the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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5:19 p.m. + 2005-05-20 = warring stars.
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like a moth to a flame or smalltown fags to 'frisco... i went to the star wars film.
so boring.
highlights:
1. the 6minute preview of "The Lion, the witch and the Wardrobe"
2.receiving text messages featuring aerosmith lyircs from brian during the first halfhour.
3.going for an incredibly long piss [3 minutes and 19 seconds of constant streamage... ALL TIME RECORD!]
4.an entire planet of chewbakas.
5.wondering how one spells chewbaka.
6. looking over the liner notes of the new Paul Westerberg best-of CD, aptly titled, "Besterberg."
[[dear george lucas,
episodes 1-3 are crap. i'm sorry. i wish it weren't so. it seems like an awful lot of exposition. and i miss young harrison ford. next time, use young harrison ford. i promise, it'd be a lot better.
sincerely,
toasted moth.]]
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