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  <title>craig</title>
  <subtitle>smoke weed everyday</subtitle>
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    <name>Craig</name>
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    <title>whoa live journal still exists....</title>
    <published>2006-12-31T20:58:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-31T20:58:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bigger whoa... people are still writing in their livejournals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biggest whoa... people are reading them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:craigariah:60090</id>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2005-03-14T18:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T02:54:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-15T02:54:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im feeling blue, with no one to talk to.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:craigariah:59735</id>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2004-09-05T11:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T18:56:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i smoked on the golf coarse last night, and then laid in the grass and stared at stars. then i had to promote at chain. that sucked, then massive bowls. viva la c-los. keep it real bitches. craig.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:craigariah:59621</id>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2004-05-21T11:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-21T18:59:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-21T18:59:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">does anyone have a van that they want to trade me for my 98 PLYMOUTH NEON.... EXPRESSO MOTHER FUCKERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna live in a van by the fucking beach. someone hook it, craig needs a place to sleep. AAHAHAHAH!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:craigariah:59313</id>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2004-05-13T12:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T19:42:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T19:42:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Craigariah Info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date created: 2001-11-01 18:08:02 &lt;br /&gt;Journal entries: 228 &lt;br /&gt;Comments: Posted: 1,467 - Received: 1,369 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im an old school mother fucker!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:craigariah:59079</id>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2004-05-13T12:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T19:19:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T19:19:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lets see last night. LAST NIGHT LAST NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was one of the best night i have had in a long time. the whole day was bomb. it started with some smokage of the ex's weed (its chill cause were friends... sorta). david was gonna hit it, more power too him, but he was waiting for the right time then she bailed. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from there we went to the lovely yes i said lovely nicoles house, her mom was asleep when we walked in and when we walked out we scared the fuck out of her, nicoles mom is pretty chill btw. but from there we went to rays. shervin and shwed were there. met shwed for the first time. we were bored with an m-80. so we decided to go to the good ol college here in long beach, and fuck with teh bitches in the dorms. we find a perfect chick... studying for fucks sake. shervin yells "comin-hi-yaaaa" or some shit, with his pink robbers beanine, then tried to much the screen out and throw the lit m-80 in her room. the screen wouldnt bust and he punched it a few times and just tore the fuck out of his hand, and he ran away but held on to the m-80 almost blowing off his hands and we took off, david was in front. im haulin my hippie ass in my sandles to the car we get in a few people tried stopping us, but no one could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to nicoles house. chilled with iain and adam, fuck adam is HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got REJECTED and cried myself to sleep (not too serious, but this is livejournal man, this is what you are supposed to type about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;increase the peace</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2004-05-12T17:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T00:12:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T00:12:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">thought i was going to see a car crash today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im chillin on the roof of davidge's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES DAVID FROM THE PRISONERS DILEMMA, YES THAT MAKES ME COOLER THAN YOU ~ The Lovely Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so were smoking some bowl's and all of a sudden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SCREEEEEEEEEECH*&lt;br /&gt;*BOOOOOOOMB*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we run to the edge of the building and look over and we dont see anything.&lt;br /&gt;i think we were all just TRIPPIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i felt like the people DANE COOK talks about in his stand up comedy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I was standing in my kitchen. I was washing a dish and i heard it. So I came outside. Fuck my shoes, i just ran outside"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have seen it then you know what im talking about. iain called that shit out as i was. word. well off to smoke more bowls. call up davids phone if it isnt to late BIATCHS.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2004-05-12T12:32:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-12T19:36:54Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so im chillen in LB. tried out for a band here. pretty sure i got that shit. but damn was i rusty. i hadnt picked up a guitar for weeks. you can listen to them here (www.purevolume.com/aheartwellending). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that i have been drinking beers and smokin bowls with david gibbs. hanging out with david has been really good. im gaining alotta good qualities that he has. like patience and tolerance. and just shutting my fucking mouth sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is great in some aspects, and shitty in most. but fuck it at least i have the shread of greatness to my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word to the wise. long beach girls are sooooooo hot. lord almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;SMOKE A BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWL&lt;br /&gt;(if you know it, you better fucking chant that shit!)&lt;br /&gt;(RIGHT NOW - 1, 2, 3 GO!!!)</content>
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    <title>free your mind</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T20:55:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T20:55:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">playlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brazil - a hostage and the meaning of life&lt;br /&gt;rage against the machine - self titled / evil empire&lt;br /&gt;the prisoners dilemma - handshakes. hello and goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;311 - grassroots / soundsystem&lt;br /&gt;alkaline trio - new BYO split / into infirmity&lt;br /&gt;silverchair - diorama&lt;br /&gt;coheed and cambria / both albums. mainly nwe.&lt;br /&gt;metalica - master of puppets&lt;br /&gt;earn your keep - latest album&lt;br /&gt;odd project - past 3 demos</content>
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    <title>and now you do what they tell ya</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T11:58:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T20:56:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so the dating thung didnt last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my lease is up, and im looking for places to stay. i want to rent a room from a family. that way rent is cheaper, and i can afford to put myself thru school again. if anyone can help that would be super, being stranded would suck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aim: dude its craig&lt;br /&gt;email: thedaybreak agency@verizon.net&lt;br /&gt;phone: 909.591.7517&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah the cell phone is turned off, im in debt, another nice reason to be able to pay cheap cheap rent and live with a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get life straight and productive again. breakthru entertainment wants to merge agencies, that will be full time work and great pay, but my last show got canceled cause bands sucks and talk shit they dont back up. i still have a few more shows this month tho, thats always good. im starting to get worried about my life, and thats not something im prone to doing... im getting paranoid about where ill be by the end of next month, and im wanting to do the best in life. i want to go back to school, and  change my major to psych. anyone who knows me knows that i love talking to people. and es[ecially since it helped me so much, plus im really into knowing about sociology and the way people are. the human brain fascinates me! i hate that i have such an intelectual side, but im a terrible speller. now engenious is someone who cant spell gud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did shrooms the other day, it was awesome... it was nothign like DXM, it was lighter. alot of fun. very visual. i explored depths of my mind that i hadnt even known existed, for instance... i heard music playing backed with symphonies. i didnt recognize the song, and i realize i controlled how the song would play. so i was writing the music as it was playing on pure instinct, making it the most expressive melody of passion! it was great. i loved every second. i sat in a dark room for most of the day. it was great great great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i camt imagine living the rest of my life without drugs... mind you none of them are too harsh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learned so much about myself high then i ever did sober. i gave myself time by taking drugs to explore every reigon of my mind. and my heart. i figured out what kind of person that i wanted to be for the lest of my life. you should know that was far from what i was at the time... so i changed alot. apearance, attitude, ROAD RAGE. everything,. i just found a nirvana within myself that is stimulated by weed and such. i think i want to start writing in this everyday... i really love the expression on emotions. reflection is like concluding the acts that make your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just took some vikadin, or however you spelt it... im not too sure how thats gonna be. took 3 pills. sounds like a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching hook, and i must say, it is an awesome movie, i have forgotten how great that fuckin movie is... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mannnn.. my music intake has like trippled. i have gone back to the music i listened to in gradeschool, at the fabulous Doris Dickson... HEYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rage is awesome. i love what thet stand for, so may bands are out to express a fashion or trend or pop culter. band like rage and 311 and Rx Bandits... all such passionate musicians, that bring a unified plea for peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard to love people. or to spead any form of love period. life is too short for any such negativity that would ginder hapiness to the slightest degree. if everyone treated people they wanted to be treated the world would be at peace within itself. either that or if we ended this popularity contest within the world. the US is so worried about keeping this almost parenting rep to the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;america was in the shitter as soon is it started. my opinions are further changing, one of my best qualities is im always down for learning new fact and new infomation, in other words open to the way others feel, because i dont always know whats right, but i do know one thing... im going to find out. so now i shall continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so america to me, is a whiny 18 year old, who bitches about having to check in with their patents. and earn your keep. but you know what they say... mother knows best. it upsets me cause i see our for fathers as rebelious teenages who are making stupid choices trying to liberate themselves from their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wamted to be free. but how free are we? we were sick of paying taxes... but being a califonian alone makes me one of the highest taxpayers in the world. we wanted the righjt to bear arms... america has the worst crime rater. ever. i mean for crying out loud other countried think we are the devil. we out murder europeans, 10 to 1. maying having guns legal isnt what would be best for our country. so many people lose mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters... over simple rivalries, exaggurated with gunfire... and to establish democracy. HAHAHAHAHAHA. democracy??? the poilical world that we live in is so tarnished and so shady that i honestly dont think our votes matter. altho yes we dont have a king or queen, we still have an oligrachy that is the pupetmaster of the political party in play of the white house! what is a president. a moldable, feelble man, who is spken for. do i think president bushs ideals are expressed in out nation. no i dont, and that god for that, i believe the small group of republicans running the show  can do a better job than the sputtering illiterate president we have today. damn redneck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think america would have been a better country if we would have kept what england had established for us. i mean, parliment further represents and supports their perople than our senate or house of republic. i cant remember off had exactly who is representing me in the senate and house of reps. i know about barbra boxer and diane finestein.i dont know who speaks for me. thats terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know about you, i dont want to be spken for. we need to take our country back! how can we categorize all of our feelings and emotions of politics into 2 maing parties anyway. and who says i want to be affiliated with a party. why cant i be an american instead of a republican or something like that. life is too complicated to stay faithful to one party and one alone. im registered to the green party, but there are things i hate about the green party. theres things i support about the republican and democratic. even the word bipartisan cant fully expess my political desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also. something that bothers me. music is the most beautiful apect of life. its the reason i live. i could never constrain myself to one genre. amd im calling to UNITE THE MUSIC INDUSTRY. more so the hardcore scene than anything else. frainkly its the only scene i know well. this msuci is being writen for the one reason to spead violence. to flail ones arms and legs in the atempt to damage anything thing or any person. how is that positive. hardcore people talk so much shit on each other, the bros talk shit on the fashion kids, the dashion kids talk shit on the shakahs and the shakahs talk shit on the edge kids and the edge kids talk shit on the posi kids. the only people trying to make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people need to come totgether. unite one another thru the raddest for of expression of pure, raw emotions and ideals and opinions. and dont forget love. were all the same, some people just have different influences, and life is too short to contrain youself to anything. weather its music that you find as 'trendy' or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even with fashion. i want to be able to wear tight pants, baggy pants, tight shirts, baggy shirts, bro hats and sandles or bandannas. whatever. i cant hold myelf down... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking about starting a forum for political debate... what do you guys think about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or start a club, of people who want to spread the love and increase the peace... what should we call it. and tap tap president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the world as you want it to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, AND STOP LITTERING PEOPLE! and yeah im a hippie i dont give a shit!!!</content>
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    <title>the time has come...</title>
    <published>2004-03-16T06:45:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-16T06:45:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for craig to settle down and date again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girlfriends name is Britanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2004-02-14T16:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-15T00:53:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-15T00:53:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">god damn i cant remember the last time i posted in this mf. i really need to get rid of all the odd project shit. i dont even talkto those guys anymore. talk about clinging on to drama. some people just dont know how to let shit go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im in norcal for a few weeks, while all the bands are recording for the Oingo Boingo tribute album im putting out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some bands are: finch, rx bandits, zebrahead, the matches, over it, the stereo, the aquabats, plain white t's... to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have had this damn livejournal for so fucking long, i dont think people even read it, i think i should just delete it. hah.</content>
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    <title>me david and mary jane</title>
    <published>2004-01-04T11:04:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-04T11:04:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">david is over with his friend sammy and we are lit and playing smackdown and watching porn and eating del taco and laughing. i was laughing really hard at the del taco, and they looked at me funny, and said lets go. my feelings were kinda hurt, but it was okay, cause we had chicken soft tacos. im not serious, but isnt that how you are supposed to write here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she rejected me and im a big emo fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;livejournal is hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im rittercore.&lt;br /&gt;*does hand motions*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda like sparkle motion in donnie darko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-11-26T03:31:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-26T11:42:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-26T11:42:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why is it. everytime i start liking a girl. im overwhelmed with a fear that my heart will be broken. either the girl will losr ntrest. or becme fickle. why even love at all? i just hope it all works out for once.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-10-04T23:21:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-05T09:21:48Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-05T09:21:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i dont know why i let myself like her. &lt;br /&gt;piece of me died tonight.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-10-02T20:25:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-03T06:27:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-03T06:27:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">major steps with rhi tonight.&lt;br /&gt;havnt been so happy in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-10-01T18:44:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-02T04:47:55Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-02T04:47:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">saw rhi today at work. we held hands. were hanging out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got odd project long awaited record contract yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;its a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band practice tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;as well as the strip joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck chino.&lt;br /&gt;huntington is the shizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont fuck matt and bry and jay.&lt;br /&gt;but the rest of you can go fuck yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and dont fuck greg.&lt;br /&gt;but the rest of you fuckers can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scott is playing old mc donald on the key board.&lt;br /&gt;i cant not laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the little nigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im gonna duel it!"&lt;br /&gt;~Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes dueling old mcdonald now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it here.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-09-28T15:47:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-28T22:43:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-28T22:43:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have seen donnie darko a million times, and i first saw it a long time ago thanks to my radical ex jolly. and everytime i see it i get differnet ideas. its the topic of covorsation today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: hes saying that&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: the whole movie&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: is a dream&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: and frank is god&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: and donnie dies that day&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: but everyone has the dream&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: and is touched in a different way&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: and are different messages&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: to each person&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: that are from god&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: to the people&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: thru donnie&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: i could see frank being god in some way or another and how he touched people in different ways.. but the whole storyline is based around him not being in his room when that plane engine hit his room, the fact that he DIDNT die&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: i think its eveolved around him nt wanting to die alone&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: he chose to die with his family and his love with him&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: but he didnt die with his love with him&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: no, but he experianced the love&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: before he didnt even have that&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: yeah i know but if the story is based around him not wanting to die alone, then the fact is he didnt die with his love&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: but the dream makes sense in the only aspect that WE DONT KNOW HOW HE GOT BACK IN THE PORTAL&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: true&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: but i was thinkin about it&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: what if he woke up&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: but it cuts to him laughing&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: not awakening&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: and the portal was a tornado type thing when he was looking at it right&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: then im thinking he drove up to the edge of that cliff right&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: so he could be there when it came&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: and it probably brought him into it when it came to him&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: dont you think they would be specific about it&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: we watched it again last night&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: are they specific about anything in that movie?&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: lol&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: they arent thats why i like it&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: cause you can have so many opinions about it&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: true&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: but think about it&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: when they cut back to that scene&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: hes wearing the light blue shirt&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: that he was wearing THAT NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: when hed got sucked into the portal&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: what night?&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: the first night when the engine first hit?&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: the night the engine hit his room&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: yeah&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: hes back in those clothes&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: yeah thats weird&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: what does that mean&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: that maybe it was a dream&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: ?&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: and everyone had the same dream&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: on the sequence of everyone waking up&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: maybe it was a dream for him but it doesnt make much sense that everyone would have the same dream&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: may be the link to the mom and the girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: i think it could have just all occured in his head, like he saw the future before it happened&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: in his dream&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: and then chose to stay in his room&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: so then why all the talk about time travel?&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: because in his dream it was real to him&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: and he started seeing that if he could go back he would&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: so the time travel justified what, if it was dream?&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: and when he realized it was a dream, he was happy that he had the chance to stay&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: thats why he was laughing in his bed&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: im just throwin out ideas&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: and the end of the world, was the end of his world&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: me too&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: oh yea i already got that&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: when the jackal tells him when the world is gonna end you think its the entire world but you find out at the end that its just donnies world&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: but like patricks swazees role. he is crying in bed&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: why?&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: unless he had a dream that donnie did that to him&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: i thought it was for revenge&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: maybe he used time travel for portals&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: and took the portal at the movie theatre to his house and burnt it&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: oh yea thats true&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: sorry i got a call&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: dont wory about it&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: but it showed him walking out of the theater&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: to go burn down the guys house&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: ah yes&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: maybe the portals just for imagery?&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: im not sure cause theres 2 types of portals in the movie&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: theres the one like at the movies and at the end &lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: and theres the ones that come out of peoples chests&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: yeah&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: that was for like direction&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: guidance almost for both kinda\&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: kinds&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: well the spears showed the future of the set path of a person&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE:  yeah&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: im not sure what the significance was of those though, besides them leading him to the gun&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: yeah&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: wich he killed frank&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: ya&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: why do you think frank was speaking to him tho&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: when&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: all the time&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: before he killed frank in real life&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: cause it was frank from the future&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: but whats his reasoning of helping donnie&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: and how is he from the future&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: he dies&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: hes from the future cause his eye is already shot&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: in the movies&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: thats how you know&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: but im not sure why he was there&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: maybe he was just a hallucination from the pills&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: or how cause when he was shot in the eye. he died&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: maybe&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: yea i know he died but he wasnt alive when he came to see donnie, he was just in donnies head&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: cause he would dissapear &lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: and appear out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: maybe a GHOST&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: heyy maybe&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: a ghost from the future&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: yeah&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: seeking redemption from what he did?&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: damn this movies like a freakin riddle&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: i know&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: like he accidentally killed donnies love, so he came back to help donnie get revenge on the people he hated&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: there's like 4 storylines in one in this movie&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: hahha&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: i love it&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: as do i&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: but i still dont understand in the end&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: OH OH OH OH&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: with how he got in the portal?&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: i got it&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: haha&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: i understand frank&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: tell me&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: franks ghost came back to seek redemption for what he did, and to show him the future so that way, he would have the chance to live, and not kill donnies love, but instead donnie would have to sacrifice himself&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: so he saved franks life\&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: thats why it was frank who was helping him&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: so that way frank would have a chance to live and not kill donnies love?&lt;br /&gt;PIRATE pXc CORE: yes&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: i gotcha&lt;br /&gt;Scotty444: yea i think youre right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you think?</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-09-27T10:17:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-27T20:21:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-27T20:21:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">got a show today.&lt;br /&gt;i miss life on the road.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to sign the first thing and get a cd out and get back out in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;southern california cant contain me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know why i post in this shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have had it for far too long.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i wanna turn it off.&lt;br /&gt;not like people care if i did or didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a party last night. met rhi. she is seriously THEE cutest girl i have ever seen. she got shit faced.  i took care of her. she threw up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had huge exes on my hands. cause i was that nights designated driver. so everyone cam up asking me to take them home. made a shit load of gas money. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like her alot.&lt;br /&gt;hey lauren. fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. just kidding. i dont think you read this anyway.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-09-25T14:15:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-26T00:20:33Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-26T00:20:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">shit kinda stressfull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the shgow on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;the music video the following sunday.&lt;br /&gt;headlining the chain on the 19th.&lt;br /&gt;needing to get the press kits done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with jenni dew nights ago. thinking about calling her up. even tho all girls are fucking lame. and the cool ones are ugly. eh. im over it. katie duped greg for reasons ill never know. bitches are just stupid sometimes i swear. all the times. cept christian chicks, they are rad, but they have too many damn rules. i hate rules. im over it.&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ya nathan. im trying to get up there to see you.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-09-24T13:31:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-24T23:33:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-24T23:33:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">life isnt the same when im not on tour. i cant believed i waited so long for her. whoooo. love makes people do some wierd shit no? anyway. i just dont fucking care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inster emo lyrics here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, go fuck yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE A BUCH OF COCK SUCKERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments = 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet ass sweet.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-09-10T16:23:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-11T01:33:21Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-11T01:33:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">black lines where your eyes used to shine. cross our hearts, we're sippin' shots of cyanide. kiss my lips and taste this sweet suicide. we sleep with the enemy and kill what we love. cursed with the gift of beauty. you weild it like its... a loaded gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the fact that anygirl that i like doesnt like me, yet there are a ton that i dont want on my heels. its fucked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets burn our bridges before they're built. never say "i love you" till blood is spilt.&lt;br /&gt;choke on my name... as you whisper. can you taste the blood on your lips as the syllables slit your throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe shell she what she lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with these broken windows and these tear stained lies i wont be sleeping alone tonight.&lt;br /&gt;but we tried... we tried so hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so explain this time with the barrel of a gun down your fucking throat.&lt;br /&gt;i said i loved you, but now you make me choke on my words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its done.&lt;br /&gt;engage heartbreak.</content>
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    <title>AmongShadows</title>
    <published>2003-09-09T19:01:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-09T19:01:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I luv Del Taco...haha # 1 nukka...RAD! you know your my #1 nukka haha...and dude it's Amongshadows ....no U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i dont spell, and what? im just apid to look good.</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-09-09T00:30:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-09T09:40:41Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-09T09:40:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">went on a bike ride with scott to del taco it was like freakin 4 miles. got my mind off things. hes a really good friend. grasias scott. hes letting me practically live with him to. fuck i need stability. i need something. cause this shit is getting old. if you want me act like it. girls are clueless. my number one nukka got a journal check him out hes AMOUNGSHADOWS. fah reals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you weild it like its a loaded gun. - matt lamb</content>
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    <title>craigariah @ 2003-09-08T19:20:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-09T04:40:16Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-09T04:40:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel so empty. you think you know someone, and it turns out they are sompleatly differnet than you ever loved. almost decieving. all i ask for is honesty. im that hard of a person to be honest with. scott told me today im the easiest person to talk to, cause i dont get butt hurt. im over it. just hurts a tad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a girl. she likes contra. i like contra. we played. i think she may like me. or at least i hope she does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel pretty shitty.&lt;br /&gt;i find out new things everyday thats breaks me even more.&lt;br /&gt;best part is she doesnt care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have bad luck with girls.&lt;br /&gt;shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesus bless me with contra girl.</content>
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