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I'm 27 years old. I believe in taking care of myself and a balanced diet and rigorous exercise routine. In the morning if my face is a little puffy I'll put on an ice pack while doing stomach crunches. I can do 1000 now. After I remove the ice pack I use a deep pore cleanser lotion. In the shower I use a water activated gel cleanser, then a honey almond body scrub, and on the face an exfoliating gel scrub. Then I apply an herb-mint facial mask which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an after shave lotion with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older. Then moisturizer, then an anti-aging eye balm followed by a final moisturizing protective lotion.

~Patrick Bateman, American Psycho

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I left my facial lotion at home. I shot it with my airsoft p90 (because I was testing out the laser sights) and I hit the cap dead on.

I forgot to grab the bottle and throw it in my carry-on.

I need to vacuum the house. (I like vacuuming)

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I might have stated this before...

or maybe not...

but after about the third or fourth beer, I'm pretty much useless at the poker table...

so if you want me to lose, it's a safer bet to get a few drinks into me than it is to let me not drink.

because, pretty much, I'm not going to make nearly as many mistakes if I reach total consciousness.

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ozone is poisonous and is only good for blocking out uv rays.

it's not something you want to breath.

there is a guy running around the philippines with my name...

I'm pretty sure he didn't steal it (or my identity) but it's pretty weird...

I think it's a little weird when someone else in the room shares just my first name, let alone my first and last name...

I think there are a few more guys that also have my name.

I'm not saying that I have exclusive rights to it (my name), but I guess since I have not done anything of any significance as of late, I shouldn't expect to find myself when I google myself.

it is the one thing that I share most readily with people... it probably the one thing I own that other people use more than me.

go figure.

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I've found some limits...

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I can't sit around talking about art all day. I just can't. I can look at it all day... and mostly internalize what it is I see, but it's just not something I can explain to you, because, to me, viewing art should be something that evokes emotion...There is a lot of symbolism in art, which leads me to believe that it is for more educated people.

fine.

but even those people have to be told what it is they are looking at...

before they were told, they were just like everyone else who didn't know that a puppy means an innocent yet excited devotee, or that a mirror represents God's all-seeing eye...

in any case, although the artist had a specific motive for creating, it does not mean that a personal interpretation is in any way incorrect... just different.

beauty is in the eye of the beholder. if everyone agreed about everything, then what would be the point?

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I can listen to music all day.

actually I do, but a lot of the time, it is just whatever is in my head. If I had spent more time practicing and paid more attention to my musical theory, then I probably would be able to better transpose that which is in my head to something a little more solid... and repeatable.

but there is always a beat.

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I cannot just watch tv all day.

there are days in which I have, but there is almost something else going on at the same time. so that basically means that I'm not just watching tv, but doing something else.

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I've never attempted to eat more than a quart of ice cream in one sitting. one sitting usually meaning less than 15 minutes. I can usually pound a quart in less than 10, but 15 is a good number up to which I can round.

I'm not sure if I could eat more than a quart. but I guess you never know until you try.

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I found a third person with whom I share a birthday. you'd think it's not that big a deal, but the first time I met someone that shared my birthday was when I was a freshman in college.

but you know what? I think I'm just a little crazy.

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by the way, did I tell you that I found someone with my name running around the phillippines?

I think I'm almost to two full months without taking out my contact lenses...

I think it's about time to change them soon... they aren't bothering me yet, but I am beginning to notice them, which I never did before...

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maybe, perhaps, they are longing for attention, which I have selfishly kept for myself. Maybe it's jealousy because I talk a great deal more than I actually use my eyes. Maybe they are getting paid off by the doctor who prescribed them to me, so that they can bring in others like themselves so they can build up a power base and move into other territories, like the ears or nose...

little do they know, that I am an open shop. I'm not a big fan of unions, but I'm not a big fan of the litle guy getting screwed either... but I digress. these contacts are not gonna muscle me out.

nosiree.

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I think it's getting down to it.

I'm going to end it.

I'm going to drown them.

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two drops per eye of the Refresh Contacts stuff...

all better.

make sure you know the size of the portions you are getting because sometimes, it just doesn't make sense to get it though room service at all...

take, for example, pop. (soda for all you yahoos from distant lands)

pop is $2.00 - assumption at least a 20oz - but don't forget to add the 20% service fee - so $2.20 - then add applicable taxes and what not....

you see where this is going.

result - incorrect assumption leads to a $3.00 12oz can of coke...

future modification - pay the $1.00 from the vending machine for the same can...

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that was not, of course, the only order that I made, although it in itself was a tad bit annoying...

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the only good thing about this is that I can just charge it in and run...

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there is something fun about receiving parcels in the mail.

not just letters (and most letters, as of late, have been junk) but actual boxes.

big boxes, little boxes, medium, bread, match... whatever.

what I think is one of the neatest innovations of receiving mail is being able to track them.

watching the updates on the web when the package arrives at different points of its destination.

you know, many packages are probably better travelled than many people in the world...

it came as quite a shock to me that not everyone in the world has been to Disney World, seen musicals, stage plays, drive-in movies, flown on a plane, traveled across the country...

then again, it came as quite a shock to learn that people put butter on white rice...

and that was in highschool... (putting butter on rice just never occurred to me!)

in any case, I can watch my shipments from overseas go through their little check points. I can see how much the item weighs. I can see when it is expected to arrive at my abode.

then, when they arrive...

it is as if it is my birthday and I have presents. (even though I've paid for them)

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btw... we have left the shredder near the front door... because it is just easier to shred the junk as you get it, rather than let it pile up and shred it later...

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we, of course, unplug it when children visit...