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Feb. 5th, 2006 01:25 pm Another long chase

And yet I escaped AGAIN! I honestly don't know why the cops think they can catch me. I was an all-american at my high school in track. Ahh those were the good ol' days. Before they banned me for killing too many people.

In any event.. I'm back home. I missed the old place. Looks like a bunch of sewer rats had taken residence. So I killed them.

Hmm so what was the point of this? Absolutely nothing!

I wonder what the interviewer is doing.. I haven't heard from that guy in a while.

I heard BOD is trying to make a comic of me and interviewer but they can't find any worthy artists. That's a shame. As long as they pay me then I'll be happy!

I need more friends.. seriously, what the deuce.

Ok anyways, peace out my little potential corpses.

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Jan. 16th, 2006 05:10 pm BOD Corp

So they want me to advertise.. anyway necessary..

So here it is my little potential corpses.. the videos that made me oh so popular..


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Nov. 17th, 2005 10:23 am ....

Ok my little corpses.. I've been on the run for a while now.. sorry for the no posting.

I actually am hiding in an old shack right now.. the cops.. I suspect.. are still searching for me.

Oh I know.. I know what you're thinking "If you're in a shack.. how are you on the internet?"

Thankfully I'm a big fan of Matlock. I managed to make a useable computer out of a used paper clip, a wad of chewing gum, 3 staples, a sharpie, a shoelace, a toothpick, 3 4X4 pieces of cardboard, a magnet, and a foot of string. That and I made a satellite dish out of a peach cup and a thin piece of wire. So here I am.. hiding out till it all blows over.

Stupid coppers. Heh heh.

They'll never find me.

Oh crap what's that!? Sirens.

Gotta go.. they must have traced my homemade satellite.

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Current Music: Sirens

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Nov. 4th, 2005 04:11 pm No proof whatsoever

Ok.. so get this...

I'm being chased by the cops for murder!

Ok..I know.. doesn't seem like much of a surprise.

But listen.. just because you find someone standing over a dead body, covered in blood and holding a knife.. and said dead body has many knife wounds.. and they could easily match up the knife to the knife wounds and.. and.. just because the guy standing over said body is named the killer and its been well documented that he has in fact killed hundreds of people and then when the cops show up he runs like crazy.. all these facts do not necessarily mean that he killed said person!

Now.. I'm on the run because of these horrible generalizations.

In a completely unrelated side note.. my number of kills has gone up. Yay for me. ^__^

Well I better go.. I'm at the library writing this.. and I'm getting really strange looks..

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Nov. 3rd, 2005 06:04 pm

You're Ash, baby.
Gimme some sugar baby.

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I have never been more happy then I am right now.

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Current Music: Killers - Mr. Brightside

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Nov. 2nd, 2005 05:21 pm Hello all my little potential corpses

This is my first post in my new livejournal.

I honestly considered making a "dead"journal because it seems to fit me just a little bit more. Then I thought.. wow wouldn't it be a funny contradiction for me to have a LIVEjournal, when i obviously have no regard for human life whatsoever.

I like funny contradictions.

So in the end, funny contradictions won out. I mean come on.. I don't wanna be TOOOOOOOO morbid.

Just mostly morbid.

Don't wanna scare the me... I mean ladies off after all.

Wow I've really got the munchies.

So what is the point of this? Am I supposed to just.. you know.. recount my day or something? This makes me curious. Hold on for a moment.

Journal: A personal record of occurrences, experiences, and reflections kept on a regular basis; a diary.

Ok.. personal record.. this is curious.. diary.. I will look up this word. Just another moment my little corpses.

Diary: A daily record, especially a personal record of events, experiences, and observations; a journal.

Very interesting. This is even more curious.. journal.. I need to look up this word.. hold on.

Journal: A personal record of occurrences, experiences, and reflections kept on a regular basis; a diary.

Wait a second.. am I going in circles?

In any event.. what is personal about this thing? OH! I got an idea.. I'll look up personal!!!

Personal: Of or relating to a particular person; private.

AH-HA!! That's what I was looking for.. private.

Private: Secluded from the sight, presence, or intrusion of others.

Wow this is fun.

So wait.. isn't livejournal itself a funny contradiction?

I like funny contradictions.

This is why I will use livejournal.

A killer using livejournal = contradiction.

A livejournal where everyone reads your "journal" = contradiction.

Contradiction: Inconsistency; discrepancy.

That's not a good definition.. but oh well.

I like contradictions.


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