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Author: KZ

Tara’s a Good Sport

Posted on August 27, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

The following conversation occurred after I posted this entry on my blog. Tara: i hate you Kevin: ! Kevin: strong words Kevin: did you read it? Tara: yes you suck Kevin: lmao Kevin: oh man, i amuse myself way too much

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Tara’s Question

Posted on August 27, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Tara: how come i don’t get quoted in your blogger? There.

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Advice from Down Under

Posted on August 27, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Kevin: but i shouldn’t get too wrapped up in thisKevin: after all, she’s already takenSuzanne: just because there is a goalkeeper doesn’t mean you can’t shoot a goal How cool is that? Suzanne cracks me up. Maybe I will give it a try, just because it would be a shame to let that gem of…

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Wish You Were Here

Posted on August 19, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

It was a glimpse of intensity, but only a glimpse. She left my life just as quickly as she came into it. There’s so many things I wonder about her. Maybe they’ll all reveal themselves in due time. Just maybe. I’m giving up on her for now, because there’s no point in getting worked up…

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Toss it Up

Posted on August 13, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Summer has officially gotten better. Good times.

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Urge to Kill Fading

Posted on July 29, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Ick, I’ve noticed that most of my recent entries have been filled with complaints. Tara’s right. I’m becoming a bitter old man long before my time has even come. Ah well, things happen. I bet August will be a super month. By September 1st, I’ll be the happiest person alive. Sometimes it’s good to set…

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And He Can Go Eat Something Else, Too

Posted on July 26, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Some guy is filing a class action lawsuit against four major fast food chains over his obesity. Whatever happened to common sense and personal responsibility? This guy claims he somehow “didn’t know” how bad fried food was for him until 1999. Our country is either full of whiners or it’s full of idiots. In either…

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Urge to Kill Rising

Posted on July 26, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Ah, the joys of working in retail. Yesterday afternoon, some lady came in and asked me if the store has any lunch boxes. Immediately, I was inclined to say no since I had never known our store to carry lunch boxes. I told her I didn’t think so. Then, I tried to ask her if…

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You Can’t Live With Them, and Yet They’re Everywhere

Posted on July 24, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

I can never tell when I’m on a date until it’s too late. Good God, am I really that oblivious, or are females just that confusing? It’s a bit of both, isn’t it? It seems like the only girls worth having are the ones that I can’t have. Maybe it’s just my finicky, discriminating taste…

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Signal, Bitch!

Posted on July 12, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

I’ve nearly been hit by negligent drivers twice within the past three days. I can assure you neither incident was solely my fault since I wasn’t the one violating traffic laws. The US is full of idiots, and the DMV gives every one of them a driver’s license. Sadly, I think I’m one of them.

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Because he'd wished my mother dead, my father said, God had punished him; God had taught Pastor Merrill not to trifle with prayer. And I suppose that was why it had been so difficult for Mr. Merrill to pray for Owen Meany -- and why he had invited us to offer up our silent prayers to Owen, instead of speaking out himself. And he called Mr. and Mrs. Meany "superstitious"! Look at the world: look at how many of our peerless leaders presume to tell us that they know what God wants! It's not God who's fucked up, it's the screamers who say they believe in Him and who claim to pursue their ends in His holy name!~John IrvingSource: A Prayer for Owen Meany
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