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2011-10-15 06:33 pm
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Charloft Saturday - Doo!

Hold on, man. We don't go anywhere with "scary," "spooky," "haunted," or "forbidden" in the title.

Oh my god, I LOVE Scooby Doo!! I can't remember a time I haven't caught it on TV. Shaggy is totally someone I'd hang out with; Scooby, too. Fred, not so much, He seems like a nice guy and everything but kind of lame. Velma is really smart and I like that in a girl, but she's got to stop wearing that sweater, man. Fix her hair a little different and put on a little mini dress and I bet she'd be cute. Daphne just annoys me. And what do they put in Scooby Snacks!!?? LOL I bet they just taste good because those two are always high. I think I'd fit in pretty good with them. I'm not really scared of too much, so I could be like a brave Shaggy. I mean, there's plenty about real life that scares me, but when it comes to ghosts and shit like that, I'm fine.

Man...I am baked right now...
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2011-09-25 05:29 pm
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Charloft Friday - List of jobs

- Pet sitter
- Landscaper (sounds better than mower of lawns and puller of weeds)
- Grocery store stocker
- Car wash attendant
- Record store clerk
- Musician (only one paying gig but it counts)
- Construction worker
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2011-08-18 08:19 am
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Charloft Thursday - Work Ethic

"Hey, man, your uncle's gone. Let's cut out early."

TJ looked at his friend. "But we're not done."

"So? We've done enough."

TJ frowned and shook his head. "Uncle Jim wanted us to get this section done before we went home. He just told us that."

"It's not like he'll fire you," Jet said, grinning and pulling out a joint. "C'mon, you know he's not gonna care."

"Maybe and maybe not, but I care." TJ shrugged. "You can go home and I'll just finish without you."

Jet scowled and pocketed the joint again. "Wuss."

TJ chuckled. "Get back to work."
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2011-07-26 02:33 am
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Charloft Friday - Love

FIVE things you love
flaming hot Cheetos

FOUR places you love
Six Flags
my bedroom

THREE people you love
Uncle Jim
Aunt Stephie
Clint Eastwood

TWO things you no longer love
pop rocks

ONE thing you hate
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2011-07-21 01:42 pm

Charloft Thursday - Work

"TJ, can you and Jet finish up that job on Crestview by Friday?" TJ's Uncle Jim asks.

"I think Jet's out of town until next week."

Jim frowns. "Damn. I can't be there and you can't do it alone."

"Well, the stuff that still needs to be done isn't much, right? I know someone who'd be willing to help."



"I'd hate to impose on him."

"Not me. I bet he'd love the chance to lend a hand."

"Okay, but you've got to promise you'll actually get the work done and not smoke all day."

"I promise," TJ laughs.
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2011-07-10 10:07 pm

Thursday - Ambition

I'm not sure if I have any real ambition. It's not that I'm lazy, I'm just satisfied with what I have. I've got money from an airline settlement (after my parents' plane crashed), so I have that to spend when I need it. I've got a job working for my uncle installing kitchens and bathrooms. I live with my aunt and uncle and am thinking about renting my own place. I guess that's a teeny ambition, but other than that, I'm pretty good. Actually, I'm always on the lookout for primo weed, but I'm not sure what to call that.
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2011-07-08 03:49 am

Charloft: Thursday - Insomnia

The nights when he couldn't sleep were the hardest. His brain wouldn't shut off all the anxiety, fear and grief. Those were the nights he thought about how much he missed his mom and dad and how horrible it must have been for them and all those other people when they knew the plane was going down. That was when he worried that he wouldn't do anything meaningful with his life to make his parents proud. Mostly, that was the time he wondered how he was going to die and whether or not anyone would care when he was gone.
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2011-07-03 07:43 pm
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Charloft: Saturday - Determination

"I don't have to outrun the bear, I just have to outrun you."

I know I'm not supposed to be literal about this, but I had a friend who actually said this to me once when we went camping. At the time I thought it was pretty damn funny. Especially since I know that if we ever found ourselves facing down a bear, I'd be the one to leave his ass behind in a heartbeat since he's a lot slower and a lot heavier than me. The irony is his name is Jet but it should be something like Tank. Anyway, to tie it all into this determination thing, if I'd known then what I know now, I would have really wished for that jerk to get eaten by a bear.

I used to have a girlfriend. She broke up with me for a couple of reasons, but one was because I refused to spend a lot of money on her. She called me cheap and every name in the book just because I have some money from a settlement and I'd rather save it for my future than waste it on her. After she dumped me, she started going out with the same friend I was just talking about. He used to be my best friend but that changed when he decided to date the same girl he couldn't stand when she was with me. I figured out he had been jealous that whole time and I decided I didn't need that kind of backstabber in my life. Anyway, between the both of them screwing me over, I've pretty much made it my life's goal to be as successful as I can. Me and Jet both work for my uncle, but I've been doing everything I can to stand out and do everything just a bit better than him. Sometimes I'll even leave Jet hanging out to dry when in the past I would have helped him, then I sit back and laugh when my uncle lays into him. I know it's kind of a crappy thing to do to someone who used to be a good friend, but for now, I'm just gonna keep on outrunning him when I can. It makes me feel better.
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2011-06-25 05:01 pm
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Saturday - music quote

"Music is a higher revelation than philosophy."

I'm not really sure if I'm understanding this right, but to me this means that music is IT, man. I know I can get a hell of a lot more out of playing the riff from "Whole Lotta Love" than I can reading some book about the meaning of life. The right song (or melody, if I'm gonna get fancy) can really affect you, and sometimes if I'm high enough and the music's awesome enough, I swear I can see God or whoever the hell is running this show. Sounds weird, I know, and if you don't get it, I guess I can't explain it. All I know is when you live in a shitty little town and you don't have many options for what to do with your life, music's one of the best ways to escape the gray and feel like you're alive.