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name - jch

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9/2/2003 8:16:26 PM

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didn't we already have this moore discussion? james, call me.



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name - r

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9/2/2003 6:29:24 PM

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"Moore makes the mind swim with the atrocities and poignancies on display. 'Bowling for Columbine' should be mandatory viewing."



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name - chris

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9/2/2003 6:02:22 PM

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james, call me



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152

name - amber agiulara

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8/31/2003 1:49:34 PM

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sounds like one flew over the colby's nest. fucking nutbag. james and I, gettin' laid by the sun, caressed by the sand and eaten by the water. we are contemplating joining the prestiges mile high club at america west on the way home. until then paying our dues in movie theatre bathrooms will have to do.



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name - wedding blues (reds)

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8/31/2003 1:42:59 PM

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would only happen to me: wedding night, big purple dress, amber gets her period. you take it from there.



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name - colbyh@microosooft.c

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8/30/2003 10:33:54 PM

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http://www.cwrl.utexas.edu/~edbauer/cgi-bin/weblog.html

i never heard of this bands. but colby remember one time chris did mention this band called might mouse. it here on site

http://www.cwrl.utexas.edu/~edbauer/cgi-bin/weblog.html



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name - colbyh@microsooft.co

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8/30/2003 10:31:35 PM

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i will. good news! and thanks. that's great. thanks you for wrldmrine. and thanks you also for being my good friend who i love.

love is good.



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148

name - chris

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8/30/2003 3:32:27 PM

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this was called this on purpose. if you notice when you create a new page, the Untitled Document is capitalized. mine is not. enjoy!





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147

name - colbyh

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8/30/2003 11:03:41 AM

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chris, name of web page still untitled. why not don't you name it for something? thanks to give you help with html if that you require it. i would love it to help you out. i love.



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146

name - colbyh

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8/29/2003 10:31:10 PM

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i'm tired. just in from house of friend. in there i ate beer and some stuff before at place called restaurant. it had food there and i ate the food too. i love eat. now i am home with myself and there is no one else otherwise here being with me. i would not be wanting to be believing it myself. but it's so true. do you like ninjas?



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name - spillane

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8/28/2003 10:55:34 PM

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colby, that is so last year, but don't you worry about it... oh, have you heard of the band Coldplay?


[mock the original poster to the blog ("Nice writing, geek!")

Use inside info you may have on the blog owner to intentionally embarrass him/her ("Oh right, like the time you accidentally made in your pants?")

Act like you're better than everyone else

Pretend like you're someone else]







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name - colbra

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8/28/2003 11:11:19 AM

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you could learn a thing or two about your own blog:

http://www.cwrl.utexas.edu/~edbauer/cgi-bin/weblog.html



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143

name - spillane

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8/28/2003 10:00:41 AM

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chris, the mail service is top notch, i am down here in san diego showing it off to the computer retards. amber now wants an account. can you set her up. amber@wrldmrine.com, (amber here, I was leaning more towards "amberthecorpratenipplebehindwrldmrine" but james frowned upon usage) (james here) give her the e-mail amber@wrldmrine, you can call me with the password. love you dear, brush your teeth, i will be down here surfing.



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name - spillane

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8/27/2003 7:01:46 AM

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We are moving with constant updates. It is sharp, and good looking, and crisp, so sharp and good-looking one might want to stab oneself. wrldmrine, go ahead I dare you.
P.S. I am heading out to San Diego, mars is pretty damn close to earth. Since I am flying, I am a little worried about the gravitational effects. I am also worried about this big airline court case I recently seen on TV, involving airbus and American airlines. You see, apparently an airbus (what ever) was taking off in Japan, and its entire tail just ripped off. Now how the hell does that happen? Airbus argued it was pilot error; American airlines argued it was airbus' shit poor composite design tail. In the end it was ruled pilot error, and American airlines fault. Well if that is so, then how come 50 American airline pilots refuse to fly that model plane? Makes you wonder, are these things safe? I mean they seem to be dropping right out of the sky; North America is littered with airline wreckage.

P.S.S. you see, I figured if I wrote about this stuff, it probably wouldn't happen, but what if this is one of those rare events, where one predicts the out come, and people come from miles to marvel at the prediction. In that case I would still be dead, I would be like Abe Lincoln dreaming about his assassination. Why can’t this feeling happen with lotto tickets, or poker hands? plus, I am now thinking of interstate-5 or as amber would say, “the I-5” women, I tell ya.

you



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141

name - jch

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8/26/2003 10:22:46 AM

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that's just too damned bad... maybe in september the.



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name - spillane

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8/26/2003 9:49:01 AM

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Wedding reception [my version]

Amber gets drunk and picks a fight with her sister (not the one being married), who is actually a bitch and deserves to get her ass kicked. Her sister will later sue her for a ridiculous amount of money. Amber gets drunk, begins smoking, and drops the cigarette on her dress burning holes in the lace. Amber gets drunk and begins to turn on me. She will start in about money, and jobs and then finalize her argument by envisioning my arm as a Fillet Minot as she begins to chomp away with her crooked teeth. Amber was bred in the hostile proving grounds of the Kiker family. Think Beirut, think Charles Bukowski… think WAR ALL THE TIME.




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139

name - colby

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8/26/2003 12:12:28 AM

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isn't ashton kuchter just to die for?



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138

name - ak and gender shimmy

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8/26/2003 12:06:11 AM

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thank god for hennessy and hooch! i love james. tuna tastes better with pickles. my barber gave me a bad haircut. I don't believe in god. my mom watches "crossing over" and "Beyond" and says I am going to pergatory until I believe. I say "you are my pergatory" as I crunch into a zesty dill. My mom watches Tv all day. Today we watched an afterschool special about a girl coming of age and realizing she is a lesbian. then we turn the channel and it is about sex toys. Taking note of the running theme I ask my mom if she's ever made it with a vibrator. she slapped me with the remote control. I dropped the subject. james is going to castle tomorrow to by some pink fluffy handcuffs for my sister....now how did that happen?My little brother asked me about porno web sites. I was relieved by his interest and told him about a few good ones. Next he asked me if they had websites with pictures of men. Once again I am perturbed. He does pick out a wonderful shoe though.



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name - amber

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8/25/2003 11:54:28 PM

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My sister is tying the knot. Jamie will be going to a strip club with her fiance and his eight iraqi brothers whilst I am busy getting margarita pedicures and fanning about in my bridesmaids dress. (i look like a doll) next thing you know we'll both be tripping over eachothers toes at the reception and then it could go either way: James gets all drunk-gooey sentimental at the wedding and talks about having babies and buying curtains OR Jamie starts getting nostalgic and churning up memories of weddings past with a waning meloncholy that only he understands or gives a shit about.
Either way the outlook is grim.
I think I'll have another margarita.



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136

name - spillane

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8/25/2003 2:02:12 PM

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we are heading to san diego



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135

name - jch

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8/25/2003 1:32:44 PM

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I will be off aug. 30, 31, sept. 1, 2. we should hook up.



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name - spillane

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8/25/2003 9:32:50 AM

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don't do that chris, because then amber will start using emoticons, that is how it starts, wanting to expres yourself, next thing your know, the're are running around like colby wearing rainbow teeshirts



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133

name - chris

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8/25/2003 8:12:35 AM

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that technology has not yet been invented.



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132

name - amber bunny

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8/24/2003 11:36:11 PM

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seen! damnit i almost made it without a mistake. hey chris you really need to make the guest book so you can set up your stuff like say for example I wanted to stop here....................and then hit the enter button and move to a new paragraph....or what if I wanted to make it a bulletted format. I cant. I hate that. the perfect one was the grey wrldmrine room.....make that happen. I can put in so much more expression that way. because I am great and full of expressioniatical thingies.



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name - a bunny's eye view

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8/24/2003 11:32:39 PM

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I am starting to get the feeling people aren't taking me quite as seriously as I think they should. For example: the other day when some friends of mine were smoking cigars and talking about a bear in a market called Nasdaq, I jumped in to ask if anyone got hurt! Well, they all made fun of me. But I was totally serious! Just because they're stockbrokers doesnt mean Im some dumb blondeplayboy bunny who doesn't know about bears and bulls! But it did get me to thinking. Thinking about my career and where its going. I mean, in a few years I wont have these ravishing good looks that surpass any lack of a highschool diploma. Like I was telling this asshole that pinched my ass the other day...I may be dumb and gorgeous but your dumb and ugly, and I can marry rich. But sadly I have yet to find a man flaunting a proposal and money (at least, not one that wasn't sticking it into my pantyline). I am twenty five years old now and must embark on a "challenging and rewarding career" (that does not involve dental assisting eww! or hotel management). I thought about calling that number from the ITT Tech commercial, but I am not so sure what "ITT" really means. Oh well, I guess its back to the grindstone again, Im wanted out on the floor....has anybody scene my bunny ears?



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