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  <title>AIR EEKS BULLSHIT</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2004 02:30:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wasaga was shitty buzz yo</title>
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  <description>this journal is dedicated to all the fuckin faggots that made my weekend a PIECE OF SHIT... mainly you chris.....   im gonna send you the link to this so you can see how pissed i am &quot;bro&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... everyone check this shit out.... &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.uprock.ca&quot;&gt;http://www.uprock.ca&lt;/a&gt;    This is our entertainment company...  UPROCK ENTERTAINMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres the shit on this fuckin bullshit.... me and this dude chris, whom i met at the church i used to go to, sat down one day and decided that we had this sick idea to start this entertainment type shit right...  so we started it... it was goin pretty good..  a couple parties here and there at some colleges... werd .. it was pretty rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, some shit happened....  really minor shit...   and all of a sudden... im sittin at work on the phone with chris, listenin to him tell me that hes pretty much &quot;giving the company away&quot;  and because im not a fucking idiot piece of shit, i figure that its a ploy to get me less involved.  Oh by the way, i spent hours and hours on that fuckin site, i designed every fucking thing on it, so i was pretty pissed when this dude is lying to me, trying to make it sound like everything is all good and shit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOO!! things kinda smooth over a bit, and we got this gig at conestoga college in kitchener....  im down, its gonna be a pretty rad party...  so we go, its all good..  i had a girlfriend at the time, so whatevz....  i was fightin and shit with this girl mad so it was kind of a bad buzz.  So anywayz, we put on a decent party, then this girl asks me if we wanna go back to her place and jam after the show.  Im down obviously, so we go, and shes got mad chron right... so im fuckin stoked at this point, i arready got a 40 in me, so im fiendin some bong hits from this sick bong on the kitchen table...   So me, her, this other dude and chris go to some room or some shit and hit this right...  Chris is the biggest pussy ive ever seen, and is all like feelin wierd cause we are doin drugs right....  so whatevz....  im thinkin &quot;if ur not down, then get the fuck out, BITCH&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, its all good, we go down (me, kin, this girl) to her tv and shit, and start jammin to some original ninja turtles on vhs.  im stoked, stoned and fuckin a bit wasted.  and this fuckin bitch starts tryin to make out with me....  im not down, and shit whatevz, but right when this shit happens, chris fuckin walks in.. and sees her kinda comin on to me right...   so whatevz... nothin happens after that....  i finish watchin ninja turtles, then fall asleep....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shit is in the books....  a couple months go by, me and my gf break up like 2 weeks after this shit right... (no relation to anythin that night) and its all good in the hood and shit...   one thing i should probably mention...  my boss (hearing company) is my ex girlfriends dad....  so kind of a wierd buzz right.... but me and this girl kinda said...  lets be friends...  everythin is dope right....  i dont see her, but i still got my job..  so im stoked ...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway...  couple weeks ago...  my ex calls me up on the phone right.. all pissed and shit... &quot;why&apos;d you cheat on me eric&quot; so im like.... WHAT THE FUCK.... we broke up like a while ago... so im like.. wtf....  im all confused... and worried at this point about my job, some other shit with mutual friends... all that right.  THEN ...  i call this dick chris up right....   cause i trust this dude....  i trust him hardcore....  so im like...  man wtf...  someone musta told her something about something right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;chris....  marlee says i cheated on her man...  whats up&quot;.....  heres the response... from the fuckin dude i trusted....  i trusted him as a friend....  i trusted him hardcore man.....  &quot;i told her eric...  i told her you cheated on her&quot;  SO AT THIS POINT......  I FEEL FUCKIN BETRAYED TO THE POINT THAT I WAS GONNA GO OVER TO HIS FUCKING HOUSE AND HIT HIM WITH A FUCKING BAT (almost).  so it takes a bit to settle in...  not only did this fuckin dude screw shit up with my friendship with this girl...  hes made me look liek a fuckin asshole to my friends....  AND most importantly... he could have possibly fucked my job up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO im workin last week in london with my boss....  and he comes in my room to talk about work and shit.. whatevz.....  and hes like... &quot;i think you should look for another job eric... theres not much work anymore this summer&quot;  as i sit in shock, i remember, a couple days before this fuckin bitch chris told my ex about this story, my boss was tellin me, we got mad work in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....  as you now know, this fuckin dude has fucked up a shitload of things...  and he calls me back an hour after i confront him and says &quot;i feel really bad dude, i was drunk when i told her.....  &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOO .... this weekend comes along...  i wanna fuckin fight this dude.... but i wanna party in wasaga (uprock entertainment wasaga weekend) cause i wanna fuckin jam djing and shit right..   so after a little bit of thinkin... i decide... how bad can it be....  some of my friends are comin up...  illin with me... i dont even have to chill with this bitch (chris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i show up friday night....  sound system is on check dude.. this shit was awesome....   but the fuckin place is filled with fuckin 25-30 old dudes... and i would say 3 girls....  so im thinkin..... WHAT THE FUCK... what the fuck is going on here...    thankfully... theres a bunch of people in a cottage across the street.  so im jammin puttin on some wu tang tracks... some nas, necro.... no one likes this shit cause they are all fuckin old bitches.... but these dudes from across come over and we jam it up....  smoke some chron...  chillin times ....  oh ya.. i drank another 40....    im jammin right...  i bring my comforter and sweatshirt into the cottage at like 3am ish right... gonna hit it soon enough.....  i go out to walk to tim hortons....  get back.... MY FUCKING COMFORTER AND VOLCOM SWEATSHIRT ARE ON THE GROUND... IN THE FUCKIN RAIN.....  COVERED IN FUCKKKKING PUKE.    at this point, im stoned and pretty drunk..... so i freak.....  turns out some fucking dirty bitch fuckin missed everything in the cottage EXCEPT for my fucking shit...  so friday is weighin in at more of a SHITTY BUZZ than a good time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday comes around.. im sleepin on the couch...  8am... mad people are fucking talkin and shit around me... waking me up and shit.....  so im kinda pissed about that....   but whatevz....  THE WHOLE FUCKIN DAY... these fuckin asshole 25-30 olds are fuckin saying shit about me.. makin fun of how i talk... what kinda music im down for right.... so im pissed....   my only relief is my fuckin 40s....  and the fact that a bunch of friends are comin up for the night... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up not even spinning saturday ... and drinkin 3 oe 40s, smoking crazzzy amounts of chron...  and toppin it off with a shitload of malibu..  so im fucked saturday....  i end up sleepin in my car....  which was suprisingly comfortable..  so whatevz.... i wake up go grab the couch again and jam sleepin again for a bit..  so then i wake up to these fuckin dicks talkin shit on me again!!  so at this point im pissed.... so i decide to leave.... and none of these bitches care.... but thats cool.. cause they are all huge bitches.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IM PISSED... this weekend maybe sounds fun.... but trust....  it was shit....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i get home right...  this bitchass chris messages me on msn....    and starts bitchin me out for smoking weed.... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------msn convo-----------------&lt;br /&gt;chris:    fuck man, drugs are drugs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eric: ya....... whatevz man... i was havin a shitty time.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eric: i do drugs... thats me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris: well, then you is not a part of my team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ... as you can see....  because i smoked weed.....  im out of the company....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this all equals me being really pissed... and really betrayed.....   all of this done by a fuckin dude that rocked my friendship like i was the coolest dude ever...  talkin mad shit about the future of all this shit.....    all fuckin ruined... cause hes a fucking bitch</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2004 22:30:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>livejournal kinda sucks and ya</title>
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  <description>so i was stuck in barrie alllllllll week.....  such a shitty buzz....  THEN right when i get my cheque, weekend approaching, i find out i have to work in LONDON alllllll week....   fuckkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate work so much when im away from home, sleeping in bullshit motels...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this shit, i cant fuckin wait till the end of june when im done with this bullshit job....   and i can get the other piercings i need to get &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck dude... fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 May 2004 17:35:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>UH... YA DUDE... YA</title>
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  <description>so once again, im not gonna write a goddammed novel cause i dont have time and shit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last night was pretty dope!  and tonite apparently is gonna consist of drinkin a 40 or 2 and gettin fuckin wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how wasted i actually wanna get cause people say im &quot;annoying&quot; hahah...  but whatevz....  BZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. and to all you fuckers that dont know.. its pronounced &quot;brawny&quot;... not BRON-T-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.. and i have a the biggest crush dude! fuck yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latah..</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2004 06:25:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ahhhhhh</title>
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  <description>im in the worst mood ever!! i had the shittiest NIGHT at work and the shittiest drive home....  and now i feel even shittier just cause everything thats happened today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK...  and i have to work tomorrow and it shit... man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fuckin suck</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2004 01:44:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cell phones and shit dude</title>
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  <description>wtf.. honestly....  do people own like 2 cell phones each now?? its fuckin ridiculous...  i even saw this fuckin 10 year old with his own phone....  what the hell!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya..  the worst part...  today.. i was driving.. and i saw a fuckin RETARDED PERSON..  talking on her cellphone... driving around her little motorized cart...  wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i bought shares in cell phone stocks.. fuck</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 May 2004 20:26:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>shitty buzz part 1</title>
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  <description>so im sittin on my computer fuckin bored to death saturday.   I could be out fuckin skateboarding but i have a shitload of chores to do around the house (chores that i have to do or i cant live in my house cause my dad is an asshole)  and i dont know what im doing tonight.. i had a shitty night last night...   ill probably have a shitty night tonite too...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever...  im in a bad mood and shit.. and i hate it... fuck man!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what to write today.. fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatevz</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2004 21:32:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fuckin dirty pieces of shitty buzzness</title>
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  <description>so today i was working, testing dirty, ugly, gross, stupid, white trash fuckers ears.  these people are the epidemy of fucked up.  there was this one dude, fuckin stupid as a rock, with the worst acne ive seen in ages, coming in being all rude and shit.  now, what the fuck is up with that??  ive got the better job, im the one who graduated highschool and college and im the one who took the course to get this fuckin job and im the one dealing with rudeness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking him out of the trailer, i was thinking &quot;hes got horrible hearing and its MY fault??&quot;  i had an elastic in my hand and all i wanted to do was call him out so he would turn around and shoot the fucker right in the eyeball with it.  then i thought to myself &apos; no, this dude probably lives in the shittiest house, has the ugliest wife, and does nothing but cry every night because his life sucks soooo badly.  at that point i actually felt sorry for him.  this dude was so mean and rude, and now i feel sorry for him.  i couldnt come up with a conclusion as to what my thoughts ultimately meant, so i blocked it out of my mind for yet another day</description>
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  <lj:music>nas is like - nas</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2004 00:15:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>kill jill PART 1</title>
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  <description>uh...  now that im addicted to this fuckin gay shit... ill write a little story...  (ps. if there are any spelling mistakes, its cause i dont give a shit and i love mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eric walks down the street slowly, drinking his old english 40.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;mmmm, this shit is delicious&quot;  he comments to his skateboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i know dude, but u arent black, U FUCKING WIGGER&quot; replied the board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eric casually keeps walking, chugging his 40, confused and half in the bag, deciding within himself whether or not he should run or play cool regarding his talking skateboard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as he&apos;s come to a conclusion as to what he should do, a song pops into his head.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a cow lowered into a raptor pen, erics voice screeches: &quot;HERE I AM, DUH DUH, DUH DUH, DUH... ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICAINE&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as he finishes the verse, a strange cloaked man steps out of the local barber shop.  Erics first impression is to hide, as he&apos;s been bum raped numerous times by cloaked men coming out of barber shops.  Eric shakes off his initial fear and decides he&apos;ll fight the man if he tries to attack.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;hey boy, ya got a girlfriend?&quot; questions the cloaked man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i dont have A girlfriend sir, i have many!..... and as a matter of fact, one of them is you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;i seen that skateboard lurking the vast space time continuum last sunset boy!  Watch out for it or you&apos;ll be next&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;well, kind sir.  Ive been walking the streets of LA for many, many years, and ive never seen a dirtier beard than the one youre groomin there&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric starts to walk past the old man when he suddenly feels a tingle in his spu - spine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;how you aint gonnn fuck / bitch im ME / im the gaddammed reason u in VIP&quot; raps ludacris from beyond the abyss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that exact moment in time, a dog shits on the street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued....</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Apr 2004 22:35:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LIVE JOURNAL SUCKS but its gonna keep my creative mind spinning uncrontrollably</title>
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  <description>im a douche... live journal sucks but i thought id make an account to tell all you fuckers how stupid my shit is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck yah fuckers....   im too cool for school and everyone who doesnt know... now knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! FOR ALL YOU FUCKERS WHO DONT KNOW ME, this is going to be the most random and stupid livejournal account you have and will ever fuckin see!  im gonna fuckin post the stupidest, randomest, most fucked up entries in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name is AIR EEK for all you fuckers that dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and cause im such a good journalist, im gonna write you guys fuckin stupid reviews and short stories that relate to my life, or the lives of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peacce fuckers</description>
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