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  4/25/2006 - What I Did Over Spring Break

-Kicked ass in Kingdom Hearts 2 (which kicks ass)
-Disliked Scary Movie 4
-Totally enjoyed Chicken Little
-Only got ot see half of Fantastic 4 before the DVD player died
-Worried about college, and subsequently did not worry about college.
-Enjoyed hotel spectravision.
-Did not enjoy crappy hotel air conditioning
-Realized that perhaps the most southern in ideals area of the United States could be in Pennsylvania
-Made sausage
-Slept until 5 PM, like, every day
-Got frappuccinos from "the easter bunny"
-"LEGITIMATLEY OBTAINED" every Cowboy Bebop song ever
-Realized maybe bottled water isn't so bad
-Generally enjoyed myself
-Deleted my MySpace (and never felt better)
-Totally forgot about the project I have due today.

Well, I guess I didn't forget about it entirely. I made an LJ post saying I feel like i'm forgetting something huge, and that was it. Oh well!


//Greg::9:55 PM EST\ #

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hobbies: Drawing, playing videogames and other crap.
movies: Clerks. Office Space. Young Frankenstein and anything Mel Brooks.
books: The Count of Monte Cristo.
dislikes: The human need for sleep.


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alias: Greg the Paladin, God-Emporer
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hobbies: Writing, Kevin Smith movies, games, and the intarweb homework.
movies: Lots of 'em. List is under revision. Anything Kevin Smith, and anything Tarentino.
books: Anything by William Gibson, Farewell to Arms, Catcher in the Rye.
dislikes: The RIAA, MPAA, FCC, and other acronyms.



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