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(no subject) [Feb. 20th, 2006|10:12 pm]
[mood |disappointedvomitrocious]

there is no worse feeling in the entire world than finding out that your six page short(WTF!?) story is supposed to be single spaced, not double, two days before it's due.

i'll be hysterically crying/slaving over a word document if anyone needs me.
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you have been officially pwn'd by the internet when... [Feb. 17th, 2006|09:57 pm]
[mood |contemplativecontemplative]

i wanted to find cream cheese for my bagel today and i was looking in the fridge and after about four minutes of agitated searching i thought "damn, guess i'll have to go run a google search."

this is the future, my friends.
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(no subject) [Feb. 14th, 2006|11:27 pm]
[mood |complacentcomplacent]

today was spectacular. fnar.

hah, remember that!? "fnar."

cassidy and i almost crapped our pants today laughing at each other laughing. *shakes head*

took a very grood nap.

not a single bitter thought entered my conciousness today!

new proconian out. miranda wouldn't let me see it. lame.

practiced trumpet some more. i will perfect prarie dances!

it makes me happy that you still wear your "thrice" shirt. (yeah, i'm not even going to pretend that i don't know that you're the only one who reads this. XD)

aww, i brought my puppy home some tennis balls today. SHE IS SO CUUUUUTE.

hmm. i should write less lame entries. ah well!
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(no subject) [Feb. 13th, 2006|11:35 pm]
[mood |relaxedrelaxed]

several things of note...

I GOT MY LEARNER'S PERMIT. EL OH EL. it's not even a very horrid picture! i'll show it to you if you promise me secks.

speaking of PROMise. i'm "SIKED" about gay-prom! yay!

drove home from the DMV. drove to TKD. couldn't drive back, though. it was after nine. ><

landed a babysitting gig. heh. "gig."

joined piedmont youth orchestra.

schedualed a work out wif urrca.

going skiing this weekend.

have been practicing like HELL on la trompeta. stupid langston and his stupid pit orchestra.

made pasta.

haven't laughed in a while.

out like a light, biznatches!
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BWEAK DOWN. [Feb. 12th, 2006|10:54 pm]
[mood |enthralledawight.]



training mode rocks/kicks my arse. i explained it to scott.

sthroop06: what makes it so cool?
MiniAfroMeredith: you can slow down the song. 1=slowest, 5=regular. so it's like 5 = 95 pount asian girl on crack. 4 = really really gay guy. 3 = sloppy drag queen. 2 = staight guy. 1 = fat black dude.

"black boy" refuses to end. it's like chapter nine of "1984." good lawd.

whoa, i heard the new version of "anarco punks" yesterday. i...haven't reacted to it yet...
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just now realizing... [Feb. 11th, 2006|09:22 pm]
[mood |sadsad]

i think i've lost a very, very good friend.
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(no subject) [Feb. 5th, 2006|05:45 pm]
[mood |contentcontent]


ever noticed how novice writers try to write about broad, abstract, hugely important issues? like they think they're going to change the world with their choppy, illiterate mush? and then how the professionals write about isolated, little, petty things and they do it well and unpretentiously? and then they don't change the world either.

don't know where i was going with that...

spent the last few days with some incredibly cool people. we need to do that more often.

meeeh. i can remember exactly a year ago from today. sort of wish i could go back.

eeeew! i had a MASSIVE head ache all day yesterday. and chills. but today is better.

i want someone to be happy-nostalgic with.

"hah. way to run into a wall."
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(no subject) [Jan. 24th, 2006|08:16 pm]
[mood |pissed offpissed off]

i just tried to post a really angry entry. and then el jay ate it.


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i wanna live on the moon [Jan. 22nd, 2006|12:35 am]
[mood |peacefulpeaceful]

one of my haziest and most missed memories is riding in the car (our old old volvo with the alligator skin interior that my sister took a bite out of once) in sunbury, i must've been five or six with my dad and sister listening to one of my sister's obsure mixes.

all this time there's been this one, single little shard of lyric stuck in my brain. "my best friends are so mean." i'm surprised at how accurate my memory was. anyway, ever since i've learned to use the computer i've run probably 50 google searches when i've had nothing better to do trying to find the missing song.

and tonight it worked. i'm so syked.

i'm so goddamn sane.

ladies and gents, i give you......Don't Get Down by Phantom Planet!

I wanna live on the moon,
Never see a human again,
And as the earth explodes,
I'll light a candle for my dead best friends

I don't enjoy this place,
My best friends are so mean
I look up to the sky when I am sad,
cuz the planets don't get down on me
I just want to fall asleep,

I wanna live on the moon
Never see a human again,
and as the earth explodes,
I'll light that candle for my dead best friends,
I look up to the sky when I am sad,
cuz the planets don't get down on me

I just wanna fall asleep
and dream of a place that's warm,
I just wanna fall asleep
and dream of a place that's warm, oh yeah..

I look up to the sky when I am sad,
cuz the planets don't get down on me

hah. i went through this same ordeal with finding the song "Come on, Eileen." of course, if you've ever listened to the song you'd understand why i had difficulty searching for its lyrics.

good night.

ugh. i could definately use a back massage. any takers? eh? eh?
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(no subject) [Jan. 21st, 2006|10:03 pm]
[mood |chipperchipper]

kickarsekitt: they pinned on her crown so crappily
kickarsekitt: her crowns gonna fall offfffff
kickarsekitt: the girl was like
kickarsekitt: bobby pin bobby pin
kickarsekitt: WHATEVER


man, people've been flaking out on me lately. ah well. now i won't feel so bad when i slip.

i went into a chatroom today and we started this impromptu rhyming game. it was odd, being held together by the common threads of language and spontaneity.

if you guys wanna do something ((ANYTHING)) tell me. i'll be bored outta my skull.



gimmie yur tots.
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