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[20 Dec 2007|03:58pm] |
wonder showzen
nitrous oxide
lucky strikes
the misfits
cherry blossom curtains
polaroids
pornography
black people
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[06 Dec 2007|03:13pm] |
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non-stop booze fest weed smoking whipits crazy night of sex on my shitty futon drawing maps on my arms and chest my crush giving the neighbors dog a shot of cum to lick up out of a used coffee cup housewarming gifts of stuff we actually NEED janelles boyfriend putting together my crazy ikea bookshelf together in 2.5 seconds some party off telegraph from 2pm to 2am arguing about which is better: skirts over stretchy jeans or skirts over capri leggings looking like some kind of 80's eurotrash coke slut 24 pack of highlife for 10 bucks at grocery outlet paintings galore manbearpig tattoos[im totally serial] having katys grandma send us 200 dollars for a tv and dvd player smoking two packs a day not workin' free chicken ceasar salad stealing mailboxes highspeed chases the squid and the whale hanging out with smelly hippies bonding over strawberry margharitas with lesbians i might work with in the near future never really sleeping parking tickets downloading the promise ring over and over going to marin to watch band practice and to smoke weed with a really really cute boy ikea trips pf changs lettuce wraps not eating and living on a strict diet of scrambled eggs beer and drugs interviews at thrift stores and polaroids polaroids polaroids.
AND NAMENNAYO CATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i never sleep though, it's such a battle.
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[28 Nov 2007|12:57pm] |
hahaha there's a Toledo section in craigslist now
http://toledo.craigslist.org/
me and katy bought a lamp from a couple of lesbians and i'm down to two packs a day now and i forgot how much i love american analog set and ummmm im in an art show this weekend in san francisco also what the fuck is going on in The OC it's getting crazy and making me antsy and last weeks Lost wasn't on and i'm confused i love TV and come monday i won't have it anymore :[
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[23 Nov 2007|11:19pm] |
1. we spent $1,000 at ikea, pretty much furnishing my room, the living room, and some of the kitchen. we got a big orange couch, and when i say orange i mean fucking orange. like see it all the way from mars orange.
2. you should listen to this song: http://download.yousendit.com/8A2147F91B1F8859
3. i swiched to some new estrogen pills and it's making me really really sick
4. the sopranos are on tonight and i better see some gay italians fucking shit up.
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[22 Nov 2007|02:42am] |
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um so some guy swerved into my lane so i flipped him off alot and then he stopped the car and started cursing at me and banging on my car windows and so i got out and he told he was going to shoot me and i told him to but he didn't because he's a bitch nigger bitch assman. it was on the way to silent hill which sucked cock and i had to pay 10 bucks to get in and then i went to this mexican party and smoked too much and felt sick and now im here eating oreos and dreaming of sing some d. hi.
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[18 Nov 2007|12:23am] |
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so i am moving in to an apartment in berkeley next week which means i will not have the internet anymore.
i am also extremely tired from work and extremely tired of being stressed out.
i also like someone who thinks i am the most beautiful girl in the world, i've forgotten how great that feels when hearing it.
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[15 Nov 2007|09:33pm] |
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SUCK MY DICK ASSMAN
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[14 Nov 2007|05:09pm] |
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you should be listening to Band of Horses
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[12 Nov 2007|08:21pm] |
i am NOT an alcoholic
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[09 Nov 2007|06:33pm] |
i am officially declaring Mogwai's "Mr. Beast" the best album to come out recently.
and don't argue with me, i'll strap explosives to your face and then drink your blood.
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[08 Nov 2007|03:08am] |
i had this dream last night
that i'd returned to the apartment where we used to live
a place once loved - abandoned - everything just the way it was
but a box on the bed
i lifted the lid to look inside and found some pictures all of you
i'd never seen before
photos of you more beautiful than i could ever imagined
when we were in love…
i sat for hours on end
i traced the smile across your face
and wished that you were here
the frame hung on the wall that we'd picked out the day you left
and never said goodbye
if they could talk what would they say to me
of all the things they'd seen while we were living here
if we could talk what would i say to you
now that so much has changed
i wish i could return
so time moves on always
i woke up cold in the embrace of someone i despised
i closed my eyes and saw
our sad apartment one more time
then everything was gone…
we've moved away but part of us stays behind
the part of us that's died i'll visit in my sleep
four walls a door not too much more
but here inside this place we made
a life that i adored
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[07 Nov 2007|03:00pm] |
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some things will never wash away
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[05 Nov 2007|01:44am] |
i broke up with kevin tonight and for once i feel like i did something good for myself.
i think i'm just going to embrace my friends.
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[04 Oct 2007|01:08am] |
i didn't get to go to L.A. :(
i'm moving out the second week of may!!!
the power went out for 5 hours today
i will be home alone for a week the next week or the week after that, i think i will spend it doing whip its and watching pornography
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[03 Oct 2007|12:52am] |
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i am going to L.A. tomorrow. i hope it doesn't rain.
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[02 Oct 2007|12:15am] |
my "most played" list on itunes is fucking weird
my bloody valentine: strawberry wine
belle and sebastian: nice day for a sulk
the new pornographers: falling through your clothes
mirah: you've gone away
minus story: quiet
the chemical brothers: star guitar
jimmy eat world: night drive
m83: in the cold i'm standing
sigur ros: the nothing song
air: sexy boy
mazzy star: five string serenade
slowdive: slowdive
andrew kenny: secrets of the heart
blur: you're so great
!!!: feel good hit of the fall
do make say think: the landlord is dead
camera obscura: keep it clean
sufjan stevens: chicago
the jim yoshii pile-up: silver sparkler
pavement: spit on a stranger
madlib: distant land
belle and sebastian: act of the apostle
coldplay: green eyes
blur: sing
sun kil moon: four fingered fisherman
my bloody valentine: can i touch you?
go go go airheart: sincerely ps
optiganally yours: wichita lineman
the jesus and mary chain: walk on by
sufjan stevens: concerning the UFO sighting
andrew bird: fake palindromes
the velvet underground: sunday morning
my bloody valentine: track2
elliott smith: miss misery
lou reed: perfect day
figurine: so futuristic
and my parents took me to this mexican food place in concord which is a shithole, and they sat us next to this table of an EXTREMELY FUCKING FAT family. like...the fat mom and dad. with the fat son. and the random really skinny white trash son who was wearing a Pantera shirt, and then the fat aunt and uncle. the one at the end put her napkin on her lap...but since she didn't have a lap, she tucked it inbetween one of her many rolls of DISGUSTING FAT. but its okay because my dad kept buying me drinks and we all just made fun of them anyway. and then my dad told me war stories the entire drive home and then basically told me that the only reason i'm alive is because of the atom bomb.
and i just found cigarettes in my sisters room. and a whole bunch of lube. o__0
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[30 Sep 2007|12:15am] |
and how is it that i utterly cannot stand Modest Mouse
but am obsessed with Sun Kil Moon's "tiny cities", an album of Modest Mouse covers.
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[02 Aug 2007|01:08am] |
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so today/yesterday was my 22nd birthday. my friend jeff, who i've hung out with like...twice, called me to wish me a happy birthday, and i spent the 28th with Kevin, and all day today with my family. other than that, no one really remembered. a couple of my friends commented on my myspace to say happy birthday but the people that i actually EXPECTED to call me didn't.
it's pouring down rain, i'm so tired, and i couldn't take a shower today. i'm still unemployed. i'm still alot of things.
i remember random memories way too much, and it's going to slowly kill me. there's so much that i want to say, but for some reason i just can't. my brain or my fingers won't let me.or something.
if i could bottle up going to san jose to see you, and playing pool and darts and eating fried chicken and laying on your couch with you talking about dumb stupid shit while watching daria, i would in a little glass bottle and keep it on my dresser, because i don't think i've ever smiled as much as i did last night, with you.
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[16 Jun 2007|11:50pm] |
i live to make you free
but you can set sail to the west if you want to
and pass the horizon
till i can't even see you
far from me
where the beaches are wide...
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[09 Jun 2007|05:45pm] |
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ummm yeah i don't really want to go to work today. it's going to be boring. and one of my managers is dumb. and ken is going to be fucking with me all night. and i don't have any cigarettes. and i wish i knew spanish so i could talk to the cooks. and i wish i knew what was going on with me and jon. but im too much of a pussy to ask. i want to go to port costa and stare at the marina. i had burger king for breakfast. its my birthday soon.
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