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July 18, 2004

   Over the past few days, people have asked me to update the site, and let me tell you: Quit your fucking bitching.  I'll update the site when I want to motherfucker.  So, I felt like updating today.  I saw "Fahrenheit 9/11" today.  Damn that was awesome.  My sister got a digital camera with a USB cable for her birthday, so I'll be using that to post some pictures of my various travels around the world (or Stockton.  I hate this place).  Eventually, I will add a new part to my site called "Ask Donald" or something like that, where you can ask me something that concerns you (weight problems, low self-esteem, etc.) and I will respond giving the best advice I can.  Now, I may not be a psychiatrist or psychologist or whatever, but I have given advice that actually helped people, so I suppose that makes me somewhat an expert.  So, when you're done reading this last sentence, you should sign the guestbook (if you haven't yet), read some articles, ask/write me something (because I'm seriously fucking bored), eat, watch "Along Came Polly", listen to music, or whatever.

July 5, 2004

   I'm back after a few weeks.  Do you wonder why I didn't update my site for a long time?  Well, I don't want to waste my fucking summer updating my site so you can sit around and get your jollies off of the pictures I post/link to on here, that's why.  I'm updating now because I have nothing to do while I wait for my laundry to finish.  I am a full-fledged hardcore rocker.  Go do something else besides reading this, because it kind of goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and you must be pretty damn fucking bored.  Leave.  I'll post something new when I want to.  Now.  Go away.  I'll call you when I update.  Not. Just  go.