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Tuesday, May 24, 2005

blowing 10g's in a night of debauchery

yet he believed his delusions of gradeur would open a door to a world of riches and fame, of no longer viewing his life as a lame attempt at chasing the american dream of corporate mergers and lattes, jetsetting across the globe, interacting with high powered movers and shakers, candle stick makers, those in the know and those who could blow 10,000 in a night partying till the early moring light. " The american public would just eat this shit up…."

Although the ideas were there, the gumption to chase the strings of a thousand colored balloons to the heights of the heavens above (skies his Mother had always reffered to as "the limit") was non-existent. Typing away comfortably in the glow of a flat screen Dell monitor required little energy and sustained his imagination long enough to bill the time to a "character building task".

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