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Name: Drea State: California Metro: Ventura Birthday: 11/3/1982 Gender: Female
Interests: books, psychology, archie mcphee crap, the world of kevin smith Expertise: - the acquision and delivery of various forms of mass media to the general public - Interlibrary loan.
- Hatred and a general disliking of most people Occupation: Customer service/support Industry: Media
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Member Since:
8/22/2005
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| I hate spitting. I loathe spitting. It is a huge pet peeve of mine Today I saw a guy walking in front of the library and he hawked (is that a correct spelling?) a big one right where he stood. I was immediately disgused and has mean thoughts about him, his mother and society at large. Then I realized that he spit into the planter. He spit INTO the PLANTER! Not on the sidewalk like every other fool. My hatred subsided and I forgave him. No one was going to step in that little wet pile of saliva. It was going to be disguised in the dirt. Thanks man | | |
| Watched Chris Rock's Kill the Messenger. Funny. 3 stars. I need to show Samina the part about Gwen Stefani. Chris Rock repeats the same line over and over. It must be a formula. Repeat things. It will make them funnier. Not that I am against it. He is one of my favorite comedians. I am just saying that it is obvious. | | |
| this is who i am. i have to deal with it. it sucks, i hate it, but what can i do? if you need to break up with me, fine if you have to much emotion going on and you need to get rid of some of it, fine. shana is having a baby and your nephew is in a bad place and i can;t be apart of it, fine you want a better life without me, fine i am done. i don't want to be your friend | | |
| Always with an excuse as to why it isn't your fault. Did you ever think that you were the one not doing a good job? You should have been there and you left one woman alone to flounder through the evening without knowing where anything was. She is just too nice to tell you that you are impossible to work with and that your lies and corrupting her job. Merry Christmas | | |
| I want to know why she can call me and be in a bad mood where nothing makes you happy and I am cool and don't worry about, but when I call her and sound the same way she gets all mad and hurt. Why? Girls are so damn insane | | |
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