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Dustin's Diary

A look at the day's happenings and thoughts. ~Read at your own discretion. This blog is from the mind of the author and contains opinions that are of the author. It is no way endorced by any other company or any other body.

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I am an enigma. A perfect right hand middle man living safely supported on the edge. Complicatedly simple or simply complicated, that's for you to decide. I lose the games I play & win the ones I don't. I'm not here to play games. I'm here, there, everywhere. Often I like to feel as if I'm the world. Other times I want to melt into the scenery. I see myself as a familiar stranger standing along the street as life speeds by. I like strangers & love my friends. I laugh when people fall but offer a helping hand. I hate people but love working with the public. The Constitution is wrong, all men are not created equal; they should be. I believe that not everyone has the same opportunities; it's what you do with the ones that lay before you that determine who you become. I like to walk. Running is too fast; but some roses are meant to be seen & not smelled. Time is an illusion created by man. I’ll create it for those who are willing to do the same. Your birthday is important to me & hope mine is to you. I tend to give more than I receive. Respect & appreciation are key. Conversation is a gold mine; knowledge is wealth & power. My intelligence is my most prized possession, don't insult it.

Sunday, June 12, 2005

Grave Digging

"Sometimes I just suck as a human being and sometimes I just plain suck at life but it keeps going and I just keep going right along with it." ~Me

Well now - I have been gone a long time, haven't I? People are starting to demand a post or my death certificate. I do apologize Ashley, I don't mean to leave my stalker out in the cold about my wheelings and dealings.

So here's where Dustin stands in life - the other day (Thursday night to be exact) I had one of the best sex sessions I've had in a long, long time. It felt good. I have also finished filling out my application and making my application video for Survivor. It is on it's way to California. Hopefully you will soon see me on TV. Won't that be nice.

Now to talk about less important things. I am still unhappily working at Perkins. I can now see why the General Manager committed suicide a few years back. That place is enough to drive people crazed. The ironic thing is that there are two people that work there that are clinically nuts, doctors excuse and all. Great, huh? Dustin has also recently started back to school. I was supposed to be taking Research Writing and Teaching Elements in Math but they dropped my math course so I picked up French instead. IUP does love to screw people over. Summer sessions are no joke. I am so bogged down with work, which is one huge reason why I've not posted. I have at;east 4 hours worth of homework every day. My English prof is a douche. She's worse than a fag in a mirrored fun house. She's so easily distracted by everything. She'll go off on tangents about gambling and getting drunk. As a matter of fact we do not have class Fridays so that she can go do these things. I can learn in her class.... the teaching style is too loose and structured. Je ne comprends pas. French, however, I'm excelling at, of course.

Anyway, between work and school and homework, I've not got much of a life. I don't do much now, not that I ever really have but I can't even if I wanted to, lol. I would however like to do a bit of traveling after summer school is over. And I have every intention on doing so.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am going to hold you to your intentions! It is quite difficult to stalk someone who isn't ever posting. I always want to call, but I forget about the time difference until like 10 here and then it's like 1am there and it sucks. So that is why I must stalk you over the internet. Besides, I miss you!
~ your favorite internet stalker, ashley~

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