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Dropped my ipod and had the screen break into a couple hundred pieces. I'd take a photo but, you know.

Dying of exhaustion. Still another 13 hours of work left to go today.

Chankgeez wrote:The 4th time?

Yeah, that's a lot.

They need to build themselves a clubhouse in the woods or something.

haha reminds me of the time me and my friends built an igloo in a big snow bank back in HS.
smoked many a bongs in there.

Never before have I been so upset by a stupid move on the road.

I got a parcel today from a London containing my brothers baby pictures, his passport, and some various other shit. Hes been on the run from....something...for the last 8 years. I dont know what he did or what hes into but the last time i spoke to him he wanted an address to send shit in case something happened to him. His passport was in there and it was marked France around December so I'm 100% certain he is dead. He wouldnt even speak to me over a telephone because he was scared someone would trace him to me, so the fact that he mailed shit directly to me is a big indicator he knew it was all over... I dont know what he did or who he got involved with but i know for a fact he died alone and scared and probably in a considerable amount of pain. The last time i saw him was in 2005 and i was sure id never see him again...I guess i just always hoped he could find something.....find some degree of happiness somewhere even if it meant id never see him again...but it guts me that he died alone like that. It scares me so bad that thats probably the way ill die as well....

THEBEERHAMMER wrote:I got a parcel today from a London containing my brothers baby pictures, his passport, and some various other shit. Hes been on the run from....something...for the last 8 years. I dont know what he did or what hes into but the last time i spoke to him he wanted an address to send shit in case something happened to him. His passport was in there and it was marked France around December so I'm 100% certain he is dead. He wouldnt even speak to me over a telephone because he was scared someone would trace him to me, so the fact that he mailed shit directly to me is a big indicator he knew it was all over... I dont know what he did or who he got involved with but i know for a fact he died alone and scared and probably in a considerable amount of pain. The last time i saw him was in 2005 and i was sure id never see him again...I guess i just always hoped he could find something.....find some degree of happiness somewhere even if it meant id never see him again...but it guts me that he died alone like that. It scares me so bad that thats probably the way ill die as well....

First of all - WHUT?

and also: why should it be the way you die? you actually dealing in meth or crocodile?

phantasmagorovich wrote:

THEBEERHAMMER wrote:I got a parcel today from a London containing my brothers baby pictures, his passport, and some various other shit. Hes been on the run from....something...for the last 8 years. I dont know what he did or what hes into but the last time i spoke to him he wanted an address to send shit in case something happened to him. His passport was in there and it was marked France around December so I'm 100% certain he is dead. He wouldnt even speak to me over a telephone because he was scared someone would trace him to me, so the fact that he mailed shit directly to me is a big indicator he knew it was all over... I dont know what he did or who he got involved with but i know for a fact he died alone and scared and probably in a considerable amount of pain. The last time i saw him was in 2005 and i was sure id never see him again...I guess i just always hoped he could find something.....find some degree of happiness somewhere even if it meant id never see him again...but it guts me that he died alone like that. It scares me so bad that thats probably the way ill die as well....

First of all - WHUT?

and also: why should it be the way you die? you actually dealing in meth or crocodile?

No i just....dont have anyone really in my life. When my parents are gone that will be it man. I cant imagine how fucked it would feel dying knowing theres noone out there that would even know. After youre gone thats just another motherfucker down man. Dying alone knowing nobody on that entire continent much less that side of the world even know your name is just......thinking about that shit is more than i can handle man....

THEBEERHAMMER wrote:

phantasmagorovich wrote:

THEBEERHAMMER wrote:I got a parcel today from a London containing my brothers baby pictures, his passport, and some various other shit. Hes been on the run from....something...for the last 8 years. I dont know what he did or what hes into but the last time i spoke to him he wanted an address to send shit in case something happened to him. His passport was in there and it was marked France around December so I'm 100% certain he is dead. He wouldnt even speak to me over a telephone because he was scared someone would trace him to me, so the fact that he mailed shit directly to me is a big indicator he knew it was all over... I dont know what he did or who he got involved with but i know for a fact he died alone and scared and probably in a considerable amount of pain. The last time i saw him was in 2005 and i was sure id never see him again...I guess i just always hoped he could find something.....find some degree of happiness somewhere even if it meant id never see him again...but it guts me that he died alone like that. It scares me so bad that thats probably the way ill die as well....

First of all - WHUT?

and also: why should it be the way you die? you actually dealing in meth or crocodile?

No i just....dont have anyone really in my life. When my parents are gone that will be it man. I cant imagine how fucked it would feel dying knowing theres noone out there that would even know. After youre gone thats just another motherfucker down man. Dying alone knowing nobody on that entire continent much less that side of the world even know your name is just......thinking about that shit is more than i can handle man....

Man, if that were my brother, I don't even know how I would feel; awful. Why was he even over there? I feel like I could take on an army with my brother, but not in Europe.

Chankgeez wrote:http://www.nbcnews.com/id/51969879#.UZ2mJ-DdIiE

Why is this a thing??????

THEBEERHAMMER wrote:I got a parcel today from a London containing my brothers baby pictures, his passport, and some various other shit. Hes been on the run from....something...for the last 8 years. I dont know what he did or what hes into but the last time i spoke to him he wanted an address to send shit in case something happened to him. His passport was in there and it was marked France around December so I'm 100% certain he is dead. He wouldnt even speak to me over a telephone because he was scared someone would trace him to me, so the fact that he mailed shit directly to me is a big indicator he knew it was all over... I dont know what he did or who he got involved with but i know for a fact he died alone and scared and probably in a considerable amount of pain. The last time i saw him was in 2005 and i was sure id never see him again...I guess i just always hoped he could find something.....find some degree of happiness somewhere even if it meant id never see him again...but it guts me that he died alone like that. It scares me so bad that thats probably the way ill die as well....

dude, one of my friends had his best friend going to japan and living there for a while... the next time they met, he told him he can't speak about it but if he doesn't communicate for a while, my friend should destroy all the evidence he knew him so he can't be traced back to him... apparently he got mixed up with yakuza or some shit like that

and he, indeed, disappeared

100% true story... shit sounds like a plot to some thriller movie... but that stuff really happens... i still hope your brother is gonna show up

I was going to post something whiny about not wanting to get out of bed, but then I read this stuff and I don't feel so bad.

My allergies are acting up like a mofo since I got to my parents' place in the sticks the other day. Reason #1 why I will never move to the country.
I swear I sneezed at least 20 times this morning.

THEBEERHAMMER wrote:

phantasmagorovich wrote:

THEBEERHAMMER wrote:I got a parcel today from a London containing my brothers baby pictures, his passport, and some various other shit. Hes been on the run from....something...for the last 8 years. I dont know what he did or what hes into but the last time i spoke to him he wanted an address to send shit in case something happened to him. His passport was in there and it was marked France around December so I'm 100% certain he is dead. He wouldnt even speak to me over a telephone because he was scared someone would trace him to me, so the fact that he mailed shit directly to me is a big indicator he knew it was all over... I dont know what he did or who he got involved with but i know for a fact he died alone and scared and probably in a considerable amount of pain. The last time i saw him was in 2005 and i was sure id never see him again...I guess i just always hoped he could find something.....find some degree of happiness somewhere even if it meant id never see him again...but it guts me that he died alone like that. It scares me so bad that thats probably the way ill die as well....

First of all - WHUT?

and also: why should it be the way you die? you actually dealing in meth or crocodile?

No i just....dont have anyone really in my life. When my parents are gone that will be it man. I cant imagine how fucked it would feel dying knowing theres noone out there that would even know. After youre gone thats just another motherfucker down man. Dying alone knowing nobody on that entire continent much less that side of the world even know your name is just......thinking about that shit is more than i can handle man....

Gnar.

it's not that i don't care...i'm just utterly boggled and don't know what to say. the awfulness of the box just arriving, like the effects of someone losi in a war.