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10:35pm 29/11/2006
  my tea taste like shit
and its cold in my house

i think i stuck in the pages of a poorly writen book
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auteum causes summer to fall   
03:33pm 03/10/2006
mood: like ther are angels singing i
i havent used this thing sence yoyos were cool
i blame myspace
but now that i think about it i kinda do like this thing better
emmas right it just feels more like home

so update update update

alot a crazy/bad stuuf hasd happend sence i last posted
this summer was kinda like the prologe to a shakespere tragdy
if that makes anysence

but thing have have going good latly

im realy glad to see summer end

fall bring change and a new look to life
i cant wait

lets go eat apples and jump in piles of leaves

kiss kiss
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03:32pm 13/04/2006
  oh shit
the sky is on fire
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07:01pm 06/04/2006
mood: a step to the left
reading poetry tonight
at the oasis

be ther if your cool enough

ll go sometime after 8
i gots me a job   
07:44pm 05/04/2006
mood: lets go fly a kite

yay for me
im no longer destend to become a hobo

its at the movie theater in the mall
i start next week
movies and money whats not to like

by the way well i was there i was inside man
and it was a peach of a film
i dont want to sounds like a queer
but i think clive owens hot

now im going to go ride my bike
i dont care if its cold out

oh and the enrty before this is false
i didnt write it and i dont like falloutboy
but i do hunt for kelsy

later cowboys and cowgrils
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goin down down in an earlier round, Sugar we're goin' down swinging   
12:09pm 17/03/2006
mood: worshiping Emma.
hi my name is max
I eat babies, and smell like burnt rubber
and the soles of shoes
Emma basically owns my life.
I should worship every step she takes because she is horribly precious.
I would put her shit in an archive if I could.
but I won't.
because that is horribly creep-tastic.
I enjoy fishing.
and eating snails.
my pass-times include grave digging, and truffle hunting.
I like to sing for the opera, and I play the picollo for the detroit symphony orchestra.
I enjoy the occasional swim with dolphins, and dalton, though he and I have only met sparatically between long scuba diving trips off the arctic tundra.
Some times we hunt for gold, but usually, we just look for kelsey.
she hides under the muddiest rocks in the merkiest water, usually only half-clothed do to her possesion by the ghost of christmas past.
Generally we burn her at the stake, and eat her for dinner,
but last time we covered her in peanut butter and left her for the birds,
it is much more messy,
but we may try this tactic again.

I also love the band fall out boy,

Max F. Ewalt
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06:46pm 16/03/2006
im bored
come save me
and all that jazz   
12:41am 12/03/2006
mood: jager bombs away!!!

i love you

and ill be back soon
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free kittens   
11:29pm 02/03/2006
mood: meow
do any of you crazy cat want a kitten

2 of emmas cats had kittens in the same day
come on you know you want one
ther cute

and i will bring it to your house
and give you a golden cookie

coment if intrested
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06:18pm 01/03/2006
  thers a moral to this story...
to bad i skiped to the ending
01:58pm 15/02/2006
  if your hands bigger then your face you have cancer  
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show tonight   
02:34pm 10/02/2006
mood: bouncy
hey for those of you that arnt aware

tonight there is a show in sadusky mi.
featruing bands that featrue 3 of the 5 mebers of
dancing with bergeron

and a bunch of other bands

so go and dont bitch

its athe becon and its cheep

coment if you need directions
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06:59pm 09/02/2006
  the mad hater aint got shit on me  
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youve come a long way baby... but you still cant write your name in the snow   
01:10pm 07/02/2006
mood: a step to the laeft
i was just getting lost inthe back of my head
killing time till emma gets here
so desided to update on the state of my life

for those of you that dont know
and actully care
i moved into my dads house about a week ago
so im stuck back in crosswell
total blowfest
at leaeast its the house i grew up in
and i dont have to deel with crazy ass nebors

my birthday was thursady
im finaly 18
and can now buy porn (bonus)
and get arested (not a bonus)
but ill make the best of it

well i guess thats all i have to say for now

keep it real
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12:48am 07/02/2006
  they dont make jews like jesus anymore...  
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12:40pm 19/01/2006
  no thats not a pink triangel
it doesnt mean hes gay
its a compas
the top point points north

... and by north i mean gay
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we'll settle this the old navy way,the first guy who dies loses   
03:35pm 12/01/2006
mood: chipper
man its been awile
i keep fogeting about this thing

its fucking nice out right now
i feel weird saying that secne its janury
but it is

i want to go fly a kite
but mabye later cause im hungry

i need a job
im a bum

i have this feeling that im dested to become a hobo
and spend the rest of my days
geting in knife fights for bottles of vodka

well hopefully im wrong
but ethier
i need to get off my lazy ass

so my birthday is coming up
ill be 18
and can by porn
and lotry tickits
yay for me

well shit id write more
but vince just showed up
so im off
like a shot in the dark

keep it real
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10:36pm 09/01/2006
  i knew that topless lady
had somthin up her sleeve
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ho, ho, ho, now i have a machine gun   
10:03pm 08/12/2005
mood: if i told ya id have to kill y
so this morning
i work up sing silver bells

it was sign x mas
is soon a coming

and all i have to say is

i <3 santa

me and my mom decrated the tree
like a hour ago
ther was a note from the people that run my apartments
that said we coulnt have a live tree
because of insurence resons
but we got one any way
were fucking rebals

emmas birthday is sunday
the big 17
hot damn
yay for you babe

i want to drink egg nog
but it gives me the shits
so imkinds pissed

but ill stay high on the cristmas vibe

ho ho ho
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one of my favrite poems   
02:22am 07/12/2005
mood: a nail in the coffin
I cant sleep there is a woman stuck between my eyelids

I would tell her to get out if i could

But there is a woman stuck in my throat