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Sunday, March 14th, 2004
6:23 pm
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Friday, January 16th, 2004
3:34 pm - that would be cool if you choked to death on all your vanity.

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Thursday, January 15th, 2004
8:06 pm - Laughing My Fucking Rectum Off
grounded and forced to work at curves on a snow day. le stupid!

i am unaccustomed to being treated so nicely. you win the "best person ever" award. less than a week and we'll paint this town red.

my aunt has moved out and i'm glad. actually; i don't care. there are two sinks in my bathroom and she refused to use the guest sink, for reasons unknown. besides that and the evil, mocking undertones of everything that came out of her mouth (she is my mom's sister, i know those undertones well), she wasn't really as bad as i expected.

that entire family unit. mother, sister, and brother, are really weird. the father is slightly alcoholic but a decent guy, nonetheless. one of my other aunts had a hardcore drug problem, and was sent to a mental hospital in austrailia. they took her home and she had really bad OCD and paranoia. spent hours cleaning the bathroom. and crying because she couldn't stop.

she's okay now. paints beautifully and practices chinese medicine. the indie aunt. my mom said i've got a lot of her in me. but not all, i hope.

some of my cousins have ran away. i don't know where barry is. liz does a lot of drugs, and has two children with different fathers. she ran away to california, once. my cousin in nebraska is a prodigy, she graduated highschool when she was thirteen. she sells magician kits and her mom is a born again christian. the father is addicted to runner's high. when you run so much that your head releases endorphins throughout your body, and it feels good. how good? apparently very... he ran so much he can barely walk anymore. his knees are shot.

and my parents are just workaholics. maybe that's why i can't accomplish anything. kind of like how they sent me to catholic school, and i ended up hating christianity.

there's more, but family history is tedious and boring.

sooner or later, i will have a new username.

current mood: loved

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Tuesday, January 13th, 2004
11:31 pm
most of you; don't take it personally if you're off. cleaning things up and eventually this will be friends only.

a story.
tyler the apothecarian loaned me echinacea and dried olive leaf extracts (in the form of liquid) in hopes of me feeling better and not being sick. after much laughter over the lunch table today regarding how much they both tasted like shit, i decided to actually take some when i got home.

i took both extracts straight from the eyedropper, because i was too stupid to mix them with water or juice, at the time. echinacea went down okay, but the dried olive leaf was like swallowing acid and rubbing alcohol. dryheaved. coughed. choked. gagged. wateryeyes and excessive swallowing. so i sat back down at the computer and thought nothing of it. and then i threw up in my hands.

conclusion: don't do that. again.

the rare hours of sleep i suddenly cherish have been raped by ms.white and her lame english projects/assignments. here is a deal. teacher: as soon as you finish grading our tests, quizzes, papers, and projects, you can assign us homework. otherwise, no dice. (iwish)

current mood: blah

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1:15 am
sick, tired, and so on.

my dog chewed himself into my pound of chocolate covered expresso beans and ate a good three-fourths of the amount.

three words: sucks for him.

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Sunday, January 11th, 2004
12:27 pm

soon i'll need to wrap my arms around you, smile and say i'm glad i found you. could it be you? will we decide to move? will our lives improve? if we decided to try philly or do ya think i'm talking silly if you do than for christsakes tell me.Collapse )

current mood: good

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Friday, January 9th, 2004
4:01 pm
it's my job to litter your friends' page.

a school assignment.Collapse )

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Thursday, January 8th, 2004
9:56 pm - the acid wave.

how long can we maintain? i wondered. how long before one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? what will he think then? this same lonely desert was the last known home of the manson family. will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? if so--well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere. because it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. he'll report us at once to some kind of outback nazi law enforement agency, and they'll run us down like dogs."

there was madness in any direction, at any hour. if not across the bay, then up the golden gate or down 101 to los altos or la honda. . . you could strike sparks anywhere. there was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning. . .

and that, i think, was the handle--that seems of inevitable victory over the forces of old and evil. not in any mean or military sense; we didn't need that. our energy would simply prevail. there was no point in fighting--on our side or theirs. we had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. . .

so now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in las vegas and look west, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-wave mark--that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.

(fear and loathing in las vegas)

current mood: "no wonder the sound has so much body"

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Wednesday, January 7th, 2004
9:34 pm - you need a mortician, baby.
i was loaned fear and loathing in las vegas and the bell jar today. it's christmas for my mind. particularly fear and loathing. officially ranked up there with palahniuk. kevin knows what's up.

thirty minute argument with andrew shuster on


it's pretty obvious where i stand.

also, tyler's milkshakes bring all the girls to pete's. damn right, it's better than yours.
i can teach you but his boss never charged for our meals. conclusion: i win.

he wears my converge hoodie. conclusion: he rules.

saturday is going to be great.
yet, the high is supposed to be nineteen degrees. this coldness is unnecessary.

current mood: tired

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Monday, January 5th, 2004
11:06 pm
it's our time.Collapse )

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