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Friday, May 14th, 2004
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4:48 pm
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♥K lizzy and ♥J hizzy | - Doing their best to have a handful of surrogate kids.
- Crazy about being able to share their hearts, it would seem.
- Endure the slings and arrows of outrageous misfortune.
- Glow with warmth.
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current mood:  loved
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| Tuesday, May 11th, 2004
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7:54 am - so far, so good.
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| Thursday, October 23rd, 2003
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11:26 am
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| Tuesday, October 21st, 2003
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7:54 pm
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2:16 am - at last, i'm recalling the goodness
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no sooner had i signed off did lauren randomly appear at my mother's front door. her suggestion: donuts and wal-mart. not one to turn down such adventures, i put on some pants and hit the road.
as we approached the krispy kreme parking lot entrance, something hit us; we cried out in unison, "IN N' OUT!!!!!!" our decision had been made. it was burgers and dr pepper for these girls. and what a fine meal it was!
in jest, we followed a girl in an older toyota adorned with get up kids stickers. lauren and i chased our new friend all the way to meadowview, which is quite a few miles, in case you aren't familiar. the terror on her face as she exited interstate 5 was pure lauren and kristen fun.
our little joyride did not end there. oh no, most certainly not. making our way through florin, we discovered something quite grand: a gigantic bingo hall. that is our destination wednesday evening. it is half-price night and we intend to clean house!
we opted to head home, as the fun and games had pretty much peaked. oh, how we were wrong!
making a wrong turn somewhere, lauren took us down franklin road, which becomes rather desolate after a certain point. barricades were set up for some as yet unclear reason. gradually, it became more and more rural until finally there were no street lights to be seen. images of zombies swarming over the fields flanking the street on which we drove flooded my head. lauren found this all too amusing and took the opportunity to startle me multiple times. we flipped on the radio: we gotta get out of this place by the animals. eerie, no? so we did, hastily.
after a brief hedwig sing-along, lauren dropped me off at my mother's house, where i now sit, having survived yet another perilous venture.
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| Wednesday, October 15th, 2003
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9:12 pm - it is said that one can never go home. perhaps that is true.
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i'm here. home. but it doesn't feel like home. it's brown and polluted; in a constant state of dieting. it is no longer home. and that is very depressing.
tsunami is apparently blue as well. jeremy says she has been pathetic and mopey. that is just pitiful.
i went out with lauren and meghan last night, which was okay, but i wish i had been able to spend more time catching up. it's been too long, i think we're out of sync. i am happy to see them, however.
my mom is so fucking skinny, i can't believe it. S-K-I-N-N-Y. she looks very good, though. i am proud of her. stephanie, too. she is so pretty now.
i really don't have much to say. it has been so long since i have updated.
whatever. maybe later.
current mood:  tired
current music: law and order
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| Thursday, September 18th, 2003
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1:04 pm
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| Saturday, September 6th, 2003
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11:55 pm
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so, the move went quite smoothly. save for unpacking, it was all done in under three hours. after having movers do the work for me, i don't know how i'll ever do it again myself.
i'm still in the old apartment, as we have yet to finish packing all the little miscellaneous items that are just floating about. that should be delightful.
i'm at the new place this weekend, which is odd, seeing as jeremy has had to time to become acquaited with everything here. it feels as though i am a visitor in my own home, which is not a terrible feeling.
i'm exhausted, so i think i will be heading straight to bed soon. just thought i would update for those who care.
goodnight.
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| Wednesday, September 3rd, 2003
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1:47 am
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huh....
this is odd.
looks like jeremy sent joy some money.
wonder what that is all about?
current mood:  irritated
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12:10 am
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today is the happiest day ever. ever.
in 1998, lauren and i hung out for the first time. naturally, we went shopping. in the savvy department of nordstrom, lauren purchased a dress. i have been obsessed with this fucking dress since then. i have now found it. in my size. thank the lord for ebay. if i lose, i will hunt down the winner and rip their intestines through their fucking mouth. that's a promise.
also, this/this is what is getting me through my long and tiring days. thank you, fox and showtime. soon, i will have other distractions as well.
ok, well, if i don't finish packing, i will most likely have to wake up early, which is far worse than staying up late.
current music: Outkast - So Fresh and Clean
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| Tuesday, September 2nd, 2003
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1:06 am
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Deep Thoughts by Jack Handey
#242: A funny thing is if you're out hiking and your friend gets bitten by a poisonous snake, tell him you're going for help, then go about ten feet and pretend you got bit by a snake. Then start an argument about who's going to go get help. A lot of guys will start crying. That's why it makes you feel good when you tell them it was just a joke.
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| Monday, September 1st, 2003
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11:23 pm - i have the prettiest animals.
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10:20 pm
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| Sunday, August 31st, 2003
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11:23 pm
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i am the most accident-prone person i am aware of.
while serving myself spaghetti and meatballs, i dropped the glass lid to a pot. it shattered upon contact, and shards flew into my foot. blood gushed everywhere. it was surreal.
i was watching final destination 2 at the time. makes you think, doesn't it? oh yes, makes you think....
in other news, i am old and boring, as was once again proven by today's activities. jeremy and i took some stuff to our new house. on the way, we stopped and purchased a washer and dryer. at least i have someone older and more boring with whom i can spend my hours doing dull, grown up shit.
also, tsunami is out of control with this humping bullshit. she mounts anything that will stand still. she has scratched the shit out of my leg in the process.
jeremy is breathing down my neck, so i guess it's time to go. goodnight.
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| Saturday, August 30th, 2003
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10:45 pm
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my apartment smells like a skunk. my first instinct is to blame jeremy, but, lord i hope i'm wrong....
today has been a good day where food is concerned. however, having spent the majority of the day trying to muster up the energy and drive to pack, i didn't feel much like gorging myself.
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12:47 pm
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"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth. You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
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| Thursday, August 28th, 2003
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12:53 am - a big Fuck You
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tonight, i swallowed some bugs while drinking my juice. and i felt a bit calm in the midst of everything that is plaguing me.
thank you. not for the bugs. for the peace of mind.
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| Wednesday, August 27th, 2003
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11:42 pm
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Letterfromelise (11:33:10 PM): gary oldman is gorgeous
sleepy hardcore (11:33:16 PM): AAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA
sleepy hardcore (11:33:20 PM): you's crazy
Letterfromelise (11:33:30 PM): NOOO
sleepy hardcore (11:33:38 PM): that's going in my profile, by the way.
Letterfromelise (11:34:21 PM): what is?
sleepy hardcore (11:34:45 PM): "gary oldman is gorgeous"
Letterfromelise (11:35:10 PM): well, he is
sleepy hardcore (11:36:24 PM): OH GOD
sleepy hardcore (11:36:28 PM): I'M SUCH A FUCKING DOUCHE
sleepy hardcore (11:36:37 PM): I WAS THINKING GARY COLEMAN
sleepy hardcore (11:36:40 PM): CHRIST
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