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[25 Dec 2005|06:17pm] |
good gravy, is christmas boring or what??
all the boredom is just making me go overboard on the goodies in our trashy-ass kitchen.
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[22 Dec 2005|10:57am] |
Got my fix of kill bill last night, alas, all is right with the world now.
Christmas shopping wasn't as bad yesterday as I thought it would be, although there are a few goodies I still need to pick up for the old dad.
The house is STILL being remodeled. Whateverrrrrrr.
We're not going to have a real Christmas, Dad isn't even going Christmas shopping. So of course I feel burdened to spend ridiculous amounts of money and be "Mrs. Clause." We don't have a tree up, our house is trashed, we can't make anything good to eat because they just now decided to get started remodeling our kitchen so we had to move everything out of it (BOOOOHOOOOO). maybe if i keep on like this, oprah will read it and pick our family for her next year's favorite things episode and i will bring home a ton of gawdy, obnoxious stuff that i don't need, like brownie and hot cocoa mix from dean and deluca, or her 20th anniversary dvd collection.
so anyway, i think i'll just give them their damn presents and then take my brother to go see chronicles of narnia.
good? good? great.
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[29 Nov 2005|03:32am] |
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so i did this lame presentation tonight where i was trying to talk fast like the micromachine guy, which made me so nervous that i looked down at my index card (nerd points), only to notice that my hand was shaking. scooooore. i love being at ease in front of a group of 20 or so of my peers that probably don't give a shit about the minnesota alcoholism screening test.
and tonight, i had to work on finalizing paint colors until 1130pm with frina because my dad is on his man-period and we have to have the colors tomorrow for the contractor. he and his man workers will be here in the AM to continue working on installing the flooring - AKA pain in my ASS!
currently i am trying to work on a paper due in class by 5:30pm (but i have class at 11, followed by work). while working on this paper i have been doing laundry (can't do it during the day while the man workers are here). last night i had to stay up to work on the micro-machine presentation.
is this coherent at all? is anyone still with me? hello?? is this thing on?
at any rate, i'm starting to experience auditory hallucinations, which, in my case are always indicative of sleep deprivation and (thankfully) not some sort of psychosis.
i cannot WAIT FOR THIS SEMESTER TO BE OVERRRRRRR.
and for our house to be done! and to think they just started remodeling.
i kind of feel like puking.
brooke, if you are still reading this, you need to bring your happy ass back here to pcola so we can go eat together.
<3
p.s. to random kids who write el-jays, esp. those who graduated circa 2003/4/5, if i can tell you are trying to write really artsy in a life-is-beautiful-i'm-like-natalie-portman-from-that-movie-she-was-in-with-zach-braff kind of way, then it is really lame and you should stop.
kthx.
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[15 Nov 2005|08:47am] |
i love pumpkin pie.
all you people who don't like it must not understand the meaning of life.
i mean, hello.
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[19 Oct 2005|11:51am] |
i am drowning in homework right now.
this morning, kelly clarkson's because of you was being played concurrently on THREE radio stations.
two words: OVER IT!!!!
got some new flip flops, finally. i'd been wearing the same black ones since 2003 and they were a little lacking in the foot cushioning department.
because of school i've had to sacrifice my sunday night ritual of desperate housewives and grey's anatomy. now i only watch LOST and veronica mars (shut up). vmars is awesum, but i have to download it because it airs at the same time as lost. vmars is like modern day nancy drew in high school. and i loooove me some nancy drew.
um um um i guess i should start studying now.
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[28 Sep 2005|01:43pm] |
so i was driving to my night class last week, listening to the beat of the bay (that's 93 BLX for all you clueless noncool people) and there's thing song in which the artists kept chanting, "shake that laffay taffaayyy shake that laffay taffaayy"
and i wuz all, omg this sounds so familiar, but i know i've never heard this song?
and THEN i realized that bee one two zero oh kay three uses it as a stock away message. just a little note for you b-rock, it's not "shake that laffy taffy", it's laffAY taffAY.
get it right... geezzzzzzzzzz...tssss
THEN last night i was listening to the new jam by C city riderz, a small click of rappers who rose to fame in the florabama region with their song "we wildcatz" (their crestview high school mascot). the song is actually called "butterhead" (a take on the widely used butterface), but at first i thought they were saying "butterhand."
and THAT reminded me of the one time i went to lookers, and the one exotic dancer that was by far the most popular in the club had the most WEIRD looking vienna sausage finger baby hands.
i was disappointed, to say the least, when i realized the song was talking about butterheads, and the c city riderz can't identify with my traumatic lookers butterhand stripper.
kthxbye
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[13 Sep 2005|10:52am] |
watched sin city on sunday...
-benicio, WHAT did they do to your nose??? whyyyyyy?!?!?!?!
-elijah wood is weird
-the overuse of the words "dame" "broad" and other 1940s detective movie words was kind of annoying
-as was the actors' attempts at speeking in the 1940s detective movie manner
i thought it was pretty good, but it just didn't do it for me.. in spite of heroics by clive owen and the appearance of benicio with his effed up nose.
you know, whenever i get worried that i have issues, i just pop fiona apple's album, when the pawn, into the CD player. and i feel satisfied knowing that i'm not the only crazee around.
LOST season premiere in like a week and a half.. yessssss i love it.
kthxbye
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my room is filled to the brim with clutter. just CRAP.. all over the place. it's because of me being a packrat, fo sho. i mean, do i really need every note since 6th grade that's been passed between myself and some long lost friends? i guess in some way it's nice to remember people from my past (although there are many i could do without). but seriously. reading everything (and discarding everything, promptly afterwards) just reminds me of the movie "mean girls." not REALLY, but kind of. just all the high school he-said-she-said bullshit.
i made some cilantro lime chili that is the shizz. cilantro is sooo good.
had a dream last night that i was valedictorian and had to make a speech. so i tried to be funny and did my own rendition of tom cruise on oprah. anybody want to interpret that for me?
i hate that all these old ladies up in the gym are sporting IPODS on their arm bands, and i have to walk around with a clunky CD player. MUST. GET. IPOD. ASAP.
how do old ladies know how to use mp3s anyway?
i haven't gotten a haircut since hurricane ivan. maybe it's time to trim off some split ends.
kthxbye
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[24 Jun 2005|01:00pm] |
i'm on a reading binge of all chick books. just really easy reading that doesn't require a lot out of my brain.
so, this afternoon i have to be chauffeur to my brother and his little high school band friends. i have to take them to the mall (eye roll). teenagers can be so annoying. i don't know how my parents put up with this shit when i was in middle and high school.
nothing else is new really. going to visit mg this weekend in tally.. yaayy... FSUCKS, but mg doesn't.
p.s. tom cruise is beyond weird and annoying.
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the best mom, ever. <3
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[28 Apr 2005|11:34pm] |
so.. i find it really disconcerting that i am incapable of being a vindictive bitch when it counts.
this guy i was seeing (who did my really wrong), has contacted me after 2.5 years. he says he's sorry for what he did and wants to be friends and stuff.
and what do i do??
do i tell him, "listen asshole, i hate you and never want to speak to you so don't call me. you are NOT going to have the pleasure of my friendship!"
(this, of course, would be the perfect scenario i've envisioned in my mind, when thinking about the whole situation)
no.....
dawn says, "oh sure! you're forgiven! let's be friends!"
and i DON'T want to date him EVER again. (gags a little bit)
i just can't be mean.
it's kind of unsettling.
maybe it's a good thing to be forgiving and mellow and wishy washy.
he tells me that guys have too much pride. so, they are, in fact, sensitive. just incapable of showing it due to social standards which society has placed upon them.
well cryyy me a river.
(not)
P.S can you BELIEVE katie holmes and tom cruise are dating?!?! shock of the moment.
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[12 Apr 2005|11:58pm] |
i'm considering deleting my myspace account.
having people see me on the internet and recognize me "in real life" makes me uncomfortable.
as somebody told me a couple days ago, i'm chicken shit. kthx.
the mood is not so good lately, i'll blame it on the pill.
and in a month or so i'll hate myself for writing this melodramatic entry.
britney is "preggers." i kind of feel sorry for her, considering the father.
this past weekend i re-watched the baz luhrman version of romeo and juliet... you know, the one i watched in middle school, where i wished i could be claire danes and junk. the last time i saw it was in 9th grade when we read r&j for english. SO long ago. i actually like that movie. probably because i am just a 90's teeny bopper at heart.
thanks to bit torrent i've downloaded more albums than i know what to do with. i am such an mp3 pack rat.
i suck.
kbye
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[11 Apr 2005|11:36am] |
FOR JENNIFER....
hmm... who are those weird looking short guys.. epecially that one with the jerry-curl looking hair????
once again, he hung out by the budweiser cart.
they played the sea wolves and i saw that dude with the nice ass. i think his last name is ellis-toddington... which was really odd and sounds like it should be pronounced with an english accent.
anyway, if anybody wants to recommend a birth control pill to me that won't make me tired all the time and feel like i'm PMS-ing 24/7, that would be great.
sooooo tired....
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[08 Apr 2005|03:44am] |
i LOATHE military history.
too many treaties and pacts and battles and fronts blah blah blah.
this weekend is the covenant hospice rummage sale... i have been looking forward to this occasion for what feels like forever.
i hate going to class where the professor acts like mrs. harvilchuck (whoop whoop IB) but even more flighty. it gets on my nerves. i really don't give a damn about what one other person thinks about tennessee williams. i really don't want to hear the two of you debate it for 30 minutes when i could just leave and waste my time on the internet. i'm not a theater major, i don't try to use big words so i can sound extra special, and i don't try to make some grand kind of statement with the mere assertion of an opinion.
i need to meditate or something...
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[04 Apr 2005|01:47am] |
things that suck
1. breakup induced insomnia
2. i've pulled too many damn all nighters and screwed up my internal clock for life induced insomnia
3. listening to a song that you LOVED a while back... and now... it sounds like.... well, crap.
4. rich kids who are going to always have everything they want/need (atleast, in the way of money)
5. time of the month induced chocolate cravings and extreme irritability AKA... PMS
things that don't suck
1. torrentspy.com
2. azaleas
3. little steamer's new fenced in back yard
4. jager bombs (i think they're tasty)
5. memory foam
in other news, i think i've officially quit smoking, almost kinda sorta. i have the biggest problem resisting when around alcohol and smokers (at the same time). i mean, why do i feel so much more preoccupied whilst puffing on carcinogens than i do whilst simply standing with my drink in hand?
hmmm. i don't get it.
p.s. yes, i used "whilst." is that even a word? who cares. i used it twiiiice. whoodie hoooo.
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[28 Mar 2005|08:13pm] |
spring break was fine i suppose.
in the way of schoolwork, i did absolutely nothing.
kicking myself for that now.
happy late easter.
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