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Apr. 17th, 2007 @ 02:46 am
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i'm having possibly the most unimaginable day.
and for me that's horrifying.
work = so bad and so good.
monday night.
i raked in 200 dollars
at the expense of my good name at the cafe i work at.
so difficult.
you. i. god.
i had 11 tables to worry about at one point in time to provide good service.
this is my fourth day.
friday nights you have around six tables. i could do that, eleven. which i'm supposed to be doing on monday nights.
I couldn't do. i had a hard lump of pride in my mouth most of the night, i didn't askf or alot of help. which i'm sure she (the manager) was willing to take tables, well, she said she was.
i'm also the most uncomfortable person on the planet right now.
i had issues with timing, i couldn't imput things fast enough, things never stopped. my head is still spining, i'm shaking, i'm smoking. i need a severe drink right now. i can help it, my body isn't willing to let go the overwhelming pressure. i didn't feel it while i was at work. but the moment i walked out i was like. GOD MAKE IT STOP.
there is no pressure like that to perform elsewhere. its one of the most taxing jobs i have ever taken. denny's was a cake walk, caponata's. cakewalk. even the hard nights. cakewalk.
i make the big bucks, i should expect no less.
she said if i was able to ever take the load of the monday shift it'd be mine.
meaning 200 a week on a monday.
scary thought. but i don't have the best graces with her yet anymore. i did up until today. now i'm suffering from all bad curses i've ever had in serving. everything is magnified when its just you.
i want five tables until i get service. i'll prove that i can do it, there's really no comparison. i know i'm expecting too much for one day. but this is just ridiculous. oh my god. i've been out of serving for nine months and i'm just dying, i can take the physically taxing part ofit, but the mental, the emotional is just horrifying.
i was told by two tables that for my fourth day i wasn't bad, they offered me some wine to get rid of my nerves. by the way i have to memorize the specials every day. i'm bad at memorizing verbal things, i've learned this long ago. the wine was really expensive. i couldn't focus though. god, its sickining. all i can manage right now is short shallow breaths. i need to stay with this for at least a few months until i can find something which i actually like... the money is great... amazing. amazing. but at what point do you put yourself through hell? and come next week with more practice will this really be hell? who knows.
but i can't shake the feelings that i have right now.
i want to talk to someone so badly.
i wish laura was still around. god. either of them. the good laura is invisible for now, and the moment i need sanity, she's gone. i'm a big boy, i know this. but no man is an island. the other laura, for as selfish as she was as a human being could make me feel safe... yeah. it's sick. i want a girlfriend who i can call at two in the morning and tell her i'm having a horrible day. and have her tell me it'll be alright. i'm sick of being the only one who puts effort into things.
and to make it worse, apparently tables were talking shit around my back but being horribly nice to me to my face. according to reyvkah (my boss-lady)... i disagree. because i mean, when she could have heard them, i was standing around them. and they were smiling and talking to me. and were really super nice. and then she told me she bought desserts for people because of my slow service (which in general has been a problem since i started. i always thought i was better in less table higher priced locations. or would be better...) i talk, i mingle, i serve. i'm knowledgeble (seriously, i know that menu rather well for five days...) i can talk up specials. i am nice, rather soft spoken. and ugh.
she shot my self-worth to pure shit with that comment. i know she talks straight, and i appear all cool and calm and completely inert most of the time. i feel it. go, ifeel it when people rip on me. my self esteem issues suck.
i'm trying not to cry this entire time. i don't know. i don't like this feeling. i don't get this way very often. show me the coup de grace. show me the final act. show me the path to glory. show me death and show me grace. |
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Mar. 29th, 2007 @ 02:14 pm
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quoting jordan m. "I want to name my first daughter chlamydia, it's slightly feminine... and i don't have to worry about boys in high school." |
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Mar. 21st, 2007 @ 04:54 pm
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Yes.
So, i'm carrying through on my first threat of making a podcast.
Extended Play Mixtape 3/21/07
You need a bit torrent client to download it.
This week will suck because i'm getting used to it, but next week will be rather awesome. I'm probably going to do it every wednesday. Make something. Upload it. And let you all enjoy it. Although i'm retarded. I might get up to a few more. Fancy slogans. Better writing. Better microphone. But that's all for the future.
This week's envelope's got pinback, modest mouse, sondre lerche, canasta, from monument to masses, june of 44 and star.
Open it. Enjoy it.
I didn't spend two hours configuring my computer as a bit torrent server for anything.
share it with your friends. just don't share it with the are eye eh eh... (yes. that's phonetical.)
yes it has real music in there.
and yes i blab for 5 minutes. and my vocal quality sucks because it's late and i didn't want to be loud.
i think next time i'll blab for 10 minutes.
it was just getting late and i really felt like recording everything in one take.
next week will be much better. seriously. i'll be engaging. and not read off my script. because i'll have time to prepare.Current Music: Julia - Scarification |
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sweet jesus.
i move and i roll and i sweat.
it only makes sense that i do it in rhythm.
i've lead an empty life.
and oh so drowning like lead.
my boots are strong.
they've held up well.
oh the spice must flow.
you ask me where i'm going.
baby i'll tell you where i've been.
you know where it goes.
i'll step out someday.
i swore i would.
god it's a ten, and i know i'll have the blues
with the makers and three shakes ice
we all cool.
cover it in ols.
synapses split
to synapses flit.
i can't shake it
i can't swollow it
i can't fake it.
someday it'll be my rice.
on a wedding day.
i'll pick it up.
and i'll eat it.
who'll swollow me?
taste me.
watch me burst.
the crow spoke the other day.
told me of brandon lee.
what a nightmare of fate?
coincidence doesn't exist.
there are no coincidences
just the illusion of coincidence.
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Feb. 8th, 2007 @ 10:39 pm
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why hasn't anyone thought of flashLARP before?
that, THAT is the stroke of genius jeph.
i'm still waiting to watch the snape/sephiroth mall video to happen.
someone HAS to do it.
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it takes a man to realize their luck.
i've been told i am luckier than some.
luckier than most actually.
some days i just look at what i've drawn, what i've built.
all these airfields and buildings and skyscrapers.
check my notes. and it's all wrong.
these are todays, but they're not my own.
i sabataged my scripts and built the mediocre.
but my heart. my heart was in the right place.
i didn't have to be grand.
by george. i didn't have to win medals.
i didn't have to travel the world.
i didn't have to be cultured or educated or business savvy.
so i wanted to break free, i wanted to run.
faster, higher, stronger through the sandy beaches of Nice,
down the Chilian slopes, over the mighty Yangtze.
but it wasn't to be so.
my four little children.
angels in their own right, with smooth skin.
they don't see the anguish yet, they don't feel the pressure,
nor the agony, nor the rushing wind of defeat,
no sound of despair ever crossed their minds
because this isn't the wild.
and I am not there either.
so I pack my bags, walk past my car in a tree,
and think how lucky, lucky it is to be me.
Dec. 25th, 2006 @ 12:42 am
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Things that are bothering me... Things that overwhelmingly destroy the nature of the internet.
The internet, like ranch, is the great equalizer.
AOL blocks emails that are "anti-AOL"
-"It shouldn't have to cost legitimate e-mail marketers and senders more to get past filters," said John Mozena, co-founder of the Coalition Against Unsolicited Commercial Email. "We've joked that AOL could become the Don Corleone of e-mail: 'Nice e-mail newsletter you've got going. It would be a shame if it got hurt by getting caught in our filters.' "
It's even in Canada...
-The B.C. Civil Liberties Association is calling on Telus to remove a block on subscribers’ access to a website operated by members of the Telecommunications Workers Union. The union is currently on strike and Telus has blocked access to the Voices for Change website, alleging privacy concerns and that the website encourages the jamming of phone lines to Telus call centres.
And SBC is saying, hey, we're not gonna let [the websites] use our 'pipes' without making them pay for it... when we're already paying for it... they're trying to make both ends pay for it... the more you pay, the 'faster' your site loads... the more prioirity you get... defeating the purpose of the 'free' web...
-"How do you think they're going to get to customers? Through a broadband pipe. Cable companies have them. We have them. Now what they would like to do is use my pipes free, but I ain't going to let them do that because we have spent this capital and we have to have a return on it. So there's going to have to be some mechanism for these people who use these pipes to pay for the portion they're using. Why should they be allowed to use my pipes?" - Edward Whitacre CEO of AT&T Broadband... *(i guess this mean's our fee for broadband access is going to go down? hahahaha... yeah right...)*
I mean, the idea is to codify into law, something that makes the internet 'free'. aka, make the telecom/cable providers abide by the first amendment regarding 'blocked' sites... we're not fucking china... if this doesn't pass... i will further remove my distrust for the market and say that they aren't just irresponsible, but harmful for what is good (and legal) in america...
-Last year, a rural telecom company in North Carolina blocked its users’ access to the Internet-based phone service Vonage, and in Canada the telecom company Telus blocked access to a Web site supporting the telecommunications workers’ union. Market forces will offer some check to this kind of interference—if a particular provider goes too far, customers will take their business elsewhere—but, in the world of broadband, market forces are weak, because most cities have only two major providers.
Now... lets ask you... what do you use more... Yahoo or Google?
-But down at the consumer level, the impact could be different. Customers could face one set of services offered by a cable or phone company -- or a higher-priced list of alternatives from outsiders. If Yahoo was part of the standard-priced bundle, would you pay more for Google? It would be a two-tier world, not the even-up access that the Internet offers now. New upstarts would have a hard time cracking the lineup, while the familiar names stayed on top.
More importantly, this is like how health insurance plans have 'favorite' drugs of choice from certain drug companies... based on how much in 'incentives' the company gives them... even if the drug isn't the 'best' for you... your often 'forced' to go that direction or pay ridiculous 'out of network' costs for drugs... i mean, i'm talking about this from personal experience... you can pay double/triple the cost of what you'd normally pay for an 'in network prescription'... i.e. i used to take adderall... i shoulda probably been on concerta because of my sensitivity to stimulents... but it cost me three times the amount that i woulda had to pay for ritalin (which was my insurance plans 'choice' for me... at about 15 dollars...)... adderall cost me 35 dollars... and concerta woulda cost me somewhere around fifty dollars... now translate that idea to the internet... you're a heavy lexis-nexis user... neither of the telcom's in your area have a deal with lexis-nexis... it can be outright blocked and/or run near 56k speed... akin to, you can't get the drug you need or you get a watered down version that doesn't work as well...
both. both are ridic...
Apr. 23rd, 2006 @ 03:42 pm
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( something|i|wrote )
i needed to write something. so i did. it felt awesome
Apr. 18th, 2006 @ 03:56 am
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would anyone like to play a game of mornington crescent?
seriously.
if you want to play.
we'll start now, in my myspace journal. if you wanna play, see my "mornington crescent, April 14th"... i'll start. i promise i'll go... easy...
For the record, we are playing the Glassgow Beginner Rules of 1975, not the St. Mark of Canterbury Novice Rules of 1972... Therefore, during daylight hours, the tube has the same disadvantages as the sub-surface lines during the evening. Following specific shunts as a form of trailing is specifically prohibited. To reach Mornington Crescent in five turns or less is an automatic loss in order to insure fair play and good competition and if that would happen, sufficient penalties such as, only allowing above the thames crossing would be imposed on such a player... if anyone needs a map of the tube system, they can find it here...
and if you need the "basic course in how to play" visit here...
anyone can play!
Apr. 14th, 2006 @ 03:55 pm
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i'm figuring it all out. i spent all last night at a bar watching akira with some girls.
had a drink... just one. saved my money. smiled. wished everyone a good night.
mary had a little lamb little lamb little lamb. mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow.
i learned something though. i'm important. the causes i believe in, i believe in because they are who i am. i am not just the sum of all my parts... but i'm more than that. i'm shades of many colours. i can't be held down by my parts because not only do i exhibit them. i transcend them. they are me to an extent, but my spirit, more so than anything i do, my temperment is what makes me more than that. it provides direction to every wish i make. it lets me discern. it lets me realise, when is it time to say, hey, it's time to change directions, make the most of yourself, you are your own person, regardless on how much you may have to depend on those people, if you were the only person in the world, you would make do. you would learn. i considered last night a learning experience. when you discuss philosophy with just yourself, you learn so much about who you are. i am more than what i appear. we all are at first glance. i can expose myself however i'd like to and still, still there is more to know. why? because each day we have so many experiences. if you don't feel like growing, it becomes a boring monotony... there is no reason not to grow. i look at some of my friends who are so comfortable where they are right now... who refuse to grow... they don't look forward, to the future. where do you WANT to be?
so i took a nice look at myself, and carefully drew out where i wanted to be in five years and in ten years. i am not going to share it with anyone. but it's my own construct. i know what i want. i may not have many friends who share that vision of ascending... so many of them are totally content with... hey... i'm in my twentys. fuck. i just want to have fun. i'm sitting here... i'm like... yeah. now's totally a time to have fun, but losing focus on what's next... one day your going to be caught off the ball, and freaking out... i did that once already when i was in college... wasn't a pretty sight... i don't want to be caught off guard like i did before...
so, to make myself self sufficient. i set 8 tenents...
*i will work every day of the week untill i can comfortably survive on my own.
*i will pay off my debts in every way i can.
*i refuse to compromise my beliefs for any reason.
*i refuse to present myself anything less than i believe i am.
*i will do everything i can to insure stability for those closest to me.
*i will keep my promises and attempt to keep them in a timely manner.
*i refuse to apologize for my self-centeredness
*i refuse to fail, one cannot fail if you grow in the process, but that doesn't mean compromising your goals to never fail
causality is my god. due process is my bible.
i am a man.
and my sin yells crucify louder than the mob that day
my sin yells crucify louder than any mouth.
welcome to my palm sunday.
regardless of how strong i am. i will always be propped up.
i saw "secretary" the other day...
i sat there thinking, regardless of how domninant i appear to be, i always crave that support. i can look so strong, but in reality, strength is weakness. the stronger you are, the more weaknesses you have. goliath was 23 feet high. he fell to a single stone... god, i wish i was as religious as i used to be... no i don't... it doesn't inspire me in the way it used to... i'm not who i was four years ago...
i mean, i think you should all take this away from this. that people are mirrors. the power of their strengths are equal to the power of their weaknesses. your weaknesses are your strengths... if you didn't have your weaknesses. you would have nothing. no one is unbreakable...
Apr. 9th, 2006 @ 06:23 pm
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people have been asking me.
what's my twenty favourite albums.
here they are.
with an added treat.
( so here's the twenty. my twenty favourite albums. )
( in addition to that. twenty songs that gives me goosebumps )
Mar. 10th, 2006 @ 12:09 am
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Step 1: Put your music player (iTunes, etc) on random.
Step 2: Pick your favorite lines from the first 25 songs that play.
Step 3: IM them to me (at evesummernight) and I will...
Step 4: Cross out the songs when someone guesses correctly with the persons name for who gets them right!
1. *easy* nothing that you do is new to anyone but you Jen Bobbie (jenniflower9), Brand New - Shower Scene
2. *easy* but it takes more than one person, so everyone jump on, i'll miss you when your just like them Bailey Kung (burst_bright), Jimmy Eat World - Your New Asethetic
3. *hard* do you like coffee, like whine, champagneful... Elizabeth (LizzieRiot), Braid - Do You Like Coffee?
4. *medium* i don't have the strength to get up and take another shot, and my best friend my doctor, won't even say what i got... Bob Dylan - Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues
5. *hard* fear as friend I wish I'd never kissed... faded hand to mouth as catalyst... technicolored static sender, secondguess my love for danger. Jawbox - Cooling Card
6. *easy* oh why can't i be making love come true Laura Sullivan (gen413), Weezer - Tired of Sex
7. *medium* i don't give a fuck if you fail me i'll follow my heart and if you follow the charts to the plaques and the stacks kanye west - get em high
8. *easy* and like the sun disappears only to reappear shes eternally here her time is near never conquered but here Rage Against The Machine - Maria
9. *easy* wait for me alright, i'm still a boy down there when you want to promise me that Coheed and Cambria - Junesong Provisional
10. *medium* well i'm not dead yet but the regrets are killing me American Football - The Regrets are Killing Me
11. *easy* your gonna go to the record store, your gonna give them all your money, radio plays what they want you hear, tell me it's cool, i just don't believe it... Jen Bobbie (jenniflower9), Reel Big Fish - Sell Out (with me oh yeah)
12. *easy* i'm still trying, that's more than i can say for him. Jen Bobbie (jenniflower9), Fall Out Boy - Grand Theft Autumn (Where Is Your Boy Tonight?)
13. *hard* hey man, i wanna fight with you, regardless of my feelings on the subject, it appears that i am going to. shellac - watch song
14. *medium* that she hides so well so well under that dress, my my, what an awful mess... does that dress fit alright? I want to know why it falls off and on... are you okay, baby? hopefully mississippi will end you like it did me... Laura Sullivan (gen413), Northstar - Two Zero Two
15. *easy* we tried to bleed the sickness but we drained our hearts instead Thrice - All that's left
16. *medium* go get your knife, go get your knife and kiss me Deftones - Knife Song
17. *medium* night time triggers the land mines, bedroom wounds, lovers like brigadiers, marching two by two... Bailey Kung (burst_bright), Cursive - The Casualty
18. *easy* i loved you gwenivere i loved you gwenivere i loved you Erin Blair (takeoverthewrld), Death Cab for Cutie - We Laugh Indoors
19. *near impossible* l.a. could never compare to me... i'm stalling from calling and i know that you're bawling deep down in your heart while we're graciously falling apart... laura sullivan (gen413), patent pending - LA
20. *hard* beware of betrayal which lurks in the hearts of all don't cloak the animosity living in a continuing soap opera where you are the coroner and i'm lying in the morgue Gatsby's American Dream - Epilogue
21. *medium *I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well... and I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help with all these wishes I make, i should buy something real... at least a telephone call home... erin blair (takeoverthewrld), bright eyes - lets not shit ourselves
22. *easy* and traveling amongst the charred fields of snow... i have become wounded... Bailey Kung (burst_bright), A Static Lullaby - Charred Fields of Snow (really super difficult)
23. *medium* we were too wasted to close the window, friends and family looking into my only hiding place. Metric - The Twist
24. *easy* see if i can bring myself to the brink of giving up, i never follow through you tell me all the time Bayside - Phonecalls From Poland
25. *hard* I try but I can't remember the color of your eyes... just the shape of your dress. adam nowek (number1alien), mewithoutyou - gentleman
for what's left...
-one song is from 1965...
-one song is the last song on the album...
-one song is real dyed in the wool indie... complete with female lead singer...
-two songs are by bands that i would classify as post-hardcore (one being prog, the other being punk)
-one song is a 2 minute (ish) long pop song... but it's not guided by voices.
-two songs are written by chicago artists... one produced nevermind, the other got gawked at by michael myers.
-one song is by rage against the machine, cursive, and deftones. (but not written by all three)
-one song is by a dischord band that went to a major label (only one of two to ever do so, the other being... shudder to think, which the drummer was a former member of the band that wrote this song).
-one song's line follow, 'imitated and watered down, selection breathes on it's own".
Feb. 6th, 2006 @ 07:39 am
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Post an ANONYMOUS comment with the following:
1. One secret.
2. One compliment.
3. One non-compliment.
4. One love note, but it does not have to be for me.
5. Lyrics to a song.
6. How old you are.
7. How long we've been friends.
8. And a hint to who you are.
9. After you do it for me, put it in your LJ and see who does it for you
Sep. 7th, 2005 @ 09:57 am
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( Three Studies of A Crucifiction, written in 2003 )
( Stars, written in 2004 )
( The Seventh, written 2005 ) </span></p>
/lj cuts...
i've started writing more... that's all...
this is what i've done
what's next is soon.
Sep. 5th, 2005 @ 11:31 pm
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i'm figuring i can make a statement
and it goes out to all the world
of memories that i haven't experienced yet
and battles that i haven't yet lost
today is a day of change
and a stave for all who care
my mouthpiece is that of hope
and my hands are of compassion
the tounges of fire never stop
their job of destroying what we all once knew
growth beyond bounds and peace beyond peace
will restore faith in what we can't
the giant's foot will never cease
trying to shut me out from the sun
but the heat of the earth
and it's natural passion resounds
i am the world, encompassing, terrifying
i am the dreams, bare and gratifying
i am the soul, homeless and alive
Aug. 8th, 2005 @ 08:20 pm
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hey that guy looks like a monkey.
yep, sure right he does!
this happened less than 24 hours after the bombing in london, while being in the UK, with the Tanzanian President, joking, or choking
what a newb
Jul. 11th, 2005 @ 06:33 pm
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see, the way i think of it
it's over
everything
i'm walking into my life knowing that everyone who i once knew isn't that person anymore... the more people i once knew, the more it's apparent. what i don't get is how to remain friends with them when they've changed into something that you don't know... it's like going up to them and saying, who are you? i don't know you anymore... and i feel like that's happening, to all my friends, past and present. what i knew and admired them for they all are the antithesis of that. they all, like myself, embrace what they once hated.
maybe it's because i'm getting all churchy again. but fuck, this annihilation of my co-past/present is getting to me. fucking langoliers. always catching up. it's always cycling again, i run on it. no. but it's not, really, it's more like a spiral. much like how time is, because time isn't circular, and it isn't linear. it has patters, and ergo, it's a helix. and right now, i've grown, i'm taking this away that i've grown, and i'm moving on, growing up, beating denial and distrust in the face. fuck you all. i hate being doubted, i hate the fact that i'm not trusted.
YOU: you confuse the shit out of me. what's your direction, what's your motovation, and did you see that big looming shadow called the XX buzzing around. if so, did you not care?
YOU: are one of those people i don't know, and i don't know if i'm supposed to know you anymore, i don't know. i wish i did, sometimes i wish i knew you, and i wish you knew me, heck this is really sounding vague, but i meant one person in particular. but i can say to discern this, i've bonded to you a lot, and it worries me because i still have that bond and it's not forgotten, don't think i don't remember, because i remember alot, even though i'm a pfailure.
YOU: are my relief lately, your always there when i need to talk, and i don't even know you that well, i hope that changes. i like that. thank you and good luck studying.
YOU: i can honestly say i don't like who you are right now. i don't approve of it, i don't like it. i don't know who you are anymore. i don't recognize you. and someday, maybe, you might realise that i'm not lying to you. you told me once that you felt stagnant and you needed to do something to change. you've done exactly what i've done, you've bulletproofed your exterior and became a cold heartless bitch without emotion anymore. exactly what i am. stop it. your better than that, you don't have to be that way to fit in, fuck, you don't have to fit in, don't conform yourself to what other people want, and for fucks sake, for fucking once fucking care about yourself. christ kid, i don't want you used and alone on the side of the road because someone took advantage of your nature. take control of your desires. believe in something. be yourself and not someone else. what ever happened to "I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR ANYBODY BUT ME!"?
YOU: think i have no control over myself. i'm not a fucking alcoholic. i do realise that i do it because i fucking hate things. i do it to forget. i will continue to as long as i need to. thank you.
YOU: don't have a live journal. you also don't live anywhere close by. you haunt me. you are trying to run from everything and go find your little cove by the ocean where you can hide out. but, someday, i hope you come around and say hi. because i miss hearing from you.
YOU: i don't know yet, but that doesn't stop me from talking to you, i don't really actually know you at all, but you do know i've worn a skirt. and that's important. for the record, i can't bowl, i make a mean tiramisu, i have really long arms, i work at the olive garden, and i used to live in DC.
YOU: have become one of my closest friends. but your a poopoo-head. "i know the gobstoppers are bad but i want one!"... you get what you deserve. heh, you just logged online. and now you just logged off. strange. anyways, hopefully we won't pull a john nolan-jesse lacey stint... but if we do, lets make excellence off it.
YOU: always make me smile. you also don't have an lj, but i'm feeling like saying. i'm sorry you have a boyfriend. that makes me sad.
YOU: lied to me. got caught in a lie, and probably will tell me that you weren't lying. and that i'm lying in what i said that you said. i fucking heard it with my mouth, you overstated a story, hardcore. and now you should pay the price. i mean, it's not like lying at market day but it's about my friends and my friend's opinion of me. that's unthinkable. i can't wait to get away from you.
YOU: need to hold me. i'm getting weary of this shit. hold me. hold me hold me. god... ugh. i can't imagine anything more than just being with you, making me feel that i'm okay, smiling. but, hey, wishful thinking.
May. 16th, 2005 @ 02:51 am
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mom = super gay this evening
planned: sleepover at erick. erick would pick me up and we'd head down to his hut, i'd be back at 10:30 to go back to work at 11:30...
actual: mom said "no, your not going out, you haven't taken a shower today and your room is a disaster."
i said, fine i'll clean my room and wash up, and then i'll go.
mom: "no, your still not going out"
me: "why not?"
mom: "because you wake me up every night, you or your friends, every time, i just want one good nights sleep"
me: [thinks, *hey, if dad didn't snore like a train every night you could sleep better*] "well, that's why i was planning on sleeping over at ericks, he was gonna pick me up and i'd be back at 10:30 tomarrow morning to go to work, and i will be home at 10:30 because they're leaving for rock island at 11."
mom: [forcefully] "i said NO."
me: "uh, okay?"
Dan Exits
A Few Minutes Pass
Dan Enters
me: "i think i am going out tonight, i mean, it was part of my curfew agreement that i could stay out till 1, and later if i wasn't driving"
mom: "yeah, and you hold up your end of the bargain well, so the answer is still no, this is the first time i've told you to stay home, so just stay home"
so, i'm staying home, but i'm going to the bathroom at 3 in the morning just to piss her the fuck off...
oh god she makes me so mad...
May. 12th, 2005 @ 11:05 pm
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Blissfully nonMormon
-10 Orthodoxy, -4 LDS knowledge, -14 Cultural homogeneity
Orthodoxy ranges from (-) anti-, non- and liberal Mormon, to mainstream, conservative, and fundamentalist Mormon (+). | | You don't hate Mormonism or anything; to each his own. Giving
up sex, alcohol, and 10% of your income to a church that puts
saccharine "family" commercials on TV just seems like a bad deal to
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My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 9% on Orthodoxy | | You scored higher than 18% on LDS knowledge | | You scored higher than 42% on Homogeneity |
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