fucking minutes then maybe watch a movie, be bored. then pass out. My every day thing. Fucking Sweet Shit.

Fuck Santa.

Wed, 22 Dec 2004 01:15:26 GMT

Well traffic was'nt that bad today, I got to listen to most of the howard stern show, fucking sweet. Hung out with tim this weekend. I was drinking Long Island Icetea's and it felt like I was swalowing fucking razor blades. So I ended up going home early. I have been tring to get all my x-mas holiday shopping done. Big fucking fun. But tommaorw I have to get leitch's shit, and my dad's shit, and I will be done. I'm really kind of tired because I was doing absolutley nothing at work today. I played solitare, looked at the wall for a while, then got a loaf of bread, fed the birds because they looked like they have been smoking crack for about two and a half weeks. and FIN.

Drinking on a saturday forgeting about what happend this whole week

Sat, 18 Dec 2004 02:17:13 GMT

Well I'm not really going to talk about what happened to me this week and When I was at work I try to look at things and remember happy or funny memories, and I was in the bathroom and I saw an empty toliet paper roll, and I thought about some guy that I know. He told every one that he likes to fuck empty toliet paper roll's and that made me giggle like a school girl. So any way Life is fucking awesome.

HiOhh, Hey Now.

Thu, 16 Dec 2004 01:52:27 GMT

Well today, woke up, went to work, and found out that the 700 calenders that Mr. Kim ordered had the wrong phone number on them. So Mr. Kim decided to let me do the exciteing job of putting little white labels over the wrong phone number and put the right phone number on it. Man that this got old. But at least I did'nt have to do that much work. Yeah then I came home. A Very exciting day.

Return of the magic Saab.

Wed, 15 Dec 2004 03:50:35 GMT

Well I got the car back today, the god damn hippy fixed it. But the car smells alittle like burnt grass clippings. I was going to take the train to work today, but my dad let me used his car to go to work I was happy. But I kind of wanted to take the train it sound's exciting untill i'm wating at the sub way next to some smelly hobo and watching him scracth his nuts untill the train came. Sounds like fun times. Then I would say "holy shit." that's right with a period at the end. I talked to Mr. Kim today and he said that he would hook me up with a sweet ass Korean Lawyor. My lawyor is going to bring a fucking sword into the court room, and if any body gives him any lip, he will just cut them up like a fucking piece of sushi. Allso when court starts when the balif say's all rise he will just fly and stab every one there besides me because Mr. Kim pays his lawyors with bags of gold. Fucking crazy high flying shit.

Eggs plus Visine equals ouch.

Sun, 12 Dec 2004 03:21:59 GMT

Well last night me and leitch went to applebee's because he was tring to find that guy that he stiffed on the tip, he was'tn there so we decided the best thing to do, is to get really drunk. So I drink a gin and tonic which was ok. Then a dead nazi, then I ordered an irish Coffe. Then I realized that I only had 40 dollars which had to last me a couple of days so we went to the liquor store and got some beer. Then we went back to his place. "God this is starting to sound like a fucking horrible gay porn", we drank and watched the Critic, was is the most kick ass show besides, family guy. Leitches dad's dad is the worst dog ever because he tries to rape young black boy's like my self. He slamed me up against the wall and tried to hump me but I blew my rape wistle and he got scaird off the noise and went on tring to find another victim. So I kinda wish that leitch still lived at his mom's house because she would allways wake me up in the middle of the night, and bake me cookies in my favorite nightey I bought her, on leitches birthday last year. Boy was that a great 22nd birthday party. So any way she would do this wierd thing with the milk in the cookies that would really light my candles if you catch my drift. Was I rambling, Ohh well, so any ways I pass out and leitch passes out. We wake up and go to friendlys, I got eggs french toast and 2 slices of bacon, it was great, but leitch could'tn finish his shit, so he gave me half of his sandwitch. I ate it, about ten to fifteen minutes later, It felt like a ate barbed wire with hot sauce on the sharp ends of the blades, it was horrible, I am a person that really does not like shit or like to talk about it, but man it was the most horrifying exprence I have ever gone through. We ended up doing a survey on some horrible movie, that I forgot of allready. But one movie I remember was the home video me and leitch's mom made, we made a dvd but it did'tn get too far because I was only seventeen, SEVENTEEN. God I hate winger. I come home, and me and my dad are working on the saab, it is about 15F outside. My dad keeps yelling at me calling me a girly-man, so we finish up, and it turns out I need a new distrubutor, which would be ok if I did'nt have a saab, because it's goign to cost as much as a distrubtor on a Bentley, because I would have to get it shipped from Sweeden. Great shit. Fucking forein cars. So now i'm writing in my journal 8 P.M at night. Wating to see if I am going to do some thing tonight. Gay, yes gay.

Craptastic

Sat, 11 Dec 2004 01:02:35 GMT

Well I woke up this morning, feeling like shit. I had to go to work at 8.am.
I was at work, and I looked at an apartment in Federal Hill. It is a kick ass place. The rent I cannot beat, plus it is furnished. I am allmost sure that I am going to move there. Plus it's 15 or 20 minutes away from where I am at now. After that I had to get a business licence for one of our clients. The only thing was that the adress they gave me was not a real adress. So I was sitting arguing with the clerk, and Mr. Kim calls me up" Mark, do not use that adress, it is a bad adress" So my face turned red, I colected my thoughts, and told the clerk that I am a stupid Jerk.
She laughed, and said " It's ok" but what she really meant to say was, man this guy is a fucking jerk off, I hope he die's of fucking cancer, fucking punk bitch" So by the time I was threw with that it was allready too late to get the comptroller to sign the fucking licence. So I came back, and ate some pringles, umm really cheesey. Then I drive home, and I get about 5 minutes away from my house, when my car stops working. It died right in front of a gas station, and I swear to god this guy that looking like Tommy Chong come out, and say's "Hey man, I bet you have a saab story to tell me, man" He looked like Tommy Chong how could I get smart with him, he look's at the car, and he was like "Hey man, Let me go get the either, maybe it will start up?" It did'tn work but I think that he get high off of it. I think that he foudn the problem, I do belive that it is the distributor or the spark plugs, which is not too expensive. Big fucking fun. A rotten day turned out to be even more shittier.

Fri, 10 Dec 2004 05:52:47 GMT

Well me and leitch went to applebee's.
I am in a good mood, maybe it's the gin talking but I had a good time.
Tommarow I am going to look at this apartment in Federal Hill, the rent is in my price range, and it's a half way decient neighborhood. A person I work with droped my name, because I told them I was looking for an apartment. I met this girl a little while back, she is in to alot of the same stuff I am in too, and she is a prettie swinging chick, and I found out that If I keep doing the same things ing at work that I will soon become the next junior accountant. Great shit. that's life. I would'tn change it, you dotn' know what's going to happen next. I love it.
Ok
tired
going to pass out.
Have to wake up at 7. a.m
Fun.
good bye.

I will edit later.
too drunk.

This one goes out to the man in the red mini van

Fri, 10 Dec 2004 01:34:35 GMT

Well Today I was driving to work I heard on the Radio that Dimebag Darrell was shot and killed at one of his shows last night and I had to stop and think. Why would someone do this I thought for about ten to fifteen deconds than I realized that this guy must of bought one of his shitty guitars, spent alot of money then got super pissed because he got ripped off hardcore. So then he decided to shoot him in the face when he was playing live at a show. I agree with this man, Dime Bag Darrel sucks alot of ass, and his guitars look and feel like they were made in a sweatshop in Guatemala. Any one who owns a stupid looking guitar has a baby dick. I would of just pissed on his leg, and asked for my money back, but my neck is not hot enough to actually purchase a dime bag Darrell Guitar. While thinking and Laughing about the crowds responce, I cut off a school bus, "which was full of kids", this stupid ass bus drive activates that stupid stop sign device that pop's out of the side of the bus. I thought "What a nice gesture", So I returned her kind gesture by slowing down in front of her put on my hazards, and showing her that she is number one... for about five minutes. At work I ate Chinese food from Yang's Cafe, which was pretty weak, because they usually give me a pound and a half of chicken, but today, I suppose because its the second day of Hanukah. The Chicken did taste somewhat burned any way. Today one of our big clients came. This client owns a big Korean liquor store chain. I never realized how much money it cost to run a liquor store, and how easy it is to ripp off the goverment with taxes. I mean theses fucking people make over two million dollars a year, and don't pay a fucking dime back to the goverment. Mean while i'm working for the man, playing solitaire, and sitting on my fat ass for eight hours, it's just un fair. It is also supposed to rain today so the drive home from work is going to be fucking weak. I hate driving home in the rain, because every one turns into super pussies, and it takes me almost two hours to get home. Fucking Gay Ass Fuck Shit.

HEY NOW

Thu, 09 Dec 2004 02:04:58 GMT

Leitch 71: Nice icon
LeitchsMomIsHot: fucking meatwad nigger.
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Leitch 71: I wish you would've told me that plays Big Pimpin
LeitchsMomIsHot: HAHHAHA

Shit fuck ass gay.

Thu, 09 Dec 2004 01:29:52 GMT

So this is my first entry, so I'll get to the point the only reason i'm doing this is because I want to get into leitches mom's pants. She has the hottts for me. She does this thing with my ear that really gets me hott. But seriously I went to work today, "I work in silver spring at an accounting firm" I work with all Koreans, I learned shortly that white people are nothing but stupid dirt bags that can't keep a job and cannot do basic math, and are reading at a 3rd grade reading level. So any way my boss the president of the company is named Mr. Kim. He is blind, So I help him with every thing that he can't do, besides hold his Korean penis, because that would just be against the law. I've been working there for about six months now, I like it...pay's prettie good, and well I drive a saab, so it does'nt matter because my car can kick any body else's car's ass...totallly. So I drive an hour to work, and an hour back, it sucks my ass. I hate that part, but Mr. Kim thought it would be a good Idea if I had a break from driving an hour, every day to driving downtown to work at the other office. I thought this was going to be nice, but I do not live downtown, so I have to drive back to parkville in the worst city traffic ever. I mean people for Maryland drive like assholes, including my self, and people don't even look when they cross the street, mainly because they are either homeless, drunk, high, or they just don't fucking care.
So any way I was comming home, and a person went through a stop sign right at the top of my street, I swirve out of the way, and allmost hit another car, as allmost, meanning that I tapped there car and took some of their paint with me. Woops, the guy that blew by the stop sign kept on going, since I live down the street, I acted like I was following him. He got all scaird, it was some stupid white person, God I hate white people. So I came home, went online and leitch told me that his mom would tottaly dig me if I had a "Live Journal". So here I am.