Friday, December 9th, 2005
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5:24 am - Reflecting on my life.
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I just looked at my live journal and re read all my old entries. There were alot of things I forgot I had written. Alot of it reminded me of just how much a funny mother fucker I am. Until a few days ago I hadn't made any posts in like 9 months or something like that. It was either the end of febuary or begining of march. I didn't check the date. I even saw some comments that I had never even seen before. Well in those 9 months I think I wasted a lot of time. I have no money, no job, no life, and I dropped out of school. I'll be the first to say it, I'm a fucking loser. Well I'd make a joke but I don't really have anything to talk about right now. Well I do but I need to look into stuff before I can prepare my ultimate entry. Its going to be great. One thing I did notice while going over this stuff was that december fourth marked the one year aniversery of me meeting someone. Back then I just assumed this person hated me. Well Its a year later and now I'm almost ceartain this person hates me and I can't figure out why. I mean for a while I didn't care that they hated me, but then i was like hey this person kind of awesome so I don't want this person to hate me. And believe me I tryed everything to get this person not to hate me. I did everything they asked. I went out of my way to do these things. I blew off prior engagements I may of had to do things for this person. I spent all sorts of money on this person. Did I ever ask for anything in return? Not really, maybe some affection, oh and to be treated like a human being. Did I ever get this, no. I mean I thought I did. I thought there was something there. Well this person told me there was nothing there. So what does that mean. I think it means this person isn't as awesome as i thought and I think it means this person used me. Yea thats right I was taken advantage of. Do I hate this person, No, I don't. But I'm pretty sure they hate me. And like I said, I can't figure out why. I mean all I did was reconize their bullshit and then stopped futilally trying to gain the affection. Is that reason to hate someone, I think not. Oh well I haven't seen this person in a month and haven't talked to them in a several weeks so They can't have anything to do with the weird shit thats been going on in my life lately. That will be the subject of my next entry assuming nothing worthy of an emidate journal entry happens. Well its 6Am and I think its time for breakfast or dinner, I'm not really sure anymore. So I got to go.
Love,
Ted "Mama said Knock You Out" Pettingell
current mood:  hungry
current music: Underground- Ben Folds Five
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Wednesday, December 7th, 2005
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7:36 am - This is an away message.
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Dear Friends,
Today I will let you take a closer look in to my insanity. I think its just after on wednesday morning. The reason I'm not sure what day it is because house isnt on this week and its thrown my whole schedule off. Well its just after 7 and I've been up all night. Why Have i been up all night? Well first of all yesterday I didnt get out of bed till 6 PM. When that happens its hard to find an apporpriate time to hit the sack. What do i do all night? Well when most of you go to bed, lets say about 11 my day is just getting started. I have to watch the daily show, then the Colbert Report. After that I have time for a shower before Conan. I watch Conan and it gets over at about 1:35. By then almost everyone of you is in bed. Then I spend a few hours playing tetris and Pacman, and listening to music. After that I read. What do I read? Internet Articles and interviews mostly. Things that intrest me. You know comedy and tv and movies. In the middle of this I usaually have a snack or small meal. I also listen to music the whole time, mostly songs that reenforce my distorded sense of reality. Tonight I tried something different by buying over a hundred dollars in clothes that I can't possibly afford. Maybe acrewing some credit card debt will motivate me to get a job or at least do something constructive with my time. Maybe I could write something, (other than my kick ass away messages) a new screenplay, or maybe even a novel. To change subjects last night my snack featured a fortune cookie whos message was, "Don't repay Kindness, pass it on." I want to know what the cookie means by that. I think its saying that if someone is nice to you you dont have to be nice just to them, it can be other people as well. More importantly its saying be nice not because you have to but because you want to. But that brings me to my next question. Does this cookie's rules apply for unkindness as well. If someone is mean to me should i just pass it on and treat everyone like shit, or should i do the opposite and return the favor? Well its kind of an unneacary question because I cant think of anyone who has done an unkind thing to me. Well thats it.
From
Ted "medium pimpin'" Pettingell
P.S. Because my hot water tank broke and then needed to be installed my power kept getting cut off so in the unlikely event any one left me a message while i was away in the past few days i did not get it.
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Thursday, February 24th, 2005
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6:28 pm - Its amazing what get said when your driving around with your friends?
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Saturday, January 8th, 2005
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1:04 am - My New Alias
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Form Now on I will be known as
current mood:  thirsty for moxie
current music: traveling riverside blues- led zeppelin
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Monday, December 27th, 2004
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12:27 am - Mistaken Idenity
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Earlier tonight I was in my driveway when I saw my good friend jason catino drive buy in the snow. I ran down the steet after him only to find out it was not actualy him in the car. It was shocking to me that someone else actually owned that car and they would also be crazy enough to drive in the snow. It is even harder to believe when you consider that you can not find a picture of that model car for that year in that color any where on the internet. Here is the closet i came to locating a oicture of the car
the fact that i missidentified the car is more amazing considering just two days ago i was in the car stealing a parking space at the water town mall.
current mood:  Why Isn't stinky a mood
current music: Travelling riverside blues- Led Zeppelin
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Friday, December 24th, 2004
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10:49 pm
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Last night I met Stand up comic bill burr. If your not familar with him here he is on Chappelle show
current mood:  cold
current music: You better, bet - The Who
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Thursday, December 23rd, 2004
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6:56 pm - Week in Review
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Friday, December 17th, 2004
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10:47 pm - DON'T DO DRUGS
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current mood:  amused
current music: Brown Eyed Girl- Van Morrison
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Thursday, December 16th, 2004
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10:12 pm - I was Bored
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Monday, December 13th, 2004
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9:37 pm - Did SomeBody Say FREE COLLEGE!!!!!
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Sunday, December 12th, 2004
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12:33 am - My heart is broken
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Although Mean Girls will always be number one in my book, I recant* my love for Lindsay Lohan. Why would i do something like this? Well lets take a look at an excerpt from the lyrics to her latest song:
Why can't you just let me do
The things I wanna do
I just wanna be me
I don't understand
Why would you wanna bring me down
I'm only having fun
I'm gonna live my life (like I wanna do)
spoken like a true whore lindsay, a dirty dirty coked out whore.
Recant* formally reject or disavow a formerly held belief
current mood: discontent
current music: Rumors- Lindsay Lohan
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Saturday, December 11th, 2004
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11:05 am - Mall Adventures (My first entry with pictures (I'm so Proud of my self))
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Above is a diagram of what happened last Saturday at the mall.
Saturday I decided I was going to get new shoes.
So Jon, Jay, and I went to Bob's Store at Shopper's world in Framingham.
Afterwards we went down the street to the Natick Mall so I could get an Orange Julius.
Yarty was supposed to meet us there, but Yarty being Yarty he got lost in confused.
While we were waiting for him we were at Hot Topic with all the *"cool" gothic kids.
When Yarty finally did arrive we decided to go to Johnny Rockets, A 50's themed restaurant, to eat.
Yarty had brought his younger sister and her friend who had to point out I was scratching my balls.
This brought me shame and was a horrible way to end Mall Adventures.
*"cool" losers who think theyre cool because they walk around the mall in a trench coat.
current mood:  creative
current music: Baba O'Riley- The Who
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Monday, December 6th, 2004
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11:32 pm - second journal entry seems like a good time for a rant
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You don’t need a weather man to know which way the wind is blowing. ~ Bob Dylan
What does that mean, its open to interpretation so don’t ask me. But ill tell you this its better than some quote on the meaning life or a lyric from a love song written by a no talent hack with a little wheat next to it and in parentheses its says you know who you are hehehe. I hope you get stabbed by master swordsman.
Now you may have seen this in my AIM profile but let me further elaborate. I can't help it; I get depressed when I look at other peoples profiles. First of all some people put way to much stock into these things. Nobody cares that you hate your life and you like hurting yourself. Do you have any valid points to make? Answer: NO. So maybe we would all be better off if you all just killed yourselves. Or maybe you should just find a more constructive way of expressing yourself. Second any one who offers a quote of inspiration in there profile really needs to take a good look at things and put them in perspective. If you really live your life by a quote then you should put it on a t-shirt not your buddy profile. If you like a quote and think other people might get some inspiration by seeing it when they click on it they don’t, it actually pisses them off. And if you’re in the majority of people who just put quotes in to be cool then you’re a fucking tool. Third people who put I love so and so in their profile. Now my loathing of you maybe due in part to my own loneliness, but I think it’s deeper than that. Where do I begin, how about this. NO ONE CARES! Girls if you have any thing like that in your profile you need to wake up. Your boy friend doesn’t love you. And guys ill just say this grow some fucking balls. And I think putting a heart is far too cute for my liking. Now if your reading this and are saying, "hey Ted this seems kind of hypocritical and you are doing the same things you're accusing others of doing", then all I have to say to you is this is a satire and it’s meant to be ironic.
For those of you who don't know
Satire~ [n] witty language used to convey insults or scorn
Irony~ [n] incongruity between what might be expected and what actually occurs
Now that I got that out of the way I would like to say something else. Recently Rolling Stone Magazine named Bob Dylan's Like a Rolling Stone as the number one song of all time. I'm not just saying this because I have a lyric from a Bob Dylan song in my profile. I decided to bring this up because when I was in ninth grade I was sitting in math class and heard some popular kids talking about music and they were talking about how they liked the song like a rolling stone (yes I was confused too when I heard that popular kids even knew the song) but they didn’t know who it was by. Now I knew it was by bob Dylan but I wasn’t going to say anything. Then one of them said well I have it downloaded on my computer (this was in the golden age of pirating music on the internet) so ill check when I get home. I was furious. How could they not know it was bob Dylan? If you’re into hip-hop then fine you shouldn’t have to know the song, but if you’re a supposed fan of classic rock then you should have to that or else you cant listen to a led zeppelin song with out being swarmed by hornets. Now I haven’t been dwelling on that comment for the past 3 years but when I heard that Like a Rolling Stone was the number one song of all time I felt validated in my outrage.
The final part of my rant has nothing to do with buddy profiles or bob Dylan. This has to do with my friends and there lame sense of humor. Now I don’t really want to go in detail but ill say this some times people go too far with exaggeration. Now there is an acceptable amount of exaggeration such as hey man I did you see me do that jump on my skate board I was like 8 feet in the air? See this is fine even if you only go 4 feet of air. What is unacceptable is oh I don’t know lets say running into someone and chipping a tooth and then when you tell the story you make the person out to be a skull biting racist. Or how about this lets say someone had a cat and the cat had kittens. Now this person's friends were hanging out at a park. This park just happened to be across the street from this person’s house. Then this person’s friend asked if they could see the kittens, now I don’t know about you but I don’t want 10 sweaty scum bags going in and making a mess of my mom’s bed room, so this person tells them to wait across the street and he will go get the kittens and bring them back. When this person comes back a large group gathers around the kittens. Now remember this is a park and a park is where children play. Now let’s say a group of children came up and asked if they could see the kittens. What’s a person to do? Be polite and say sure you can see them or be an ass and go know you can’t see these are kittens are for my eyes only. Well like a reasonable person let the kids see the kittens. End of story. But for some reason when this persons friends tell the story it goes something like this, "hey remember when you brought those kittens over to the park for the specific purpose of getting the attention of little girls", "yea Ted you’re such a fucking pedophile". That is an example of unacceptable exaggeration. Not only that, it is slander. Not only that I could go to jail for just it. not only that only three fucking people in the world actually find it funny and for some reason they seam to bring up these stories in the most inappropriate situations (although I don’t know if there is an appropriate time for these stories). Now I don’t know if I made any coherent points in there and I will acknowledge that I went more into detail then I had planned but I think you’ll agree that I would be justified in smothering these people in their sleep. That is all I have to say. It took me more than an hour to write this and I hope you don’t take nearly as ling to read it. But if you do read it please make comments. And they better not be this was to long or what are you talking about you are a racist and a pedophile.
current mood:  aggravated
current music: posotivly fourth street by bob dylan
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Sunday, November 28th, 2004
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11:46 pm - This is my new live journal.
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This is my new live journal. Its pretty lame right now but someday it will be awesome. Hopefully my brother will show me how to make it awesome.
current mood: thirsty
current music: Neil Young- Cortez the Killer
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