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I’m sure there’s nothing to do in the evenings as well 
I was on a project once in Denver and all i could find was this steak place where they would cut the ties of anyone who was brave enuff to walk in wearing one. That place was like a carnival, with slides and swings and stuff. So that’s how we’d pass our evenings.
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outy yar, Fridays are kinda bad for me while in Denver. I usually travel out to meet friends/family over the weekend during two weeks stay in Denver. I'm gonna have to come to BC one of these months. I'm thinking sometime in Feb/March next year.
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** Cooking is for women ** 28th July, 2006
Today after living 27 days in colorado, i unpacked all of my stuff. I cant believe i paid a whole month’s rent without even staying 1 full day at my place. Today i woke up and went to DMV to have my license changed and then i came to my apartment and i realized that even though i have Tolitteres and stuff however i had no food. Nada. Nothing. Not even water. I did not know where the stores where and it was getting late. They only store i knew about was the Whole Food Store near my apartment complex and i would be damned if i would again pay 6 dollars for the freakin 1 roll of tolitte paper that buddhist monks had rolled with their hands in a natural manner without the use of machine using only their hands and natural papaya leaf paper. I already made the mistake of paying 12 dollars for soap and toillete paper when i first moved in 27 days ago. 
So i did what any man in this day and age would do under my circumstances: i switched on my laptop in an attempt to reach google. Fortunately a gazzilion people in my apartment complex have unprotected wireless network setup. So i simply logged on to * Harvey * and conducted a search for my favorite grocery store: * shop rite *. I always liked to name “Shop rite”. It makes you feel that you were shopping right. Anyway, after browsing through a couple of hits, i realized that there werent any shop rites in the whole of colorado. Which made me sad. 
Being the resourceful little chipmunk that i am, i looked up the popular grocery stores in Colorado and realized that a store called “King Sooper” is East coast’s “shop rite”. I quickly rushed to my car since it was almost 7:30 pm and i didnt want the store to close. I got there just before 8:00 pm, closing time for many of my jersey stores. Upon arriving to the store i realized that the store is a 24 hr store and that made me feel happy and stupid at the same time. cute 
I shopped and came back from the store and cooked and now i am tired. I thought living away from college friends in an independant envirnoment would reveal profound wisdom to me. However so far i have learned that single life away from college sucks 
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Well, you’re supposed to scout out the place entirely before putting down any rent money.
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Gammay, I luv your sense of humor. If you were even half a female I would have dated you at least once every six months.
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fungiee wouldnt that be cheating 
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Girl… you know how much of playa i am. I read the reviews for the place. Checked google earth. Saw its ratings and amenities offered on apartment.com. I m pimp right down to mah mother board. 
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it would be just to ladies 
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** I am missing her right now **, July 30th 2006.
I woke up naked in the wilderness. It was grimly dark outside and I felt alone looking at the mountains. All of a sudden the tall familiar walls of my apartment made me feel alienated and nauseated. I felt like running away… I felt alone. I felt crushed, cramped, claustrophobic and out of energy…. Drained… out of soul… as if I had no blood in me. The weight of the air all of a sudden seemed more profound. I missed her. I felt less sure of my self. I needed her. I wanted her. I feel completely lonely without her.
My immediate universe is empty… incomplete … cold. When she was around there was so much color… so much heat. Everything was intense. Everything was dramatic. Everything was worth giving a damn about. Everything is the world had a god damn place and there was order. Now it doesn’t matter. I am too indifferent…too without intensity… too lonely… too cold… inconsequential. When she was around I was something. She fed me. She cared for me… She loved me. I had the power to move mountains. Her inspiration was volcanic. Now all I have is quite mountains around me and I am out of breath.
This separation feels like a samurai sword slashing and cutting at my heart. This is the first time I am feeling it. This emotion is a forgotten unknown feeling for me. In a way I am happy that I feel crushed … at least I know that I am still alive… still human. Which for sometime I had started to doubt because I could not feel anything. I feel now. I feel calmer writing this. My heart has clamed down again. I should stop writing before I strike a cord that disturbs my heart again and unleashes further fury.
Alone in Colorado,
Gamma.
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well, ahmad Colorado had been my first love whilst studying in Tampa; I always wanted to live there on permanent basis. It was until I came to Seattle..and then somehow I ended up in Vancouver...so I guess the cup of tea alone won't suffice ;)..
roms, screw your friday-only-for-friends-and-family.....if i come, your punk ass better be there..
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dullay, let me guess, formality or subtlety isn’t really your choice for persuation or is it? :halo:
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^ not with mah hommies 
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dullay, I’m having dinner with ahmadjee bhaijaan tonight. Come join us you Paki ho 