mark mcgavin

markmcgavin @ 2003-11-22T05:49:00

2003-11-22T10:49:39Z

my brother is gone... phoenix... i miss him already

markmcgavin @ 2003-10-25T05:24:00

2003-10-25T09:25:23Z

that im restless.

markmcgavin @ 2003-10-24T03:29:00

2003-10-24T07:29:29Z

and the truth is

markmcgavin @ 2003-10-23T01:12:00

2003-10-23T05:12:24Z

is what ive been for a few weeks now

markmcgavin @ 2003-10-22T00:50:00

2003-10-22T04:50:58Z

numb

markmcgavin @ 2003-10-08T12:04:00

2003-10-08T16:39:01Z

This is the first teaser i sent to print for Propaganda...
still looking for a venue...
got a couple of options...
we'll see..

if you wanna read the words...
your prolly going to have to right click and save as...

shout out to whit and choclatie for the props

-isaac

markmcgavin @ 2003-10-07T15:51:00

2003-10-07T19:54:56Z

happy birthday RAT

partay

2003-09-26T01:07:02Z

jons 21st.... tomorrow 8pm... be there or be... um.... not there... but.... you should be there... 954 567 2016....

in other news... waiting for covad to set up my dsl is taking foooooooooooorrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... right

-isaac

anti up

2003-09-15T07:17:04Z

time to pull the trigger... whats it gonna be Phoenix or Propaganda?

sooooooooooooo...

2003-09-12T05:49:07Z

i've decided to embrace my destiny... i was "made to be a promoter" (mike)... ive got a list of a few ways im gonna go about that... long term... ill be working with jon... richie...matt... and nate... tour next summer studio... demo... etc... but for the immediate... since leaving ive realised... ft lauder has one thing lacking... NO POPLIFE... as many of you know poplife has kindof gone down hill... and everyone up here thinks its gay... soooooooo... im gonna do it... ive got a few clubs picked out... one that i really hope goes through... studio 51... the place is totally disco... sunken dance floor... neon lights... mirrors... that whole nine... i think its perfect for the indie/electro rock crowd... aside from putting it all together... if stuff goes right... it will end up being a great venue for the rock shows... and a good spot to put up anyone im working with... having said all that... i need help with the name... heres the list so far... thanks to the help of a few friends... post the one you like... if youve got any other ideas... throw them in there too... in other news... ill be home in about a week... where upon mike will promptly "knock me the fuck out"... its ok i deserve it... i cant wait to get back... i miss you guys... mike... jon... matt... sue... the whole crew... ill see you soon... hook me up with the name kiddos...

______________________________________________________________

Taboo

Sugar

Ivy

Phoenix

Crush

Juno

Propaganda

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<3
-isaac

ps sorry for the F**k... it was just the truth

i only posted this cause brad pitt plays me

2003-08-30T06:14:14Z

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Your Life: The Movie by mintyduck

Created with quill18's MemeGen!

"what the damn" -jon alexander

2003-08-19T04:51:49Z

"you know whats funny about new york" ... "whats that?"... "its subtle differences."... "example"... well for one its not Flordia... and for two... my friends arent here... i cooked out on joey's grill yesterday... and that was the first thing i missed... my house and my dog and my grill... everyone over... me acting like i know what im doing on the grill... i dont im just pretending... like most... i miss you guys... but i do love this place... i left too soon... but at least im where i want to be... and me and God are cool with that... i walked out of a movie at 3am the other day... right into time square... people all around... the city still buzzing... i got this huge grin on my face... people must have thought i was out of my mind... maybe i am... but i sure was happy... still sore from walking so much... i couldnt stop... i just wanted to see everything before life got real... and things got tough... i think im good... nothing a chocolate brownie frapachino and proverbs 19 cant fix... love

-isaac

markmcgavin @ 2003-08-13T12:39:00

2003-08-13T16:43:21Z

so mike would always say the common cliche` "life is a series of choices"... to which i would argue back... "No... at some point... probably before we can remember... we had ONE choise... everything else after that has just been a series of reactions" There is nothing we can do to change that... because we've already made the choice...
Do you agree?

-isaac

markmcgavin @ 2003-08-12T08:12:00

2003-08-12T12:30:53Z

ive been good... how bout you?

-isaac

markmcgavin @ 2003-08-11T09:08:00

2003-08-11T13:13:45Z

had a fresh weekend... dont know how im awake now... i guess im numb to lack of sleep... went to the 2 street coffee garage bible study on sunday night... that was good... so was the coffee... i love my back yard... i hate going to bed when im out there... maybe ill bring out my matteress or something... who knows... ive got this great pic of alex from my party... i think im going to make it my new icon ;)

-isaac

markmcgavin @ 2003-08-09T15:56:00

2003-08-09T20:12:07Z

THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO CAME TO MY PARTY....

totally had the bomb time...

the house was a frikin mess...

who drank my whole bottle of $180 bottle of johny walker blue label???

shout outs to MIKE for hookin up the margaritas...
he is the king of that blender... foshize...

who knocked over the bar???

i heard someone was almost murdered by a tiki torch...
leg on fire... doused out with sprite.. thats nuts... like final destination...
i guess thats another reason to always be drinking sprite...

who shot fireworks at me when i was on the roof???

DEVONNE and EDDIE (the big teddy bear) hooked up the grill... tell me that wasnt dope...

whats up with justin bowman... the shed.. are you still alive man???

thanks to all the pretty ladies and all the hot boys...

i had a ton of fun...

shoutouts to my brother...

WHY DIDNT ANYONE KISS HIM LAST NIGHT????

ps thanks for the stolen sign/card fellas...

dj jilt kept the jams comin...

HOW BOUT THAT POSTAL SERVICE WAX... thanks richie and claire...

i need to do this next time i turn 25...

on a better note... my brother turns 21 on september 25th...
PARTY ON THE 26th... just get ready now

ok and sombody kiss him that night... boys and richard excluded

thanks (from the now 25 year old)
-isaac

markmcgavin @ 2003-08-08T10:09:00

2003-08-08T14:11:30Z

COME TO MY PARTY

tonight at 8

bring your records

check out my last post for all the info

be there or be gay... i mean hard core... i mean emo

YOU ALL USED TO LIKE RAP ANY WAY

shout outs to jordan cruz

25

2003-07-31T20:36:02Z

ok so heres the deal.

August 8th

8pm

My 25th Birthday Party

disclaimer:
if your on my buddy list then your invited... yep... that means you... even if you dont like me... what the heck... even if i dont like you... i would love to have you threre...
and if you like me... then hey.. thats even better...

details:

Mike is making margarita's

Tim is DJ'ing - RECORDS ONLY
(if you want to hear anything its got to be on wax so bring your vinyl)

1041 NE 35th street
Oakland Park, Fl 33334

this party is tottaly supposed to make up for the last party i had... my 19th i believe that would be... my parents got me 19 cans of chunky clam chowder and 19 packs of big red gum... im still not sure what that was about... but my mom was happy about it...

so heres my wish list:

1) $1000
2) A Gun
3) A Lap Top
4) A trip to Italy
(i dont really expect any of this stuff)

That about does it...
please reply if your planing on stopping by...
my boss Devonne is hooking up the grill...
so i want to have enough stuff to cook...

ps... if your planning on drinking a lot... bring someone to drive you home

-isaac

my words to mike were: "holy frick"

2003-07-25T18:47:37Z

i dont know if it worked for anyone else... but let me just tell you something...

Isaac Alexander is one of the wisest, smartest, best looking people on the
planet. Or so at least he would like to think. It's not that
Isaac is vain - more that he is terribly susceptible to
flattery. All Leos suffer from this little weakness. That's
because, despite what astrologers are always saying about Leos and
their confidence, secretly, deep down, they are a little unsure of
themselves. This explains Isaac's tendency to be strongly
outspoken and extrovert one moment and quietly anxious the next.

His close friends know all about his tendency towards self
doubt. They know what a warm, genuine and generous character he
can be, but they also know about his natural sensitivity.
Isaac's acquaintances, however, have no such insight. They
feel sure that in Isaac, they are dealing with a dynamic,
energetic and decisive person who is it would be most unwise to
cross.

Isaac is fiery and feisty - he gives the impression of
being someone who knows it all. As a matter of fact, whilst he
does not know it 'all', he does know quite a lot of it.
Isaac is well read, well researched and always well presented.
he cuts a dash, he has 'presence.' Heads turn when
he enters the room. Isaac Alexander is aware of the impression
he makes but not entirely comfortable with it. He knows
that people are responding to his big pretence, not his
true personality. That's why he so deeply treasures the
company of loved ones who are strong enough to see through his
façade and respect him for the mere mortal that he
actually is.

markmcgavin @ 2003-07-25T10:17:00

2003-07-25T14:17:34Z

anyone feel like driving to o-town to see pedro/starflyer 59/denison mars
the shows tomorrow at the social

markmcgavin @ 2003-07-24T08:12:00

2003-07-24T12:11:45Z

i didnt fall asleep till 3:15.... AM

-isaac

markmcgavin @ 2003-07-23T10:53:00

2003-07-23T15:28:28Z

so heres my story... if you dont see God in it... then its your fault...

the other night (friday i think) i was at my favorite cigar bar... after a long and overall just great night... i was about to head home... when one of the regulars at the bar (louie) stopped me and said... which one are you brining home with you... after a quick look around the emptying bar... i soon realized he ment... which cigar am i brining home... i hesitated for two reasons... this guy is kindof old and his tastes for cigars can be a bit too traditional form (even though his is a big fan of the avo) and because i was already leaving my tab at the bar to come in and pay later on in the week... (i like to pretend that i have money... actually everybody at that bar does... but none of us do).. i didnt want to seem like too much of a mooch... after a second i knew from the look on louie's face that he wanted to recommend something... for him this recommendation would make him feel validated... like he could hang with young cool guy like me... talk about cars and women... smoke cigars... maybe teach me somting about life... he needed this... so i heard my words... im lost man (the lie)... whats your recommendation (the good deed)... so he walks me over to the fuente section... now keep in mind... its hard to go wrong with any of the fuente selection at this bar... aside from a few stragglers... its a pretty solid assortment... but i knew... he wanted to turn me on to something new... his "good every day smoke"... translated that means a cigar that tastes like crap... but its wrapped well so the draw is pleasing... but a taste of @ss is definitely what your in for... he shows me the fuente 8-5-8... now this is something i'd had plenty of times... early in my cigar smoking carrer... he picks in up and shakes it a tad... like he holding a bill fold full of hundreds and i swear he made that clicking noise... like heres where its at man... "you ever had one of these?"... "no.. never man... are they good? (the lie)"... "lemme tell you something man (hand on my shoulder) this is a great everyday smoke" "youve never let me down before louie... if you say its good then i'll take it (the good deed)"... so i add it to my tab and head home... ill save this for later in the week... when i get stressed out and a feel like i need to relax... so i put it in my humidor... so monday rolls around... and truthfully i had expected to smoke the cigar on monday... i expected my monday to suck... bad... but it didnt... actually it was good... really good... better than a lot of recent days... so monday night rolls around... the time id normally be smoking... to relax... just before i hit the sack... i get so stressed out and anxious at night... i always feel like im not doing enough... like im not doing the right thing... i lay in bead... awake... wiggling my feet... as if i was ment to be playing hide and go seek right now... but im twelve again... and my mom wont let me go out and play with the other kids in the neighborhood... because its late... and i should be tired... but i never am... atleast not when im supposed to be... wanting not to experience this.. no matter what the cost... i grab the cigar... announce to my brother and company... that im going for a walk... and i show the cigar... at this point i was half hoping my brother would volunteer to come with... but at night he gets lazy... he's a bit depressed right now... walking and smoking for me is the best medicine... for him... lounging and smoking is even better... i turn to walk after his refusal (and apalogy)... my friend tim... who is quickly becoming my brothers friend (theyre closer in age so its good for him)... says... i cant let you walk alone man.. not realizing that i like to walk alone sometimes... he gets up and grabs his cigaretts... to which my brother sank further in his chair... still unwilling to go... but feeling worse about his lazyness... so we go for this walk... and tim talked... and i pretend to listen most of the time... i was controlled by these two thoughts... i wanted my brother to be there... i had so many things to tell him... but he wasnt there to listen... and i couldnt tell tim... future plans are made to discuss with your best friends... and your brother... neither were present... and two... my future plans... i could tell this was going to keep me up tonight... no matter how good my smoke was... i then began to feel stupid... i should have saved this cigar for tuesday... when i was sure to feel like the world was never going to let me win... i finished the last few draws with disgust... my timing was off again... you may think its petty... but its the conversation in my head... it happens all the time... something as simple as a few dried out tobacco leaves can make me a successful.. forward thinking gentalman... or a lost, selfish, and desperate teenager... dont be fooled... its normal to think like this... you do too... its what you do with these feelings that counts...

my night ends and i fall asleep quickly... much to my surprise...

tuesday was a slower day... and i had problems with my lunch... no bowl for my soup... a bad choice in soups when i finally found a bowl... frustrations in not even having money for taco bell... or a better smoke... which i was sure to need tonight... i was certainly going to need a sedative tonight... all the talk of big plans was going to keep me up i knew it... i was beginning to see God shaping my life again... i knew He'd been busy at it for months now... but the past few weeks... the work had been behind the curtains of my life... i have been anxious for intermission and set change to be over... its been a long time coming... and now that the lights are starting to dimm... and i can hear the actors taking their places back stage... im starting to get excited again... i need this... its part of me... its my life...

after a fortunate wind fall of a few bucks... i find myself at publix with my brother and time... noticing that killians red is on sale for $4.95... last week i thought it was a mis-pricing... nope its the real deal... borrowing a few dollars from my broke brother to buy beer sounds horrible... dont put makeup on it... it is... but its where i am... i usually get home and feel stupid about things like that... tonight was no exception... i get home... feeling dumb... but i tell my mind to shut up... its used to that treatment... so it conceedes... ill feel better after a beer... i grab the wicker chair on the pattio... and have a seat... i love that feeling... i love to look out on my yard... its one of the quickest ways for me to see God... i dont deserve the house im in... im too broke for it... but God gave it to me anyway... He knew i needed somthing... something to keep me going... i ask God.. how long will this continue... will it end soon... i ask God... im on my second beer... and if nursed an al cappone... hoping i can pretend its a cigar... its sweet... and the taste on my lips makes me wish more for a good night kiss from the love of my life... every night she looks different in my mind... blond with blue eyes... dark black hair... short and choppy... green eyes that lure me close... ariann... kristen... kelly... whos it gonna be God... someone new?... yeah thats what i need... someone new... someone who cares back... its not time yet i hear... i always hear that... makes me want to cry... but i hear soon... that brings me comfort... a bit atleast... i taste my lips again... empty...

how do i get so lost in these thought i ask God... do you let me do this?... shut up and watch i hear... Im looking out for you... dont be such a fag... after my stern repremand... something grabs my attention in the real world... tim and jon notice me startle... i stand up quickly to see the figure of my neighbor across the street walking towards me... its dark but i know its him... he's looking across the yard... trying to see by the dim citronella candle we've lit to keep the mosquitos away... why am i in florida God.. i hate mosquitos... i start to walk toward him... in my mind i thinking about all this guy has done for me... he's lent me tools... and time to help with this project or whatever... time and time again.. he's stood across the street, closed his eyes and truly enjoying the music i played with my guitar... usually when i feel depressed... its nice to have an audience... he feels music... he's from cuba and he barely understands emglish... but he seems to understand my music... hes played for me before... he's incredible... makes me feel like an amature... i am.. he feels his music too... he like to see people dance to it he tells me... often he goes to the beach.. to play for his cousins... the like to dance he says... hes getting closer to me but he still cant make out who he's looking at... i hear him calling... ello? ello?... im real close to him now... its so frikin dark under the tree in my front yard... Enrice... i say... he sees me now... i put my hand on his shoulder and say.. hows it going man... do you need anyhting... in the back of my mind im thinking this is finally my chance to do something for him... this guy let me run a hose across the street so i have water for the house while i saved up to pay the rapidly amassed 800 dollar bill i had... it took too long for oakland park to shut my water off... i wonder why... any how...he was happy to do it... i was in the bathroom puking my guts out from a stomach virus i got... my brother asked... and he gladly obliged... i needed a shower to feel better... water to flush the toilet... its hard when you find yourself at the base of your human existance... nice to know he was there...

he started to speak... "do you remember a few months.. you ask to me if i go back to cuba... i bring you a cigar... eh... from cuba... back to you?" it took me a second...
his broken english and accent make him hard to understand... then i catch a glimpse of his front shirt pocket... two cigars... this is not happening im thinking...
i nod my head... yes i remember... "well ive got a two of a different ones for you"... i speechless.. "ehhhh one... is a rome e jutlite... and a ummm... how to say...
cohiba... both from me... from my... uh country... cuba..." he takes them out and hands them to me...

i recall my question.. "how long God" "Not long"... i hear again... "see how I look out for even your smallest desires"... my knees are week as i thanks enrice... my eyes are watering as i walk back to my brother... God was so frikin real at that moment... i knew it was Him... He told me it was... i smoked that cigar in total peace... it was the first time.. in a long time... i didnt feel like i needed it to be at peace... beautiful... all of a sudden i didnt even feel buzzed from the two beers i had... i didnt need them to sleep tonight... i didnt even need this cuban... i needed nothing except for the peace the God gave that night... "my people perish for lack of direction" its a verse... psalms i believe... i had been dying... for months now... that is the God i know... the one who restores at the last moment... who makes whole those who are missing peices... this is real... this is honest

-isaac

are you fly ehough to finish this?

2003-07-22T14:44:24Z

Now tunnel rat linguistic mystics...

markmcgavin @ 2003-07-16T10:09:00

2003-07-16T14:15:31Z

A soft answer turns away wrath,
But a harsh word stirs up anger.

The tongue of the wise uses knowledge rightly,
But the mouth of fools pours forth foolishness.

_______________________________________________

this made sense this morning
maybe it works for you to

-isaac

alex wussed out so i posted it

2003-07-15T18:45:51Z

limetothelight: 1, 2, 3, B BOY POSE!
limetothelight: ::crosses arms::
limetothelight: i wear my
limetothelight: k swiss
HTmcgavin: i used to wear LA Gear and BK's... i got made fun of a lot
limetothelight: i used to wear LA lights
HTmcgavin: i even had the pumps and the lights the glowed when you stepped
HTmcgavin: hahahaha
limetothelight: the ones that lit up every time yo took a step
limetothelight: yeah niggah
HTmcgavin: see... we are hip hop
limetothelight: for true, for true
HTmcgavin: bet dog bet
limetothelight: whatever, i've still got my FILA'S
limetothelight: grant hill represent
HTmcgavin: haha... old skool
limetothelight: those were in style for like 3 months
HTmcgavin: at least three
limetothelight: oh, yeah.
HTmcgavin: i still have my cross color rasta belt
limetothelight: hey, you wana make out?
HTmcgavin: yeah totally
limetothelight: oops, wrong im
HTmcgavin: oh... yeah... um... me too
limetothelight: haha
limetothelight: i still have my U-MEN haty
HTmcgavin: haha
limetothelight: and my z-cavarichi sweater
HTmcgavin: now thats bomb
HTmcgavin: id pimp that at poplife
limetothelight: cross colors too niggah
limetothelight: ill let you borrow the sweater
HTmcgavin: word
limetothelight: oh, what about SKIDZ?
HTmcgavin: hahahaha
limetothelight: those were bomb
HTmcgavin: love those
limetothelight: coolest shorts ever
HTmcgavin: with the double velcro and all
HTmcgavin: that pants that is
limetothelight: yeah for true
limetothelight: i wear velcro shoes still
HTmcgavin: ok... go to school you rap fag
limetothelight: those are still cool, in the hardcore scene
limetothelight: phil's hardcore, ya know
limetothelight: he's gonna start a tough guy band called like "die death dead dying blood" or something
limetothelight: i think im going to skip class
limetothelight: mmm, yeah
limetothelight: look what you did
HTmcgavin: Michael: its really jsut the f'n gay ass hardcore scene
kids
Michael: who all want to f each other and jsut wont get it
over with
isaac: yeah... the f'n gay ass hardcore scene kids have
been getting on my nervs for quite some time now
isaac: they ruin shows and scare little girls
isaac: with all theyre flailing about... and you know whats
worse...
isaac: for all that anger... they dont even hit eachother
isaac: when i was in high school... kids were killing
eachother in the pit... none of the bandana punch the air
crap
Michael: yeah no kidding
Michael: I hate them Isaac
Michael: I know hate is a strong word but for real
Michael: I think i might
limetothelight: aww
limetothelight: look at you two
limetothelight: bonding
limetothelight: you found a common enemy
HTmcgavin: phil?... oh wait no... that was a moth ago
limetothelight: you're like two foreign countries who cant get along, unless theres a stupid little country you both hate
HTmcgavin: hahahaha
HTmcgavin: he broke up with me
limetothelight: i know
HTmcgavin: we were on a break
limetothelight: ::sniff::
limetothelight: hahaha
HTmcgavin: its not like i cared about anyone else
limetothelight: hook up with a bald chick
HTmcgavin: then i would be gay
limetothelight: ross did it
HTmcgavin: and i think its gay that we both know what we are talking about
limetothelight: i hear matt did too
HTmcgavin: without saying it
limetothelight: uh huh
limetothelight: wait, you and mike?
HTmcgavin: matt hooked up with a bald chick?
limetothelight: i dont know
limetothelight: ask phil
HTmcgavin: thanks funny
limetothelight: he's a good story teler
HTmcgavin: oh the short haired hard core chick from cornerstone
limetothelight: yeah i guess
limetothelight: phil said "bald"
limetothelight: skin
HTmcgavin: the girl from cornerstone and a buzz cut
limetothelight: werd
limetothelight: wanna make out?
limetothelight: i mean
limetothelight: FOOTBALL
HTmcgavin: yeah... football
limetothelight: red meat!
limetothelight: beer
limetothelight: naked chicks
HTmcgavin: i dont even like either
HTmcgavin: oh wait
limetothelight: down, set, HUT!
HTmcgavin: naked chicks
HTmcgavin: howabout....
HTmcgavin: naked chicks playing football and eating red meat
HTmcgavin: now thats hot
limetothelight: and drinkin beers
limetothelight: and smokin cigars
limetothelight: and punching eachother in the face
limetothelight: ..naked
limetothelight: oh wait, we hadthat already
HTmcgavin: haha
HTmcgavin: alex i dont want to be naked with you
HTmcgavin: all the way
limetothelight: phil was
limetothelight: in your room atthe old house
limetothelight: remember?
HTmcgavin: haha
HTmcgavin: yeah
HTmcgavin: it was a lot of fun to spread that rumor
limetothelight: yeah
limetothelight: it was even more fun making it not a rumor anymore
limetothelight: i mean, ready, down..
limetothelight: HIKE
limetothelight: go long!
HTmcgavin: HAHA
HTmcgavin: no not like that
HTmcgavin: alex.. you might actually be gay
limetothelight: i've been thinking about it
HTmcgavin: well... do you like kissing men?
limetothelight: but, i have a g/f..
limetothelight: does phil count as a man?
HTmcgavin: does your g/f like kissing men... or women?
limetothelight: hahahahahah
limetothelight: only if you have a 10 spot
HTmcgavin: i would always have one of those for chocolatie
HTmcgavin: especially if it was to kiss another girl
HTmcgavin: that was hawttttttt
limetothelight: yeah for true
limetothelight: i cant believe i missed that ish
limetothelight: :-(
HTmcgavin: yeah... you were busy puking on your knees
limetothelight: shoes buddy, get it righrt
limetothelight: speaking of puke shoes, theyre still at your house
HTmcgavin: gross
limetothelight: haha
limetothelight: gimme two purr
limetothelight: i need two purr
limetothelight: i cant wear anything brown without those junks
limetothelight: ive been forced to wear band shirts and sandals every day
limetothelight: the other day, i actually wore..
limetothelight: ::sniff::
limetothelight: a weapon of choice shirt
HTmcgavin: HAHAHAHAHA
HTmcgavin: fag
limetothelight: :-[ i know i know
limetothelight: for phil thats dressing up though
limetothelight: haha, i love making fun of phil
limetothelight: he's so cute
HTmcgavin: when i left my parrents house... there was like a big fight... and i stayed in the studio for like a week... and i wore whiteout shirts the whole time
limetothelight: hahaha
limetothelight: im sure you had enough to wear different ones every day
HTmcgavin: yeah... i did
limetothelight: i have one of those still, its from when i was fat(ter) though
limetothelight: if it fit, i'd rock it
HTmcgavin: mee too
HTmcgavin: i may try to dig up one of thoese and pimp it to the next show
limetothelight: isaiah 1"18 nugguh
limetothelight: that would be dope
HTmcgavin: haha
HTmcgavin: yeah
limetothelight: i'd give you props
HTmcgavin: thanks
HTmcgavin: im gonna go for a bit
HTmcgavin: ya know...
limetothelight: me too
HTmcgavin: work
limetothelight: i've wasted enough time with you
HTmcgavin: haha... yeah
limetothelight: you're robbing me of my education
HTmcgavin: ill bet
limetothelight: hey, you think we'd get i trouble
limetothelight: if i posted this on live journal?
HTmcgavin: nah
HTmcgavin: id say gofer it
limetothelight: i dont know man
HTmcgavin: ppl know your gay anyway
limetothelight: theres a lot of ish in here
limetothelight: oh, yeah.. true
HTmcgavin: ish is ish... and you have your comments off
limetothelight: wait...
limetothelight: what happens in aim logs
limetothelight: STAYS IN AIM LOGS!!!
HTmcgavin: HAHAHAHAHA
limetothelight: :-D
HTmcgavin: that O town fag
HTmcgavin: thats*
limetothelight: uh huh yeah whatuva
HTmcgavin: but either way... i love you man
limetothelight: fag
limetothelight: i mean, i love you too sweetie
limetothelight: xoxox *muah*
HTmcgavin: i just want to say... thanks for Cp(puking)
limetothelight: HAHAHAHAHA
limetothelight: oh man
HTmcgavin: it ment so much to me it totally changed my lif (more puking)
limetothelight: wash it down with some sprite dude
HTmcgavin: my responce: thanks man
HTmcgavin: HAHA
HTmcgavin: sprite
limetothelight: "here comes... trouble"
HTmcgavin: oh and it was trouble
limetothelight: mmmhmmm
limetothelight: ::snaps fingers::
limetothelight: hey, how about a hug?
limetothelight: i hate.. goodbyes
HTmcgavin: "why is this banner on me man... whats it doin on me man"
limetothelight: hahaha
limetothelight: i dont even remember that
limetothelight: i mean..
limetothelight: goodbye my loooove
limetothelight: im gonna go get some t bell
HTmcgavin: you suck
limetothelight: what tiem do they open?
HTmcgavin: i want some
HTmcgavin: 9
limetothelight: werd
limetothelight: eww
limetothelight: who eats tacos at 9 in the morning
HTmcgavin: i dunno
HTmcgavin: but i think its wack
limetothelight: i just figured she was a raging alcoholic
HTmcgavin: HAHAHA
limetothelight: HTmcgavin (11:17:48 AM): aight
HTmcgavin (11:17:52 AM): keep it real
limetothelight (11:17:55 AM): you too
limetothelight: that was 45 minutes ago
HTmcgavin: did you post this yet?
limetothelight: us saying bye
limetothelight: no
HTmcgavin: your too attached
limetothelight: i will now
limetothelight: you are!!!!
HTmcgavin: just let me walk away
HTmcgavin: let me go alex
limetothelight: just go
limetothelight: shhh
HTmcgavin: im no good for you
limetothelight: ::be strong::
limetothelight: 1
limetothelight: 2
limetothelight: 3
HTmcgavin: i will be
HTmcgavin: for both of us
limetothelight: im going to warn you
limetothelight: hahaha
limetothelight: and block you
HTmcgavin: FAG
limetothelight signed off at 11:56:18 AM.