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[15 May 2005|09:08pm] |
NEW AIM SCREEN NAME: JUNXINTHETRUNX.
fucking add that shit up.
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[05 May 2005|12:29am] |
I LOVE SNOOP DOGG.
yes, yes i do.
i drank too much coffee.
my pillow smells like the boy and it's like flippin cat nip.
and i miss him.
he was cute today.
he's cute everyday.
but like... really cute today.
got back from nomeansno a while ago.
autumn's father is THE man.
the show was good.
left early because i work in the morn.
my boss is a bitch.
rollin down the street smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice...
LAIDBACK(with my mind on my money and my money on my mind)
CINCO DE MAYO IS TOMORROW AND MY MOM IS MAKING hella ENCHILADAS!
should i watch the OC with those kids or eat HELLA enchiladas with my family?
the boy smells hella grood... i just.... don't know.
i finally get a stereo installed in my car on friday.
happiness.
and yeah, if you want a zine comment on this with your address and we'll send you one.
or like... give us money because this shit is expensive bitches and you must pay to bow down before us... SWINE.
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[01 May 2005|07:38pm] |
uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh.
yep yep yep yep.
flippin i feel great.
no serious.
i have no reason to update other than i'm just hella bored.
i got my cd back and i'm hella happy about it. i missed it. and now it's back.
fuck i am so lame. i really like this keyboard. really great to type on. serious.
DONE.
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[28 Apr 2005|05:33pm] |
I EAT HELLA POPSICLES ALL THE TIME AND I'M HELLA HAPPY ABOUT IT.
COME ONE COME ALL TO THE DAS LANGE GRIFT ZINE (NUMBA THREE) RELEASE PARTY ON SATURDAY THE 30TH OF APRIL.
IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE KERI'S HOUSE IS THEN YOU'RE SUPID. BUT IF YOU'RE STUPID AND YOU WANT TO COME, MY NUMBER IS 477-8398 AND I'LL GIVE YOU DIRECTIONS. ALSO, BRING $2 FOR THE ZINE IF YOU WANT A COPY AS WE'RE CHARGING NOW. THIS SHIT IS EXPENSIVE AND YOU ALL NEED TO PAY TO VIEW OUR GREATNESS.
FUCK RIGHT.
WE'RE ALSO STARTING SUBSCRIPTIONS SO YOU CAN SIGN UP FOR THOSE AT THE PARTY AS WELL.
TOODLE-OO.
yes, i just whored the zine party.
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[21 Apr 2005|10:09am] |
I'm in a hella good state right now.
And this is a hellllllllllla good song right now.
My thumb is green from that Target place.
Flippin I love.
Serious.
It's really foreign to me.
It's weird how weird love can be when you haven't had it like this in a too long while.
But I do.
And people don't understand... it's fucking mutual.
They try to tell me all these things like be careful.
It's not like I'm just throwing my shit to the wind.
I'm being careful.
But I really don't think that after all that's been said and done that it's just an act and something to get into my pants.
It's fucking mutual.
And I'm happy about that.
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[09 Apr 2005|07:29pm] |
so so so so confused.
i could scream.
please reply before i shit myself with anxiety.
is it better to know or not to know?
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[06 Apr 2005|05:17pm] |
i'm a licensed driver.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
i'm happy.
and i'm getting chinese food tonight.
because i'm a bad ass mother.
damn right.
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[25 Mar 2005|02:02am] |
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so.
i have a cold.
i took a big stinker in the halway bathroom.
bitch was like bombs over baghdad for sure.
i get to sleep in my mom's big froofy bed tonight.
and it's god damned freezing in my house.
and i can't turn on the heater because everytime i do, i just want to scream, "WHO LET THE DEAD IN?!"
because me and mother think that some small animal must have kicked the bucket in the passage ways of our heating system.
everytime we turn on the heat, the house starts to smell something horrid.
and then i'll laugh about letting the dead in because the ring 2 was ridiculously creepy.
i think for the next two weeks or so i'm going to take hulla hulla sleeping pills so i can just sleep the days away and live the night life.
nights are much more quiet and intersesting, i say.
i love bundling up in blankets and eating frozen frosting.
i really don't know.
would you prefer turning a heater on and heating the enitre room or getting cozy in a mound of blankets?
it really is something to be thought about.
i want to live in a hotel room for a month and never clean it.
i want to throw empty soda cans at the television when i'm angry at the shows it doesn't give me.
i want to write obscenities on the bathroom mirror when it clouds up, leaving almost permanent marks so that when the next person staying in the room showers, they will see my words.
i want to do a trucker with only his boots on.
scratch that.
i want to do a fine little boy with only his tennnies on.
i drank too much OJ.
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[22 Mar 2005|04:05pm] |
i failed my driver's license test today.
i feel like shit.
i can't even think straight.
i don't think i could cry any harder.
i didn't think i would fail nor cry if i did.
i feel like a stupid little girl.
I, I, I.
i have to wait two fucking weeks to take it again and on top of that pay the assholes at the DMV five dollars as a fee.
i had this fucking spic of a instructor.
i couldn't understand anything she said.
yes, i said spic.
she said i did beautifully except for that whole bit where i was going out of the parking lot and there was a monster SUV, which i let pass me and then there was a tiny little ass of a car right behind it.
and i checked to see if there was any cars.
but i didn't see the little ugly ass aqua ford or whatever the hell it was.
and she goes, "ohhhh, what waaaas daaaaat?"
and fails me.
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[15 Mar 2005|11:13pm] |
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explosions.
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[15 Mar 2005|07:43pm] |
oh life is so shitty.
everything is so shitty.
shitty.
mmmm, natalie portman.
delicious.
i feel rather ugly today.
buckle didn't want to give me a second interview.
no one wants to come to the snow with me.
and it makes me very sad.
sometimes i feel as if autumn kind of blows me off.
not like she ever said she was going to come with us... but like whenever we talk she just says, "yeah, i really want to see you. we should hang out." and it never goes anywhere past that, yet she finds the time to hang out with others. oh well.
i'm actually updating my livejournal, which is another sign of pathetic little me.
oh cry.
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[06 Feb 2005|08:55pm] |
dang ol superbowl.
dang ol need a car.
dang ol need a new digital camera.
dang ol want to go to DC sometime soon to see erik and julia.
dang ol want a job at quiznos.
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[31 Jan 2005|12:09am] |
Went and saw Gravy Train!!!! on Friday night and the Bottom of the Hill.
My fucking god.
Veronica Lipgloss and the Evil Eyes are amazing.
There is one word to describe the crowd while watching them: ape shit.
I looked over to the "EAT: order here" sign and it was swinging.
At the end of each song there would be at least half a minute of screams of delight.
Not to mention, the trashy half naked girlies dancing on platforms inches away from me.
Serious, I could smell the coochie stank.
It was that good.
Gravy Train!!!! was good, as always.
That was the third time I saw them.
We brought a sign that originally said "MAKE OUT WITH US, HUNX" but then with beautiful spur of the moment brilliance, Autumn ripped off the H.
"MAKE OUT WITH US, UNX"
At the end of the show me and Autumn talked with Junx and he gave us his zine(FAG SCHOOL) and hugs. We're going to send him a personal copy of DAS LANGE GRIFT.
We then went back to Thea's dorm and got our crunk on.
Laurel and Autumn went to sleep while me and Thea and David enjoyed ourselves.
Diane came out to play.
She's forty years young and a hardass.
She smokes Winstons.
I am also Diane.
"Put the pedal to the metal, Diane needs some num nums."
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[11 Jan 2005|03:25pm] |
I got a new cell phone today.
This bitch is slammin.
The guy at the cingular store reminded me a lot of Pauly Shore, he was nice looking.
I wanted to be like, "Baby, are you cingular? 'Cause I'm cingular. Maybe we could share some minutes."
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[10 Jan 2005|11:08pm] |
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Eh, I never update.
I saw Perry a few days ago.
Boy is that kid a lamb if I ever saw one.
He gave me a ride home from the libary.
Yes, bitches. LIBARY.
I'm going to try and talk Mr. Sumner into letting me use the scanner on the computer at school on Wednesday so I can scan some prints and hopefully get some on the big ol intranet.
Seeing The Sharpies on Thursday at the Bottom of the Hill. Guest list bitches.
Check out my layout, it's fancy.
Eariler me and Evan, my little brother, were singing and dancing around and he was like, "Lets put on Fucky Town!"
I was all, "Excuse me, Mr.? What did you just say?"
And he was all, "Fucky Town!"
He wanted to listen to Funkytown.
I love that kid.
I mean, come on, Blondie at age three?!
Actually, he'll be four come Thursday.
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[02 Jan 2005|12:50am] |
Death has been all too prominent in my life recently.
I'm starting over.
This is a whole other volume, I think.
I'm putting an end to bullshit, I'd like to think.
So, I believe I'll be getting my act together now, thank you very much.
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