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Friday, July 18th, 2008
4:51 pm
So I applied for a Distribution Electrician job with the city, which basically means I'd be the guy climbing poles in the middle of summer cursing all gods known to man. Well, they called me back and set up an interview. At the interview I needed to present my High School Diploma, current liability insurance, and a type three 10 year driving record. Oooook so I get all that and go in. Well, according to Random City Asshole_3 the driving record I got online isnt the right one and I physically have to go in to DPS and get it. Great, so I just wasted $8. Whatever. I want this fucking job really bad and $8 really ain't no thang. So after work today I haul ass from North Austin/Cedar Park to get to DPS before 5 ONLY FOR THEM TO ISSUE ME THE SAME FUCKING RECORD I GOT ONLINE. And yes, I paid $8 AGAIN.

Oooooook fuck. So I go and fax the paper to Random City Asshole_3 and he calls me back within 3 minutes and says " I see you faxed in the driving record. Looks good. Unfortunately you took to long to get it to us so we had to fill the position with the next best candidate. Sorry"

Fuck. fuck fuckf cufkcufufffuc fuck balls fuck fuck ock sucker fuck ym sister

So yea. FUCK
Monday, March 31st, 2008
5:04 pm
Last post 81 weeks ago.....
Oh LJ, how you survived the Myspace take over still amazes me.
Tuesday, June 6th, 2006
9:13 pm
Someone explain this to me
Why haven't we brought Carlos Mencia out back and beaten him with a hose? His TV show is almost as obnoxious as Blue Collar Comedy Tour.
Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006
8:44 pm
Haha. Man this world sucks.
A Conversion Therapist's Unusual Odyssey
Personal Experience With Homosexuality Helped Shape Treatment Offered by a Leader in Reparative Therapy

By Sandra G. Boodman
Washington Post Staff Writer
Tuesday, August 16, 2005; Page HE04

"I'm a heterosexual and I want to give somebody hope. I want to say, 'I did it, you can do it, too,' " said Richard A. Cohen, one of the best-known reparative therapists, who practices out of a book-lined office in his home in a modest Bowie neighborhood. Cohen, 52, identifies himself as a former homosexual. He lectures widely, has written three books and serves as president of Parents, Families and Friends of Ex-Gays and Gays (PFOX).

Articulate and engaging, Cohen has the sinewy build and erect carriage of the dancer he once was. He has been married for nearly 23 years -- an arranged marriage that he said was suggested by the Rev. Sun Myung Moon when he and his wife were members of the Unification Church, to which they belonged for 20 years.

(Sarah L. Voisin - Twp)
The couple has three children, two of them students at the University of Pennsylvania, and a happy marriage that Cohen said belies their turbulent early years. He has been exclusively heterosexual since 1987, he said, and no longer feels attracted to men, only to women.

"I have a sense of great inner peace about who I am," something Cohen said he is trying to help others achieve.

Cohen has a master's degree in counseling psychology from a satellite campus of Antioch College in Yellow Springs, Ohio. He conducts individual therapy at a cost of $150 for an hour-long session, as well as telephone classes for "strugglers" and their relatives. He also runs seminars and workshops, at which he sells his books, two of them self-published and one for children who think they might be gay, as well as tapes and CDs. All of his work, he said, is conducted under the auspices of the International Healing Foundation, a nonprofit, tax-exempt organization he founded in 1990 to treat what he calls unwanted SSA -- same-sex attraction.

He is not licensed as a therapist, he explained, because he "didn't want to jump through the hoops and deal with the heterophobia and anti-ex-gay attitudes." He circumvents the licensing requirement by asking for donations to his foundation. "I am not doing therapy per se," he said. "I'm coaching."

In 2002, Cohen was permanently expelled from the American Counseling Association (ACA) for multiple ethical violations.

Permanent expulsion is a rarely used sanction, according to David Kaplan, chief professional officer of the Alexandria-based organization. Kaplan said Cohen was found to have violated six sections of the ACA's ethics code, which bars members from actions that "seek to meet their personal needs at the expense of clients," those that exploit "the trust and dependency of clients," and for soliciting testimonials or promoting products in a deceptive manner.

Cohen said his expulsion was based on a complaint by a client who told the ACA he felt forced to attend Cohen's classes, buy his books, volunteer to work for his foundation and talk about his personal experiences.

Cohen said he did not contest his expulsion. "Why would I want to be in a totally gay-affirming club?" he asked during a nearly three-hour interview in his office.

His therapy, much of which is derived from his own experience, is outlined in the 273-page book he wrote in 2000 entitled "Coming Out Straight," the foreword of which is written by radio personality Laura Schlessinger, who has called gays "deviants" and "biological errors."

Raised in an affluent Jewish family in a Philadelphia suburb, Cohen describes himself as the sensitive, artistic youngest child of a clinging mother and a domineering, workaholic father who ignored him -- the typical triad that causes homosexuality, he says. Adoption, divorce, "intrauterine experiences," unresolved family conflict, the media and being shorter, skinnier or larger than average are among a myriad of factors that in Cohen's view contribute to same-sex attraction.

A turning point in his life, Cohen said, occurred when he was 6, an event he repressed until he was 30 and in therapy. A family friend repeatedly molested him, Cohen said, providing the affection he craved from his father.

Although his parents accepted his homosexuality, Cohen said he spent years in intensive psychiatric treatment unsuccessfully trying to become straight. While an undergraduate at Boston University, he followed his boyfriend into evangelical Christianity and later joined the Unification Church, where he said, he remained celibate for long periods.

In 1982 he married, but his attraction to men "came back in Technicolor," he said. Although he became the father of two small children, Cohen said he spent three years running around New York with a boyfriend. "I hung out with the best of them," he recalled.

At the same time, he added, "I really wanted my marriage. I had a dream to be married to a woman and have children."

In 1987, Cohen said, he overcame his homosexuality with the help of an intense but platonic relationship with a straight man who "gave me the warmth of my daddy's love." Cohen said the man served as a mentor, enabling him to forgive his father, relinquish his guilt about being molested and rid himself of same-sex attraction.

As part of his treatment, Cohen advises patients to pray, exercise regularly and undergo "behavioral and gesture reeducation" in which they practice acting more conventionally masculine. He also endorses a technique using "bioenergetics" in which a client releases pent-up anger by smashing a tennis racket against a mound of pillows while repeatedly screaming "Dad" -- or the name of the person about whom the client has unresolved feelings. This, Cohen said, is how he recovered his repressed memories of sexual abuse.

Touch plays a central role in his therapy, said Cohen, who does not treat women. He recommends that clients develop intimate friendships with heterosexual mentors who will cuddle them in a parental, nonerotic way, making up for the love they did not get from their fathers.

"You've got to feel it to heal it," he said. ·

Current Mood: confused
Monday, May 1st, 2006
7:34 pm
We should BBQ at Lake Ida on satuday.
Tuesday, April 18th, 2006
7:23 pm
Tuesday, April 4th, 2006
3:23 pm
Fucking cock sucking turd eating cum guzzling dog fucker
I seriously hate the PBCC website.

Current Mood: bored at work
Thursday, March 30th, 2006
12:53 pm
Remember what the door man said

Yea, so hows life?

Mines aight. I hate studying for this gay bellsouth test. I'm going back to college in the summer. I went to Tampa for tattoofest 7. I got really, really stoned and laughed at wenier tattoos. Lynzi won best large female color, Manny won best sleeve, and Pat(from ATL yea I know right never thought I'd see him again) won something but i cant remember.good times. Ill probably never end up getting a tattoo....except that sick half metal sign (luv ya charlie).

I dont want to be at work anymore. I got tickets to see the blues brothers in may.

Sirius radio is the best thing ever. Classic vinyl 014 is the best station.


it is good but is is filliing.

this made me laugh http://www.tooshocking.com/index.php?ns=view_vid&id=1106
Friday, February 17th, 2006
8:20 am
I stay strapped like car seats
I was a terror since the public school era
Bathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezing asses
Smoking blunts was a daily routine
Since thirteen, a chubby nigga on the scene
I used to have the tre` duce
And the duce duce in my bubblegoose
Now i got the mack in my knapsack
Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in acts
And sidekicks with my sidekicks rockin fly kicks
Honeys want to chat
But all we wanna know is 'Where the party at?'
And can i bring my gat?
If not, I hope I don't get shot
But i throw my vest on my chest
'Cause niggaz is a mess
It don't take nothin' but frontin'
For me to start somethin'
Buggin' and barkin' at niggaz like i was duck huntin'
Dumbing out, just me and my crew
Cause all we wanna do is...

Party... And bullshit, and...

Hugs from the honeys, Pounds from the roughnecks
Seen my man Sei that I knew from the projects
Said he had beef, asked me if I had my peice
Sure do, two .22's in my shoes
Holler if you need me love i'm in the house
Roam and strollin' see what the honeys is about
Moet popping, hoe hopping, ain't no stopping Big Poppa, I'm a
Niggaz wanna front, who got your back? (BIGGIE!)
Niggaz wanna flex, who got the gat? (BIGGIE!)
It ain't hard to tell I'm the east coast overdoser
Nigga you scared you're supposed to
Nigga I toast ya, put fear in your heart
Fuck up the party before it even start
Pissy drunk, off the Henny and stuff
Or some brand-nubian shit beatin' down punks!

Bitches in the back looking righteous

In a tight dress, i think i might just
Hit her with a little Biggie 101, How to tote a gun
And have fun with Jamaician rum
Conversations, blunts in rotation
My man Big Jacques got the glock in his waist and
we're smoking, drinking, got the hooker thinking
If money smell bad than this nigga Biggie stinking
Is it my charm? I got the hookers eatin out my palm
She grabbed my arm and said 'Let's leave calm'
I'm hittin' skins again
Rolled up another blunt, bought a Heineken
Niggaz start to loke out, a kid got choked out
Blows was thrown and a fucking fight broke out

Can't we just all get along?
So i can put hickies on her chest like Li'l Shawn
Get her pissy drunk off of Don Perrignon
And it's on, and I'm gone
that's that.
Tuesday, February 14th, 2006
12:45 pm
caution:mosh pit
work is boring =(

Current Mood: bored
Friday, January 27th, 2006
9:09 am
dont ever judge me
I'm listening to Slipknot.

I'm totally ready for the weekend.

Gay Dude Dance Party-Tally-Fergs Birthday weekend

Do it
Wednesday, December 21st, 2005
7:06 pm
it's been a long time, since i left you with a.....
One more fucking day of work then im free. As a celebration, me and all the other technicians are going to a strip club tomorrow. I've never been! I'm kind of scared/intimidated. Eh.

Yea so I havent updated this in a while so Ill give ya the quicky low down

Italy was fucking badass. Ill get around to uploading all the pics eventually but you can see me in Lake Como on top of Mt. Trinobel on my myspace. Oh yea, whoever said that Americans are assholes and Europeans are nice is a fucking cockface. 95% of Italy can lick my fucking ass.

I'm still working at Programa and still hating Cubans and Slovakians.

The Dude is getting bigger and is still insane.

Ramona and I just hit 6 months. By the way, counting months in a relationship is so fucking middle school. Can we stop doing that? k thanks.
Monday, October 10th, 2005
6:49 pm
The Hornivore
Random Brutal Sex Master (RBSMm)

Don't ever marry, you're The Hornivore. Roaming, sexual, subhuman.

The Hornivores (you) are some of the most screwed up and naughty beings in the Universe. And their numbers are growing, mostly due to skipped or misused contraception. You care not. There's one thing you want, one sole need.

Half manly, half bestial, you act on instinct, and animal charisma smoothes the way. It's unlikely
Your exact opposite:
The Slow Dancer

Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer
you're driven by much other than your own selfish, orgasmic requirements. Your appearance and personality have evolved for the hunt. Ass beckons, you oblige.

For the record, you can happily bang all personality types, however your match percentages might be low with the kinder, more sensible people of the world, purely because they all wish to avoid you. Good luck to them.

"One day, the villagers came with torches to the house. In the smoldering ashes, stray dogs looked for cooked flesh."

AVOID: The Priss, The Sonnet
CONSIDER: Half-Cocked, Genghis Khunt

Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating.
My profile name: PBR1
Wednesday, September 28th, 2005
1:53 pm
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Monday, September 12th, 2005
7:45 pm
Gay Dude Dance Party assemble!
With the soon departure of Matt Fergusson, the ATL '03 drinking crew is about dead in So Fla and my anus will no longer have a nice familiar shaft probing it every night I get too drunk. So to cheer myself up im declaring the 23rd-25th as GDDP hits tally weekend. And if you dont go youre the gay dude dance party fluffer, you pansy ass bitch.

Oh yea, Mr. Charles Paul, I approve what you are learning in college and admire your outstanding ability to party hard. Rock On.
Friday, August 19th, 2005
6:28 pm
dont go round tonite, its bound to take your life
in apartment roor hits jagger bombs iguanas outside new job balls face arizona fruit punch bye sara wills home and ferg toms gone orlando soon suck it

life is good

Bother me tomorrow, today I'll find no sorrow.

doot doot doot lookin out my back door
Tuesday, August 9th, 2005
12:17 pm
why is this in my brain
anyone remember that episode of doug where they go horse back riding?

what was the name of dougs horse? sugar? sugar cube? wtf. black death lighting?
Monday, July 25th, 2005
6:31 pm
god damnit motherfucker
Congrats to Tim Burton on ruining Charlie and the chocolate factory. Fucking douche bag.

And fuck Johnny Depp. Willy Wonka wasnt a fucking closet homosexual schizo corpse. Fucking christ.

fuck you.
Friday, July 22nd, 2005
6:15 am
When it's time to party we will party hard

You work all night (all night)
And when you work you don't feel all right
And we,
When things stop feeling all right (all right)
And everything is all right

'Cos we will never listen to your rules (no)
We will never do what others do
Know what we want and we get it from you
Do what we like and we like what we do

So let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
Now it's time to party and we'll party hard (party hard)
Let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
When it's time to party we will always party hard
Party hard (party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard...)

All right
You fight that fight
And when you're fightin' you feel all right
But when,
When things stop feeling all right (all right)
And everything is all right

'Cos we will never listen to your rules (no)
We will never do what others do
Know what we want and we get it from you
We do what we like and we like what we do

So let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
Now it's time to party and we'll party hard (party hard)
Let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
When it's time to party we will always party hard
Party hard (party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard...)
Wednesday, June 29th, 2005
6:21 am
I smell like a girl

So I'm not going to. Fuck driving to Jupiter. Plus my stomach is all upset and shit.

http://mikejonesmikejones.ytmnd.com/ Check it

So should I go camping this weekend or stay around and party till I puke.

Daddy is back from Michigan. He won the golf tournament.

Plans for the day: Cash paycheck, go to the beach, watch all 3 Jurassic Park movies.

Oh yea, I un enlisted from the Air Force. And I applied at Bellsouth and FPL.

Current Mood: awake
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