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Incase you weren't paying attention, this is the real reason you should be watching Heroes right now:
Of course I took the milo!sex and made it into horrible violent emo things. I didn't mean to, honest; I took 15 milligrams of adderol and had about four cups of highly caffinated Irish tea this morning, so I'm fucking freaking out, okay? OKAY! I DIDN'T SLEEP.
These icons ave so many layers you wouldn't even know what do with them.
FUCK.
Did I page stretch anybody? Should that be under a cut?
I'm listening to Alive With The Glory of Love 'cuz I put it in my "it's super gray out and I haven't slept and I'm all hopped up on drugs that make me think too much" play list and I realized that I've never met Trablinka. Molly, I haven't even seen a photo of Trablinka.
You know, I've listened to this song so many times, and every time I jam out to it, part of me is like "this isn't about the fucking holocaust, it's too rad!" and then I'm like "blah blah Ghetto, blah blah Axis, blah blah Trablinka, blah blah horribly sad ending...... it's too easy to dance to."
Rock out to this shit with me, kids. Think about if you'd have ever guessed it was about the holocaust if you were just listening to it for the fist time. THE MUSIC VIDEO KILLS YOU WITH ADORIBLE. Again, even though it's about the holocaust. How do you pull that off?!
MOLLY I MISS YOU SO BADLY TODAY THAT IT HURTS
That could just be my heart trying to explode from the caffeine. But I'd rather die exploding with love for you than of a legal drug overdose. The first option is way more epic. I'm all about epic right now.
DON'T TOUCH ME, BUG. I'LL KILL YOU.
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[22 Oct 2005|05:42pm] |
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GUESS WHO I GAVE MY PHONE NUMBER TO!!!
Not that he'll call. He has better things to waste his time on.
But still! I'm proud of myself for not running away! Even when these two girls started shouting at him from across the street. Le sigh. Oh well. I wish Leon still lived in America...
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[09 Sep 2005|06:49pm] |
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This is an entry coming to you straight from my NEW COMPUTER!!! EEEE!!! Okay, end entry. I gots stuff to do.
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[30 Jul 2005|04:25pm] |
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VACATION VACATION VACATION I'll be back on the eighth. :)
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[13 Jul 2005|12:14pm] |
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Well, I was going to write a terribly exciting entry about how Carolyn threw me into Uncle Wilber's Fountian last night in the park, but then I realized that Shawn is going to be put to sleep around five today, and that sort of just put a damper on things. God, I miss him already... poor little guy.
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[25 Jun 2005|02:10am] |
LAND OF THE DEAD WAS FUCKING AMAZING!!!
I went by myself and this guy Matt from work fround me and was like, "What are you doing at a movie all by yourself!?" and I had to explain to him my situation (the having none friends and all) and he made me sit with him and his friends, who were really cool. One of them even freaked out at the Serenity trailer, and I was like, "OHEMGEE, YOU LIKE FIREFLY?!" and he was like, "Fuck yes!" and we high fived in the middle of the theater. It was pretty cool.
Okay so now I need to take my anxity medication so I can sleep. Yay.
PS: Matthew Elizabeth Harrison Clawson, if you're reading this: I hope you get impaled.
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[16 Jun 2005|10:02am] |
You Are 20 Years Old |
20
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
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[06 Jun 2005|01:51am] |
So we had a super time escaping from el policia on the way back from Denny's tonight. God, I don't even know! Brad is just the dumbest! (And I mean that in a very caring way.)
Okay, quick summery of life since I last posted: Stepped on Leon's foot, got out of school, picked up Blaise, Decided to make Henri run away, got drunk at my house while playing game-cube and x-box and watching Anime with John and Carolyn, got a cool coworker named Natasha that I played soccer with when I was a weeun, sang an epic balled about a sea cucumber named Frow, got drunk at Gold Camp and made friends with some other hooligans, got drunk at Carolyn's and hot tubbed and then played Resident Evil until four in the morning while blind drunk (LOUIS DIED!!! OHH EMO TEARS!), battled with John in Carolyn's bed with a big plastic lamp, asked the lady at Village Inn for "well done" eggs, Drove Carolyn around after Steve died at a Shell and we had to get him towed, knocked Carolyn's cat out the window, worked out at the Y, read Tarot cards on Carolyn's roof with Julie the beast, Decided to go camping, escaped to Denny's with John Brad and Carolyn and then hid from the police when Brad was driving us home like a drunkard.
yaaaayyy.
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[17 May 2005|05:46pm] |
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By which I mean to say, all the really cool entrys that I'm sure you're actually interested in reading are protected. All the random stuff, or quizzes or things that I want everybody to know you can see... but they're so not even as cool as my other entries.
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[17 May 2005|05:27pm] |
I am offically a stalker and damn proud of it. So after I made such a big fuss about not being able to find Leon at year book signing, we dropped Beth off at this place AND as we are driving back, we see.... LEON!! Walking to the post office!! So I'm like OH MY FUCKING GOD! And Carolyn flips a bitch and we drive to the post office, where we follow him in and get in line behind him, pretening Carolyn needs to get the prices to mail a package to Korea. Meinwhile... While she's asking the post office man stupid questions, I attack Leon and find out he's leaving for New Mexico for a week like... tommrow, but he's coming back for a few days after!!! And so I gave him my phone number!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and he said he'll call me when he gets back and we can hang out.
Did I mention he was the most beautiful thing that ever lived?
I'm a little excited.
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[07 May 2005|02:21pm] |
AHHHHHHHHHHH PROM!!!! *panics*
The lady at the eyebrow place ripped the skin off of one of my eye brows...
I'll just tell everybody I got into a fight with a pirate, and he hit me in the face with a cheese grater or something. *cough*
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[20 Apr 2005|09:12pm] |
I just had a near death experience. No memories flashed, just break lights.
Remind me never to let Carolyn drag race creepy Mexicans while I'm in the car again.
Ohhh I feel ill.
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[15 Apr 2005|09:08pm] |
Worst story of my mother fucking life. My wallet fell out in Carolyn's car the night she left for Kansas, and it's got my school ID and my drivers permit in it. That means that I can't go to the concert tonight, and I can't schedual an appointment to get my licence until she fucking comes back!! Christ, I'm upset now.
God, and my dad was being a jackass about it too... We were walking out to the car and I was like "Wait! I left my school idea in Carolyn's car!" and he gave me this look and then leaned over and rapped me on the head with his knuckles and was like, "Helloooo?" I was so close to just decking the man. He then proceeded to tell me I should have thought of a "better place to leave it." Because you know, I totally INTENDED for it to fall out of my purse when I wasn't looking. God.
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[15 Apr 2005|07:48pm] |
So that Jacqueline kid. What a badass. I'm going to the concert tonight... Sonja was like OMG SCHOOL CONCERT EW, but I'm gonna try and have a good time and quit thinking about boys. Whoooo. Because I hate them and don't need them. Oh yeah, that's right.
I wish Carolyn weren't in stupid Kansas........ GOSH.
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[07 Apr 2005|01:20am] |
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I am reading Time Line, and it is scaring the bejesus out of me, let me tell you. Though, there is one thing I have to say for quantum phyics... some where in the multiverse, right now, Conor Oberst and I could be getting it on in a private million dollar suite. Oh yeah.
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