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Jada- muuuha [Apr. 29th, 2004|12:26 am]
Sir James W. Burrows
Fuck tha frail shit,
cause when my dope come in, they got to use the scales that they weigh the whales with,
Carseat on the Jeep, but Gotti made the prototype,
hope you get the picture, but you just can't hold the mic,
determined niggas make it, kickin down the doors and we burnin niggas naked,
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360, we got the shit that the government got, you talkin money then you rubbin the spot,
real niggas say that they be wilin', we on the Cayman Islands, on a yacht with our favorite albums, smokin and drinkin,
nigga is you thinkin that our fate is valiant,
I love my nigga for the fact that he real,
and nobody on the faculty squeal,
and if you facin capital pun, pass me the gun, and I'ma show you how to run while I rapidly peel...

We gon' make it, We gon make it, We gon make it, We, Gon, Make, IT, We gon make it, We gon make it.
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THE FUCKING GREY ALBUM!!! [Mar. 5th, 2004|10:14 pm]
Sir James W. Burrows
[mood |awakeawake]
[music |Encore- Jay-Z/Beatles]

I have had it for nearly 10 days and have not listened to another CD... for someone who drives approx. 150 miles per day, that is a fucking miraculous miracle of listening power.

If you have not subscribed to www.netflix.com, and you are reading this, you are a fucking moron.

I am going to Giants Spring Training in Scottsdale tommorrow morning, and you are not. Three games in three days, then back to the bay area for some more 'real world' shit.

Still thinking that the JD/MBA program is in my 3 year plan.

Holla.
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Degas, not Vegas bitch. [Feb. 17th, 2004|01:59 pm]
Sir James W. Burrows
[music |Ching-A-Ling- One call away...]

I am watching Keisha's dog this week. His name is Degas, but everyone who asks what the dog's name is, always says fucking Vegas, as if the D and V were magically interchangable. The dog is amazing though. American Pitbull with some shepard up in him. He is so needy of attention, he tows dangerously close to the line between adorably needing attention and being annoying... I love it.

Taking a couple days to work on office stuff, such as cleaning out old files and 'getting it together'. Also, I am preparing a list of accomplishments to take into the executive interviews I am about to begin in March.

The Heinz/Tabasco ketchup is one of the greatest infusions of flavors ever.
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Double Duty [Feb. 12th, 2004|02:46 pm]
Sir James W. Burrows
So, another girl on my present team quit, and now I have to cover her territory. AWESOME! What a life I lead.

On another note, the fakest holiday ever is slowly approaching, and I can't decide whether to slit my wrists, or my throat in celebration.

Not much else is going on in my bitter little world.
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My dream cars [Feb. 4th, 2004|05:31 pm]
Sir James W. Burrows
[mood |amusedamused]
[music |We are the Champions- Roc-A-Fella]

The EB 218, please....
http://www.bugatti-cars.de/bugatti/

OUCH!
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How do I begin... [Feb. 3rd, 2004|12:55 pm]
Sir James W. Burrows
[mood |my body hurts]
[music |silence is golden]

How about: LAS MOTHER-FUCKING VEGAS.

That'll do. I think that telling the story here would keep the censors busy for several days, so I will leave it to the reader's imagination. What a weekend.
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Overrated... [Jan. 30th, 2004|09:56 am]
Sir James W. Burrows
[mood |Hungover]
[music |Hate me now- NAS]

Duke wanted to give that game to FSU last night...

instead, I gave our liquor cabinet a beating it will not soon forget.

If any of you have HBO, look up 'Cheats' and WATCH IT. It is fucking hilarious.
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57 hours in Vegas [Jan. 29th, 2004|01:47 pm]
Sir James W. Burrows
How much trouble can we possibly get in?
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Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra, go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I sent ya. [Jan. 27th, 2004|11:13 am]
Sir James W. Burrows
[mood |complacentcomplacent]
[music |Dipset Anthem]

Starting to get a little bit Jacked about Vegas. I have not gotten an e-mail in a while about the Bachelor Party plans... getting a little nervous on that end.

Work is going well so far this week. I am bored to tears still with this job, but my boss is out of town, so there are 20-30 fewer voice and e-mails to deal with each day. Got to finish up some office bullshit, then it is off to afternoon appointments.

I need to find me a honey-dip to dip it in.
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The News [Jan. 26th, 2004|03:50 pm]
Sir James W. Burrows
[mood |optimisticoptimistic]
[music |Diplomats- I really mean it.]

So, I got a piece of potentially life altering news on Friday... I could get in the clear on my driving record in as little as 30 days. If so, that means I could potentially be free of my current shackles in 6-8 weeks. I figure I will get myself free and clear, then refocus on generating past interest in my employment from those that showed promise last year. That being said, this might not work out... so I am potentially setting myself up to be let down again. GOULET!

Good weekend around the house. I got a lot of personal shit done and cleaned up a lot. Trying to have a good week this week so that I can duck out early on Friday for my 2:00 flight to VEGAS! DIG IT!

I will also not be working very much next Monday morning, seeing as I don't land until 1:30am. Then, I'll have to navigate home and get some well deserved sleep after a bachelor party weekend full of gambling and boobies.
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