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[09 Jun 2004|02:06am] |
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It's friends only but my first entry is public. Have fun.
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| Shat? |
[19 Mar 2004|12:59pm] |
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I'm in a pretty good mood today, instead of working while I'm here at work I decided that playing on the internet with Benji would be more appealing to me.
I talked to Brad last night and he said that Dan got hurt pretty badly in Baghdad. He's in my thoughts and prayers.
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| Crank Yankers! |
[17 Feb 2004|04:24pm] |
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Dude I think someone just prank called me at my job, and I was too tired to even realize it or think it was funny in any way. (I haven't said the word 'prank called' in about eight years, so that just felt funny).
Anyway so the phone rings. I pick it up. And some guy says "Yeah I'm lookin' for Mike."
And I'm like "Mike?"
And he says "Yeah, Mike."
And I say "Does Mike have a last name?"
And he's like "Yeah. My cooooooock!"
And then he hung up. Which is probably a good thing, since I was about to say "There's no Mike Hawk here, sir".
I wish he would have stuck around for a little while so that 1) I could actually get it before I heard a dial tone. Because that made me feel rather slow. And so that 2) I could tell him how badly he needs to take some lessons from Bart Simpson. Because I always got Bart Simpson's Prank Call names immediately.
Oh well. It was fun. Brightened my day a little. I just wish he would have done it last night when I was still on top of shit, and not dragging ass. I might've been a little quicker
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| He called me?! |
[08 Feb 2004|10:05pm] |
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It's just another example of why men are pieces of shit and should all be killed.
>=I
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| This is getting old |
[29 Jan 2004|02:02am] |
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Normally I can't stay angry about these things but for some reason, weeks later, my stomach still turns and I still feel like punching something when I think about it. I wish I could let it go, I want to let it go but I don't see that happening.
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[21 Jan 2004|12:23am] |
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We're now entering week two
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[18 Jan 2004|02:55pm] |
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I hate men.
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| obladi - oblada - that show had a tard |
[10 Jan 2004|04:38am] |
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I have an apartment full of people I love and alcohol that I love even more! The road to Cheyenne was closed because of the big wind so Angel is spending the night, Brad came over after he got back from the club and he brought Dan with him since he can't get back to Cheyenne either. The three of us are sitting in the living room playing quaters while Angel lays on the futon (I swear those are clean sheets!) and talks to her dream boy. I want to know what she was writing about in her journal at work! I think it had to do with Dustin but I couldn't listen into their phone call because I fell into the door and got caught. I've sent Dan in there twice to offer her something to drink but it made her uncomfortable so I told him to stop. I wish I got uncomfortable around drunk men! I just get horny! However, she doesn't know him that well and she has the adoring boyfriend so I don't blame her for not wanting his sex.
We've decided that we're going to copy the man show and do 60 shots of beer in 60 minutes. Who wants to put money on me drinking both the air force gentlemen under the table?!
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[21 Dec 2003|12:16am] |
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The formal was beautiful, I had the best time. It was so cool to see my boyfriend in his blues uniform, to bad miss Angel didn't come with Dan (HINT HINT). We didn't know any of the dances so we just sort of did our own thing but it was amazing.
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| Another Double Date Tonight |
[11 Dec 2003|09:34pm] |
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As soon as I talk her into it! Normally a date would be fine but now that I've discovered how much I like doubles I won't settle. Everyone should harass her and make her go with me!!
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| score one for charlotte |
[29 Nov 2003|11:03pm] |
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I haven't gotten morning sickness yet, and I haven't gotten fat yet so I'm still happy about being a mommy to be. I wasn't worried that Brad would bail on me or anything, but I'm surprised by his enthusiasm. It's to early in the relationship to get married I realize that, and I think that it's to early to move in together as well but maybe these circumstances will change that. I just don't want to be home alone when the sickness and fatness kicks in.
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| like a soldier to his end i go.. |
[26 Nov 2003|11:27am] |
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girl jesus you're so thin
sleep on my cross for your sins
when you ever gonna let me in?
i guess this has to be some kind of redemption.
girl vampire you're so red
sleep in a box like you were dead
just another demon in my head
i wish you'd bite me and then we'd go to bed
girl angel you blind my eyes
i sleep on the cloud of your thighs.
when you touch me you make me rise
are you wearing just another disguise?
girl satan you love me the most
i am your father son and holy ghost
will you betray me if you can't get close
or within the circle of your flames i will roast.
-francesca lia block
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| Underneath my clothes there's an endless story |
[24 Nov 2003|11:11pm] |
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I couldn’t do it. I went to all the therapy sessions, I paid in advance but when I got there today I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I think that I horribly offended the person that came with me for moral support by something that I said. I just couldn’t do it.
It wasn't like I didn't have support. The person that came with me had gone through it before and was willing to hold my hand despite her issues with her own choice, my boyfriend was in the waiting room (they don't let them come into the room because men tend to get to emotional or some bullshit) and I know that if I wanted to tell someone else, like my Mother or something she would have worried about me and not been angry. I just couldn't.
Fuck.
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[13 Nov 2003|11:37pm] |
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But seriously, what the hell am I going to do now? I know that I have options but I don't know if I'm strong enough to choose. I can't even decide which salad dressing is my favorite so how can anyone ask me to decide this?? I don't have much time left to think about it. Fuck. Damn it. Shit. GRR
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| holy fucking shit |
[10 Nov 2003|11:00pm] |
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What the fuck am I supposed to do now!?!?!?!?!!
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| Fuck You Rumsfeld |
[05 Nov 2003|11:45pm] |
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They're sending Devin back to Iraq. I'm not sure how many people he has opened up to, but I'm one of them and I know for a fact that mentally he cannot handle this. The first time he went he had to do things that would make anyone need serious amounts of therapy to stop themselves from suicide. Not to mention Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I'm so fucking mad right now that I punched a hole in my God damn wall. FUCK. He leaves in 2 days.
He also told me that the crew (I forgot the real name of what it's called) of Marines that Dustin was a part of was deployed about a week ago. I didn't know him that well, but I was at his funeral with a friend of mine for moral support and I can't imagine how his family must feel knowing that if he had lived that they'd be sending him back.
All of this around Vetrans Day. Fuck.
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| It's my journal and I'll whine if I want to |
[01 Nov 2003|03:44pm] |
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My boyfriend left today for an 8 day convoy. I know it's part of being the girlfriend of someone who's in the military but FUCK!! How am I supposed to be away from him for a week and a day? He can't even call me, I haven't not talked to him in like three months. I hate this.
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[31 Oct 2003|11:14pm] |
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The environment in which I work is amusing to the point of distraction.
We had Jaden who was the best ever. He threw an orange and an old woman who was protesting abortion outside the shop, and tattooed the word nigger onto a white supremacist. I'm sure you can see why he doesn't work with us any longer.
Gill is the most heterosexual man I've met in my entire life, but is a drag queen at night. He has the coolest girlfriend in the world because she hooks him up with clothes and does his makeup. That is a wedding I want a front row seat at.
Angel is the sweetest girl in the world but if you fuck with her you're leaving in an ambulance. She's also a huge dork and possibly the most gorgeous female to ever grace this planet. I'd fuck her and I'm not even a lesbian.
Benji is the new guy so he has to do all the shit jobs, James has even made up a couple for him to do. For being so young he's a damn fine artist and I respect what little of his work I've seen.
James is the owner. He says that we're not allowed to fuck around but I swear he's the ring leader.
Those are the only people working tonight besides myself so I'm only posting about them. We close in 45, so I'm going to start getting my shit ready to leave.
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| bla bla bla i hate kelly osbourne bla bla bla |
[27 Oct 2003|09:55pm] |
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I haven't updated in the longest time. To be honest with you it's because I have a new boyfriend and we have lots of sex. Between work, sex and school I don't have any time. No wonder I'm not on anyone's friend list. I'm a bad friend :(
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