| What it is yo |
[29 Sep 2006|07:42pm] |
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Drunk + stoned + half hour massage + awesome roommate = right now.
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[17 Aug 2006|03:08pm] |
I just got back from the dentist and my teeth are totally sore. I hate my teeth, even though I sort of like the dentist.
All in all though, it's been a pretty good week.
I'm not saying I don't hate the dragons, because I do, but in all, great week.
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| Myspace stalking season. |
[22 Jun 2006|02:11am] |
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You know summer has sprung when you get not 1, not 2, not 3, but 4 messages from myspace stalkers in one day.
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| Did you know .... |
[16 Jun 2006|02:32am] |
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It's possible to have a livejournal entry that's tooo long. I just did it.
Hmmm?
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| Sometimes this is what happens... |
[09 May 2006|02:33am] |
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- You have a shitty day and decide to go to the mountaineer with a buddy to make it all better.
- You drink so much coffee that the waitress simply stops bringing it.
- So you start stealing it for yourself.
- You're so overcaffeinated that you start hallucinating on the way home.
- You think you see a giant rocket ship perched along side pike street
- And you're convinced NASA put it there because it's beginning experiment in Marietta.
- You find Nick Gelphus in a bathroom and the two of you decide to lock yourselves in...
- while finishing a beer and writing a song together.
- You call the song Bathroom Buzz and give it really cliche lyrics like "Talking 'bout life. Talking 'bout love. Sitting in the bathroom getting a buzz"
- You use Heather's lead to stalk the detroit rock city kids on myspace.
- You lament this sudden Ginger snap infatuation and head of to bed.
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| Happiness |
[04 May 2006|02:08am] |
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Happiness: Edmonton upsets Detroit in the NHL Quarterfinals
Total Bliss: EVERY series in the western conference quarterfinals is an upset.
Happiness: Finding your lost purse.
Total Bliss: Your friend bringing it back for you...in a paper bag cause he's afraid of looking like a girl.
Happiness: Meeting a new friend.
Total Bliss: Meeting and being instantly accepted into an entire circle of new friends.
Happiness: Finishing a history paper.
Total Bliss: Having nothing to worry about until finals week.
There are ups and downs. Sometimes the dragons love you. Sometimes they dont. Today was an up and I'll take it. Ginger snap style.
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| Sunrise again? |
[26 Apr 2006|05:54am] |
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It's 6am.
I haven't slept yet. I've been reading.
My stomache is growling because I skipped dinner. And barely touched lunch.
It's still dark out, but the birds are already awake.
A part of me want to go watch the sunrise. But a part of me would prefer a smoke and I don't have one.
I should be tired by now. I napped after work this evening, but barely. And the midnight coffee should have worn off. Apparently the insomnia I forced upon myself for the purpose of finishing my book has decided to hold.
I don't ever remember having insomnia as a youth. What about adulthood makes us restless?
I know I often place sleep on a scale with other activities, weigh them, and choose some possible memory above respite from the day. I suppose as you grow older, you fear you'll loose the chance for moments when you creep away and watch the sunrise. Moments dining with friends at 3am. Moments in parks. Moments lying awake reading. Moments talking about what little life we've lived thus far. Simple moments become the most precious, and we trade sleep for those short but un-jaded moments endlessly.
I've seen the sunrise twice in the last three weeks. I suppose I should bring it up to par.
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| The Good Fight |
[22 Apr 2006|12:31am] |
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I'm going to miss this dorm so much. Tonight we just sat around in my dorm listening to records, eating McDonalds, sipping wine, and talking about masturbation/orgasms.
Sense!!!!
It makes none, but we have fun though. Nostalgia. Fighting the good fight. Kevin Federline.
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| Happy Kevin Federline Day! |
[21 Apr 2006|02:35am] |
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Today was an above average day.
It began around midnight at an IHOP. We'd just seen the sounds which was amazing.
I had to be up early for work and school progressed as usual.
I got an extension on my MASS 216 project.
I laid in a hammock and read.
Emily and I went to athens. We tore apart the library. (LAWN CHAIR IN BATHROOOOM)
We got $10 worth of candy. Anniversary Cake Icecream...has actual cake in it, and perhaps is my new obsession.
HAPPY KEVIN FEDERLINE DAY!! truth.
People playing lacoste in a tiny tiny yard.
Listening to the get up kids/saves the day/mace/jay z/ kanye west/ the strokes/the clash/david bowie.
Sitting in gardens.
Goldenslagenheimener=liquid atomic fireballs.
Obsessed? Check. Loser? Check.
The Brewery was sorta dead. But Cale and Baker are basically my lovers/tattoo artists. Gots some lovely lettering on my upper arms and a beautiful mermaid on my left forearm.
So I'll maybe put the sounds on lightly to put me to sleep. Cause today was warm and sunny and good.
GET OVER IT JASMINE!
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| Tuesday, April 18, 2006 |
[19 Apr 2006|12:31am] |
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Horoscope for Leo:
Although you may be dealing with heightened emotional intensity, you feel well-equipped to handle the issues. Delving into your own motivations can help you get a handle on your feelings, but your attractions still may not ruled by practicality. Just because you know what's good for you doesn't mean that you will do it. Don't judge yourself too harshly if you cannot meet your own standards.
Thank you horoscope. You are both true and wise.
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[13 Apr 2006|12:24am] |
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Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh.
- WH Auden
Welcome to the best day ever.
It's spring. I'm twitterpated.
I have such cool friends. If I could dedicate this entry (and it's my entry so I can) I'd dedicate it to Emily Siders. For she has opened me up more in the last week or so than any of my friends have managed to do for as long as they've known me. I've always been a very honest and open person as far as opinons, thoughts, and the likes go. But I've never been very emotionally open/honest, not even with myself really.
It's always felt like this burden in growing up. I've gotten over so much associated with youth, but there is still this reluctance to feel. And lately it's been fading away. And in large part it's in thanks to my talks and walks with Em whom I can and do tell everything. From my proudest conquests to my deepest insecurities, it just seems easy to throw them all out there. And she reciprocates. I feel like it's one of the first friendships that I've started forming in adulthood. I don't know how yet, but I feel that will make it different over time.
Lot's of my other relationships are flourishing well too. This openness thing spreads and I find myself dishing on the roof or in the cemetary (over sandwhiches and OJ) to Andrew. Or my the river and in a bus stop spilling juicy details to Dan. I used to be worried that those two friendships were quite vulnerable. They are very reserved boys. But lately I feel more confident that those friendships aren't rocky or akward, or repressed at all. I can be and stay close to both of them. Once again exciting because they are friendships formed in adult life.
I'm also really excited about the last show of the semester. I'm helping a girl put on a benefit for the Global Aids campaign. I don't know much about it yet except that Stockdale and probably Flinch will play and it will be after dark on the Hermann porch with a FIREPIT in the background. It's gonna be sick.
Have I mentioned saturday night yet. I don't think that anyone who reads this would be interested except one miss rhea kappa. Thusly Rhea, ask me about saturday and the one-night boy piece.
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| simple and subtle |
[07 Mar 2006|10:34pm] |
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I'm not one to be needy, but lately I could seriously use a little boost in moral/esteem here and there.
I think it's just stress getting to me.
None the less,
Something as simple as this makes me feel good.
stellar00311: records
stellar00311: greenhouse
stellar00311: jazzy jeff
stellar00311: = love
So if you have something simple and subtle to say, feel free.
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| Dresses Dresses Dresses |
[03 Mar 2006|08:59pm] |
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I keep buying old dresses at goodwill and the salvy. They make me look like i'm from a totally different era, or at least they make me look incredibly not my age. But I love them anyway. They're always totally feminine and unexpected. They make me want to be able to go to france again so I can prance around in them. All the french people will think I'm a tacky american, but i'll love it none the less.
I bought three more tonite, and I just discovered that two of them have discreet little pockets. I'm IN LOVE! I've decided it's my new thing. Where before I just went out looing for girly out of character time piece dresses, now I'm scouring the globe for dresses with hidden pockets.
I consider it a mission and I won't fail.
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| Reminiscing or quite simply Living in the past again |
[25 Feb 2006|03:26am] |
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I'm incredibly tired but I can't sleep.
I shouldn't read Vogue as a bedtime story. It only makes me whimsical.
I miss my Tylenol PMs and I miss France.
I miss standing on a bridge overlooking a small stream in some insignificant town, and simply silently observing a water mill go round and round. And having that silence interupted by a car full of young french boys bounding over the bridge and yelling obsenities looking up "ma jupe".
I miss picturesque houses that I'll surely never find again, waking up and opening the shutters to discover a field of sunflowers stretching as far as my eyes will take me, carrying a Heineken down the street on the way to a neighborhood concert, ridiculously long bike rides that ended at castles, smutty comic books, grocery store employees on rollerblades, the mysterious boy at the Paris aquarium, prank calling French hotlines, vocabulary lessons with Thom and Pauline and Yann, jumping the fence at Sacre Coeur--the irnoy--and lounging about on the grass, Butt-to-butt and the other horrific art exhibits at Chambord, and crying as we pulled into the parking lot of Chenoceau.
I miss ancient ruins, and sea-pots, and the fact that even the tinest towns seem to have merry-go-rounds or other amusement park type rides. I miss chocolate barrels filled with vodka and stumbling across old washing fountains, and having wine be the first and last meal of every day.
I miss learning, growing, culture, the feeling of forward motion.
I am happy. Don't mistake nostalgia and longing for depression. I'm quite happy. But I'll never be my happiest here.
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| some facts |
[10 Feb 2006|10:42am] |
I FEAR: crickets.
I FEEL: under the weather...emotionally.
I HATE: reading too much into things, but I do it constantly anyway.
I HIDE: most of my feelings, none of my thoughts.
I MISS: having endless supplies of imagination.
I NEED: to learn self discipline; to start learning italian; to save more money.
I KNOW: way too many random facts about the tank on quincy hill.
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FIRSTS..
First piercing: Ears at five.
First credit card: I'd prefer to never have one.
First musician: What does that even mean? The first musician I remember loving was bruce springstein.
LASTS..
Last big car ride: Home from Kill City with Jackie
Last movie seen in theaters: Chronic What? Cles of Narnia.
Last phone call: Andrew's bedtime story
Last CD played: AFI
Last drink drank: water
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FAVORITES..
NUMBER: 238
COLOR: green
MONTH: october
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IN THE LAST 2 DAYS, HAVE YOU...
CRIED?: no
HELPED SOMEONE?: Yes
GOTTEN SICK?: No
GONE TO THE MOVIES?: No
SAID 'i love you'?: Yeah
WRITTEN IN A DIARY?: Yeah
HAD A SERIOUS TALK?: Yeah
HUGGED SOMEONE?: Yes
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| Firsts |
[08 Feb 2006|09:57pm] |
I'm not gonna fill this out, but it made me realize that I can't even remember a lot of my firsts...
that's a little bit sad.
1. Who was your first love?
2. Who was your first REAL kiss and when?
3. Who was your first prom date?
4. Who was your first room mate?
5. What alcoholic beverage did you drink when you got drunk the first time?
6. What was the first thing that you stole?
7. What was your first job?
8. What was your first car?
9.When did you go to your first funeral?
10. How old were you when you first moved away from your hometown?
11. Who was your first grade teacher?
12. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane?
13. Where did you go for your first date and who was it with?
14. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with?
15. Who was your first best friend and are you still friends with them?
16. Who was the first person to send you flowers?
17. Where did you live the first time you moved out of your parents house?
18. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day?
19. Who's wedding were you in the first time you were a bridesmaid or a groomsman?
20. What is the first thing you do in the morning? force myself to get out of bed
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| Morbid Mirth |
[08 Feb 2006|11:08am] |
Two Arabs are sitting in a tent smoking hashish and talking about their
families. First Arab has his wallet out and is showing family pictures.
"This is my oldest son, Ali. He's a martyr."
His friend says "Praise Allah, how proud you must be!"
"Yes, we are indeed very proud of Ali. Now, this is our second oldest son,
Rashid. He became a martyr just last week."
"Praise Allah to the skies! What a fine looking young man!"
The proud father sighs, wipes a tear from his eye and says "Children. They blow
up so fast."
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