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Friday, July 11, 2003

I'm not working tomorrow! All Summer, I have worked on Saturday nights. It has become the night where I get to be a bad ass, and strike my vengeance on all the ignorant black folks who've made my life more difficult than it should be. It is a night where I get together with my cool co-workers to form an elite team with one purpose; to ensure that all customers have a good time. We can accomplish this purpose through any means necessary...even death (nah, probably not). It is my gift; it is my curse - do you really wanna know who I am? I'm a movie usher. (If you're too stupid to know, that was ripping off Spider-Man...the best movie of last Summer!) So damn! What the fuck am I going to do tomorrow night? You know what's gonna happen? I'm gonna ask a couple of my friends if they want to go to the movies, so I'll be "going to work" anyway. I really don't have anywhere else to hang out at. I love movies! I should see 28 Days Later again! That's what I'll do. I'll go at the 10PM showing with all the troublemakers so I can once again, tell them to "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" - but this time not get paid for it (how sad). Sorry I haven't been updating my calendar...it's not like anyone looks at it anyway.

You know what? I'm glad I'm not getting a lot of hits. The more hits I get, the more money this site will cost me to own. And do I have money? Fuck no I don't. Well I do, but I want to spend it on things that are a lot more important - like video games, music, and DDR (OH! and maybe food...you never know when food will come in handy, ya savvy?) I'm getting ready to cut the grass. I hate doing that crap, it sucks. But luckily, it's really the only chore I have to do here at home. With a job and all, my parents think I'm too busy to do other stuff. Most of the time I am (My Consciousness: "Keddaris, you are a fucking liar. You're going to burn in Hell w/ Michael Jackson and Bill Gates"). Well, I'm gonna get started. I hate blah and blah (I'm sure you can relate). In the words of Prodigy, "Smack my bitch up!"
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