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Tuesday, February 01, 2000

 

eric clapton, don murdoch and how not to get caught in a mind trap

tonight. tooooonight. tonight at the game. i couldn't get over how goofy wendy scutt! is. but at the same time i couldn't get over how much i was attracted to her. to think, i would've never met these girls if it wasn't for you. i need to give you a long over do THANK YOU.

it's after midnite (the clapton reference) and i'm tired as hell, but i promised you an electronic mail. so here it is.
what you said on IM the other night really twerked me. but, like i knew i would, i got over it. but i think it was just the realization that HELL YES WE'VE GOT LIQUIOR AND IT'S ALL OURS....LET DRINK IT. but for some reason, you were right. (fucking movie!) like tyler said to the narrator, i will drag you, kicking and screaming, and in the end you will thank me...or something like that.anyway, this weekend we shale begin our quest for gold! mantazuma gold or whatever the fuck that shit is. the rez(oo) hehehehe, see what i did there, i put in the oo like zoo....sounds promising. we should bring katie and wendy and the garbage too, (we are the garbage men) and do sum bumpin and grindin wit 'em. but NO TEQUILLA FOR KELLY AND LIZ, THEY NEED TO GET THEIR OWN...unless of course, head is in the deal. mmmmmm, head........ah! kelly giving it....stdennis...not for me thank you. but wait! six degress...jason, kelly, my penis....seems fitting.

come to the race!

i hope marq's in school tomorrow. why the fuck is everyone dying...? loren's grandpa, then my grandpa, then anna's grandpa, now marq's aunt, and now loren's grandmother is dying. lord, what'd we do wrong? my mom started yelling at Him today. it was crazy.



*breaths*



whoa.
what did i just write. 10 minutes has passed.


i had a point in there somewhere, but it got lost right around the time i said "come to the race..."

TIME FOR AARON J'S, PRO RELATIONSHIP ADVICE GIVER, TO, GIVE UH, WELL... ADVICE.

hello. and welcome to aaron j's relationship corner. today, we will be
learning how not to get caught in a mind trap, by studying the case of 'tim' and 'jenna'. some quick back round on this one....then went out, they broke up. simple enough. now, aparently this, tim, we'll call him tim, he's asked to remain annyomus...he wants her back. interesting. i do belive it's about 18 months after their break up. so i've gotta ask 'tim' if he's out there...tim, why now? but more importantly, why? what i've come to learn in life is that, getting back together is NEVER good. i'll tell you why. 1.) if you never get back with her, you can live the rest of your life wondering if she really would've resulting in misery. 2.) if you do, and she breaks it off again, you will live the rest of your life in misery. 3.) you get back together, stay together, for a time, but eventually break up, and then and only then your realize all the time you just wasted and all the other girls you passed by with something that didn't work out the first time through. you live in misery the rest of your life. 4.) you get back together, you get married, you have kids...but you're miserable for the rest of your life, because you've been dating your wife of 20 years, give or take a decade, since your junior year of high school.
look, bottom line is, we are too young to take any relationship as serious as we sometime do. there are a million fish in the sea, and even more girls on the earth. you can not become attached to the first girl you fall in love with, or even the first girl you date. i did both. i pictured myself 30 years down the line with everyone of my girlfriends. and now look at me. i hate half of them. our time here is running out, and we can't spend it whinning over a girl we lost a long time ago. enjoy what we have now, the past is gone. the girls change like the weather, wait 10 minutes...you're at a mall, you can go into any store you want for as long as you want, when you want. but if you just drive to a store, you're there, stuck there without an option of what to do. sure you can leave at any time, but it's one hell of a drive back home.

my name is aaron, and these are just my opinions.
i hope they help 'tim' and who ever else is reading this tonight.

goodnite, and godbless.

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