Dont mind him...i think his parents fed him paint chips as a kid....
No really, im pretty sure they did. Every once in a while, he gets this look in his eye like his brain is swelling...and he starts talking in tounges. Its kinda scary and kinda cool at the same time. I guess youll have that with ex-marines who spent years of their lives figuring out how to blow shit up.
Man...i wish i spent years of my life blowing shit up...i think the closest ive been is spending years of my life blowing shit out of proportion.
Anyways...its 530am on a saturday. Cant sleep tonight...thought id leave a little note.
Later all.
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Dude. You need to (a) get some sleep, and (2) find somebody less crazy to take over your weblog.
Spelling check: "tongues"
About the "blowing [things] out of proportion" comment - interesting thought. I thought you were building a bomb all through high school, though. Wish you would finish what you start.
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