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[27 Dec 2003|11:28pm] |
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New screen name, tali ofarim. Simple enough, eh?
I think I'm Jewish, so leave my Jewish ass alone about all this Christmas garbage.
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[16 Dec 2003|10:31pm] |
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what up besides the slightly bigger update box
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[22 Oct 2003|11:47am] |
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So Marion doesn't hate me, and that's a good thing. I was under another impression all these months, but that is because I am a moron. Stupid Shawn had to come back and ruin my chances of cheap sex, that is just great. No, of course I mean welcome back, Shawn. Of course.
How come Jack Osbourne is never on line? I mean, maybe he is and AIM is playing the hating game, but still. He must like making my life hard, I want to bother him. I want to show him, and I guess the whole family, something about that damn show they did. Funny recaps, hurr. Yes, this is what I do with my life. PS I'm going back to Germany because America's a hater.
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[13 Oct 2003|11:49am] |
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Yeah.
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[03 Oct 2003|01:50pm] |
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I hate whores and people in general.
Um, so I am moving in with Dee, in all seriousness. It started off as a joke, but now I think I am actually moving to America. God, I am so foreign. I'll have to talk to her about my dogs though, since I don't know much about this place. I know its got to be good if it has her so excited, so squee. We can be like Will and Grace, all we need is a flamboyantly gay neighbour. I wonder what Dave is up to these days? I have been watching too much tv. Everything goes back to either Will and Grace, the Osbournes, or the Simpsons. Everything is connected to the Simpsons somehow, think about it. So, anyway.
I don't know, I think I'm on crack. What the hell is going on in my life? Well I am bitter and lonely goodbye. I'm being forced onto a skateboard.
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[11 Sep 2003|04:14pm] |
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So, this new LJ layout is extremely confusing and annoying, and I cannot operate it while drunk, so that is my excuse for lack of updates. That, and the sheer boredom on my friends page. I think I should go apologize to Marion for whatever I did, so I can oogle her icons again.
Now, I'm not up to date on current events, but I think I have the gist of what's going on these days. Spontaneous marriage, mmkay. That is clearly insane, and something I would never, ever do because I am a stereotypical man who is afraid of commitment now, but whatever, its their business. Congratulations David and Zac. If you two make each other happy enough to go get hitched out of nowhere, I'm happy for you and hope you have some hot newlywed sex.
Um, yeah, that is all.
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[23 Aug 2003|11:33pm] |
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Well, happy birthday to me.
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[17 Aug 2003|03:53pm] |
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When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
( I don't care if it hurts )
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[03 Aug 2003|06:07pm] |
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Why is it that my skin is so dry after being in the pool?
BONANZA'S ON!
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[31 Jul 2003|04:24pm] |
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I fell into an end table yesterday, which was painful, I guess. What it wasn't, was my fault. It was the zoo's fault, you hear me? I had a choice, I could either step on a kitten, or break Mutti's old table. Anyway, I woke up today with bruises all down my right side, but other than that, nothing big. I've been falling a lot lately, which is weird yeah, but I've gotten used to it, because hi, I've been accident prone all my life.
I've been spending time with Dee more and more now that she's visiting in Germany, which is good I've missed her, she's one of my best friends. Its great, I get to play around with the twins, and show them how to pick their noses and blow spit bubbles, just being Uncle Tal. Those three have helped me stop moping around so I could take a look at what I've got, family and friends who care. That's all I need, really. Though sex was nice while I had it, yeah. On the other hand, I haven't seen much of Clint in the time he's been here, I hate to hear that he's down. We still haven't hung out, but I don't know, we'll see. Maybe I'll drag him out for a beer-sicle, or something. Try to get him to crack a smile, though I cannot compare to Dee's corny knock-knock jokes. No, I'm sorry, it won't happen.
Gili's birthday's coming up, yay! This means cake and beer, right?
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[24 Jul 2003|09:17pm] |
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Whoa, geez updating is your friend, Tal. I hadn't realized I went so long without a decent update. Maybe I just didn't want to run off my damn mouth about something that may get me into trouble. Apparently, even if this is my journal, I'm not allowed to speak my mind, or something. Or maybe, its because I hate sitting down and trying to think of something to fill this fucking white box. I have nothing to say.
Since I'm single again I guess, I've been kidding around with Gil that I should go find one of the Cori's. Joking, people. I don't know, I'm sort of bringing myself up out of this funk. I want to. I want to be happy again, maybe Dee will be able to help. I plan on dragging her and the twins out sometime when she's here. Have some company other than Mom, and the dogs. Not that I don't love their company.
This update is going nowhere, bye.
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[14 Jul 2003|01:27pm] |
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Yeah so, I'm home.
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[07 Jul 2003|12:38am] |
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I try, and I try, until I just can't try any longer. I ask, and I ask, try and find out what's going on, and I get nothing. So why don't we try this. You tell me what you want to do, flat out, and that'll be it. Because I'm sick of feeling like I'm not good enough, I'm sick of feeling so damn helpless.
And it always seems you got something on your mind other than me
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[27 Jun 2003|04:48pm] |
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I'm getting pretty sick and tired of sitting around with my thumb up my ass all day, with Scott not here, and Gil and Bobby busy with their own stuff, I don't really feel like hanging around. And after hearing Gil's little spa story, I'm sort of avoiding Mom, but can you blame me?
One thing's for sure, I know Ozz-Fest starts tomorrow in California. Maybe I'll take another trip, hang around for a couple days, just have some fun. Dee's up in San Fran, as far as I know, maybe I could go see her afterward. She needs some friends right now anyway, right? And if it turns out she's not there, well its San Fransisco, its like my native land is calling me home. Because I'm a big ol' ... Full House fan. Yeah.
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[22 Jun 2003|02:28pm] |
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Teenage pregnancies are bad, mmkay?
I have little to no right on saying anything about this whole Dee baby thing, so I'll keep my mouth shut. But uh, just know I'm there for you, Dee, and anyone else who has undecided feelings over this. It sure came as a surprise, maybe I should read my friends page more often, huh? Fuck me for slacking.
Mm, hi Scott.
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[15 Jun 2003|04:14pm] |
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Happy Father's Day to all the dads and step dads out there. Did I call my father? Yes, and his trashy girlfriend answered. I love my old man, I truly do, but sometimes ... Fuck it. He has horrible taste in women these days, I don't know what's up with him. Yeah.
I met Bon Jovi, bow down to me. And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go comment Ozzy a little. Because I mean, come on, its Ozzy fuckin' Osbourne.
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[10 Jun 2003|12:57pm] |
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I guess I've been on an unofficial update strike.
Every time I try to start this update, something comes up. Something distracting. Something like Scott walking around doing his Marilyn Monroe impersonation, with one of my baggy t-shirts. Its not my fault he's the skinniest thing ever. Which I don't mind, as I find it extremely sexy. Anyway, getting off-topic. I was threatened with the rolling pin to update (Scott's been spending too much time with my mother, kay thanks), and since I don't want to be conked over the head, I figure I should make it a good one. And by good, I mean long, so I can take up all of your friends pages. The first step to taking over the world.
We're back in Germany. Scott and I are staying at Bobby and Gil's place, with the entire zoo. It is literally a zoo, no joke, no over-exaggeration. I'm surprised it doesn't smell like a giant litter box around here, but Bobby's almost always cleaning, so I guess it just all fits together now. What a nice, wrapped up, neat little package.
Things have been ... well, mellow. The way I like it. But you know once that happens, something is bound to come up. Live in the moment, though. I'm enjoying this. I love spending time at home, even if it isn't technically my home. I've held off getting my own place for reasons I choose not to get into. And no, its not just because I don't like doing laundry. It just isn't the right time. Besides, I'm barely home anyway. I guess I've become quite the worldly traveler these days. If you call going back and fourth from Germany to Canada worldly. Its better than lying on the couch all day eating junk food. No, wait. Nothing is better than that. No, wait again. A few things are better than that. Scott getting the idea that I only gave him that giant shirt (which I stretched out purposely last night) so that he would get annoyed enough with it to finally take it off, comes to mind. I mean, what? I'm just an innocent kind of guy.
I've made the perfect teeny bopper sign for the next 'Post concert, which isn't exactly scheduled yet, I know, but still. I'll be there, wherever 'there' is, with my 'SCOTT, I'M PREGNANT' sign. Damn, I just gave it away, didn't I? Oh well, I'm an idiot.
I'm off to tease Dave about him fucking my clone, so I'm ending this ... now.
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[02 Jun 2003|01:21pm] |
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Time for an update, even though I'm fairly sure the faint ringing in my ears will distract me half-way through. 'Tis a shame.
Saturday afternoon, I realized that the hotel Scott had checked us into was the same one Ozzy Osbourne was staying in, needless to say, I have his autograph, and you don't. I've been playing the part of his stalker ever since. I'm pretty sure Scott thinks I'm insane, which is good, it is time he knows the truth. ;)
The concert was amazing ... Just wow. I don't want to go into detail, as I'm not much of a bragger, ha-ha, but I will say this: If you get a chance to see Ozzy live, do it, kids. Its an experience of a lifetime. Worth putting up with the overbearing fans he seems to draw. Side-note: We sat beside this guy who kept farting, lethal. People were wondering why I was using my lighter at random times. Ozzy needs a journal ... another one, I mean.
We're heading off to Germany shortly, so I'll catch you on the flip side.
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[28 May 2003|01:06pm] |
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Look at me, making a lazy update. Bobby made cookies, and I'm in the midst of stealing them all, because I can. Somehow Scott got a hold of a few before I could get to them, sneaky (lazy) little bugger he is. I'm honestly innocent, I had no part in tiring him out today. And you can't see me, but I'm adjusting my halo.
I need some cream from a rug burn issue, so I'm off.
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