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[29 Nov 2004|11:10pm] hey hey hey no one reads this yay, got a job, go me marks and spencers, drink tea! what a lovely daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! its been for me. + comment.

[04 Nov 2004|02:04am] siberia, well its siberia, not that fun. yet was in a way. eating sweet adn sour chickne adn ships, captain beefheart + comment.

[03 Oct 2004|01:50am] hahahahahahaha threw a pie in hally's face was perfect aslways wanted to throw a pie in someones face no i feel complete, goodnight 002 + comment.

[29 Sep 2004|12:12am] pub quizz drunk some man talking till 12 about you should see this [ ] not this [ ] and that the shit headed people who had money perpetuated our system alot about money and class a bit heavy for 12 at night, and being drunk but fun all the same + comment.

[28 Sep 2004|11:21am] bloody norah just read my journal, theres somthing wrong with me. + comment.

[28 Sep 2004|11:09am] what was the point of that hey? i know ill walk home stay there for a bit then go back to college, get some exercise, time to think you know? well no you dont it started to rani, didnt even notice untill i got pissed wet through. it would have been nice rain, wasnt that cold you see, yet i was wearing my grandads old cardigan/jumper thingy so it got all wet and heavy and i feel and resemble a drowned rat. gonna go back to college and find out what the frig i have to do for my coursework. i also need to take more photographs, but off what, i already love the ones i have, but i will anywho because its fun. there was no point nor no reason gotta fall in love with the madness my superficial madness can turn into the uncontrollable kind + comment.

[21 Sep 2004|01:39pm] i have entered the same thing twice, whoops. coincidence, that we don't speak or see and you are as happy as can be. to be old and wise you have to be young and stupid i know this and if you did you'd know why i say those things that make no sense, hypocritical shit, rich to leave a mouth such as mine. bum + comment.

[15 Sep 2004|12:09am] arghhhhhhh i already did this. well i was asying i may write a book instead of this cos no one actually reads it. i could tell the age old tale of harvey pickles the east german juggaler. he never went to school but he understood the language of the wind and could speak to trees. he is also a very nice mean and very handy with a plunger. i may also sit in the woods untill i get a divine vision of clarity. like life lives at the bottom of the ocean. that there could be a portal to another universe that is a place where the things we didnt do in the mornings would happen ect. for an example. yuo adn your friend are sitting in a pub, they get up to get a drink, yet you are anoyying and shout them back just to say "how far would you have got if i didnt call you back?" well in this other universe this "what would have happened" would have happened, like they could have maet the man/women of their dreams and married in the future, yet the whole incodent may not have happened because the begining of your time, and the universes, would be the things that would have happened and therefore the whole reality would be different, yet daja vu could be when the two universes collide and the event could have happened in both universes and this causes us to go "ooo daja vu." yet this has been said before i bet and im not making sense. even dream could be a blrry insight to what is going on your other life, and somewhere in the dream it tells you what you did differently for yuor reality to happen and not make the dream one become real in your reality. yet it would be in an enigma so it would be hard to find, but if you could find them then you could maybe see into the future, if you dont make the same mistake again this is what will happen kinda thing, so dreams are a veiwing glass into the future. i may start a religion. you know then i would have an excuse, a reason to do what i want. i would truly believe this and know its the truth and it to be right. therefore i could fight and kill for the truth that i believe to be the truth but i wouldnt really be enlightend to life, or maybe i am totlally enlightend. yet i wouldnt, imagen me as a leader of a religion, madness, i would most prob make every one go crazy yeah good one oliver. + comment.

[14 Sep 2004|11:45pm] [ mood | curious ] [ music | the charlatans ] hello, i dont actually think anyone reads this which is good. i just get bored i think i should write a book instead. telling the age old tales of harvey pickles, the west german juggaler. he never went to school but he knows the language of the wind and can speak to the trees. quite a nice man aswell, good with a plunger. or maybe sit in the woods untill i see a divine vision of clarity. i could find out that life is at the bottom of the ocean, leading into another universe of what would have happend if you didnt do a certin thing in the morning etc. an example, you are sat with a friend, they get up to get a drink. they walk of but you shout them back just to be anoying and say "i wonder how far you would have got if i didnt call you back?" well in the other universe the friend would have kept on walking and maybe bump into a girl/guy of thier dreams and marry them in the future. yet this whole incedent may not have happened in the other universe because from the begining of time, yours and the universe, the things we didnt do here happened over there so there could be a whole different reality, and daja vu could be when the two universes collide and that they both do the same thing at the same time and it FREAKS you out. but i dont think i make any sense. in other words FLY ME TO THE MOON LET ME PLAY AMONG THE STARS LET ME SEE WHAT SUMMER LOOKS LIKE FROM JUPITER AND MARS. or what ever, ilike my version if its wrong. im thinking of making a religion and it would give me an excuse to do what i like, if thats what i belive and thats what the truth is then i ma right and i would kill for the truth, or what i thought was the truth, wouldnt be evil but just unenlightened, or maybe completly enlightened, but i wont, dont worry, if i was a leader of a religion imagen what wuld happen. hahaha madness. 001 + comment.

[10 Sep 2004|12:24am] well a story me thinks. this is a stroy about slimy fox. You see slimy fox was born in the woodland world of "Slickbag Farm." abandoned by his parents, a fox and a greasy teenager called ian, he never new a real home. He had to defend for him self in the cruel world of middleclass fox hunts. Yet beause he had the geans of a greasy kid he was slimy and could fit through crack in walls and dogs couldnt get a grip of his slippery fur. therefore he surived his childhood years and honned his skills at escaping and entering. yet one day he met dave the racoon, yes the famous one. dave was on the run after one of his alchol induced anger fits, he stole a tractor from he farm and shouted "these fuckers wont tell me to arrange their flowers, fuck the man," and hit two pensioners on there romantic walk through the country side after their 151th anniversary of when they found that hankercheif in the puddle adn old man jhonsson held a meeting about lint. anywho im sidetracking. dave met slimy fox and was inpressed by his skills and decided to take him under his wing, or leg as racoons dont ahve wings, there pigeons. he took slimy fox to the city where they openned stalls and sold stolen goods that slimy fox had taken from entering houses unditected. eventually slimy fox became a cigar smoking, card playing, monicle wearing shister and had a working relationship with dave. They oftten held card games in the local pub "The Towns Crutch" knicknamed "the crotch." many other sad woodland animals had founf there way to the pub from wooly owl to bender noris the slender loris. yet they are other storys that will be told in some time. + comment.

[02 Sep 2004|11:44pm] love warlrus. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yeah. well to buisness. saw old man withsomespoons, he had a bag of snakes, not good. i said "thats not good" but he explained he had a lint inspector coming round to make sure there was enough lint in the washing machine. he needed the snakes to woo the inspector so that old man withsomespoons didnt go to juvy for lack of lint. i said "fair enough, good luck to you all" he replies "you dont need luck with a neck like this" the sky would open if you told it to, make sure you have your umbrella though. stars would dance to your movements, remember they cant do the splits. sing me a song and ill paint you a picture dont start giving me a lecture. come dance with me we'll learn things, see things we wont believe id do what i could, i say, yet wouldnt be enough, youd say, but it DOESNT REALLY MATTER DOES IT? mega meltdown + comment.

[01 Sep 2004|02:11am] havent wrote in a bit. latley i have been watching films and taking alot of photos. been to heaton park,had an icecream its all good. HEAR ME NOW! hope you are all having fun. couldnt really think what to say and it doesnt realy matter. im in a coma of thoughts and blissfully unaware of much. doesnt really matter does it? narrrrrrrrrrrr doesnt really matter. it doesnt mean much but it is making things easier. still like to be in the dreams that i had and have but dreaming your life away could be far too risky for one such as my self. magic shoe what would you do sing us a song, join in kangeroo, i would if i could, young sirrrrrrrr, misterrrrrr, but this light is rather to tight, on the old corneassssssssss. Marvelous to be back don afroweasel the third, good to have you back, the glee club hasnt been the same without your high pichted squeels. i do my best for king and country. and, for that, we salute you. + comment.

holiday [21 Aug 2004|05:48pm] went to spain toooooooooo tired to talk about it now, maybe later 003 + comment.

[06 Aug 2004|12:13am] jammed today. AFter getting up in the middle of nowhere and seeing not rights in a place that brings to mind the league of gentlemen, got an egg sandwhich, pearson got some bongos, pub, my house. shed played the greatest tunes ever known to be heard by a mortal. narr but it was good. guitar, bass, bongos, pennywhistle, harmonica, dijeridoo great it was, well i go away tomorrow. dont worry ill be back, unless i dont come back and in that case i want you to know......................i have never played the oboe. + comment.

angry [05 Aug 2004|08:30pm] got soooooooooooo angry last night it was unberlievable, if thats right. i had a great night anyway. it was a perfect night at mat's house and a time i will treasure. and big p was there so hahahahaha. yet i was angry but thats my fault not yours. best go find something, best go find my world + comment.

[03 Aug 2004|02:01am] [ mood | completly salmon filled ] [ music | the verve ] that night, id stop time for that night to go on becasue i knew in the morning it be all gone, washed away with booze in your system. yet i didnt believe that this would chage anything, i knew nothing would come of this, like breaking into heaven, you are floating in perpetual pleasure untill the bouncers come and chuck you out on your arse, on some broken bottles, filled with acid and some drunk came along before with some salt and dropped it there. the nasty goodness of the salt made some red ants come to clear it away but they are are carying small knives. not plesent its started to rain heavilly now, i talk about you and it rains, you even make the weather miserable, good for you. but away i had a realisation as you may say, i dont need you. HAHAHAHAHA well as heaven chucked me out im back with the mortals and they are still selfish ignorant basterds. manners maketh man. try tellin that to some self infactuated, motivated bint. yes you. gonna take some photos tomorow until then lets hope trees dont start thinking "why should i give you oxygen? thats it im not a tree anymore im an acountant from hull" let see what happens then, no amount of baby oil will get you out of that mess. feck of + comment.

wedding [02 Aug 2004|12:02am] got back from a wedding, free booze, free food, i had lobster was nasty chewwy stuff. got pie eyed with my cousin. got called a hippy and a porn star alot. danced to some band who said they would play hendrix but didnt, why the big stinkers? WHY? was a fancy place this resturant and house, very hot though. anywho was good going away to spain on saturday so ill see you whan i get back. x + comment.

psycopath [28 Jul 2004|12:10am] i think thats what i am, a psycho. the fury starts to rise and it aint gonna stop, i tried to though yet when you left it came back and that was it, i havent been like that in a while though my head is talking my heart's ignoring it keeps the fire burning the emotion exploring stop it + comment.

[27 Jul 2004|12:53am] well i think im really doing it now. my head is clear. friends and that is how i exactly want it to be like now because i was thinking the other day about when i thought about just having a friend like you and now i do so im glad. there we go. and that is about you so there. sleep i think, not doing anything yet tomorrow but hopefully will do, chow for now xxxxxx + comment.

real [24 Jul 2004|01:49am] but thats why i like you + comment.

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