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(no subject) [May. 16th, 2007|11:28 am]
[music |Iggy Popp- Fall In Love With Me]

I burst a blood vessel.


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(no subject) [Feb. 21st, 2007|10:56 am]
[mood |weirdweird]
[music |Rolling Stones- Paint It Black]

My great-grandma died last week. Apparently she had this weird thing with the number 13 kinda like I do. Her phone number was something-something-something-1313. Her address was 913. Hospital room 130. She had thirteen grandkids. Etc. Etc. I was born on October 13 at 2:13. I weighed 7 lbs. 13 oz. Etc. Etc. So she died last Sunday at 1:13 am and the clock that was hanging on the wall with a new battery is stuck at 1:13. The battery has been changed twice and the clock won't budge. Weird, eh?

I tried a piece of Patrick's nicotine gum the other day. Apparently, if you're quitting smoking, it gives you this amazing euphoric feeling. If you've never smoked in your life, it just gives you a headache and a touch of nausea.
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Not to disappoint... [Feb. 14th, 2007|09:34 pm]
[mood |happyhappy]
[music |Modest Mouse- Dashboard]

I post this every year and this year is no different.

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I find it just as funny as the first time.
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Not everyone should procreate. [Jan. 24th, 2007|11:38 pm]
[mood |cynicalcynical]
[music |Ani DeFranco- Anticipate]

Today at work I watched a mother check out with her 2-3 year-old son on a self check-out lane. The child, as a typical child, climbed around on the self check-out bagging area, thus interrupting the mother's checking out. So, she grabbed him and yelled, "Get the fuck off that. What the hell is wrong with you?" and smacked his little wrists. It was very obvious that this child was born into an abusive relationship. This poor little boy came into this world being resented and is most likely headed for future years of abuse and pain. It really disturbed me. Ironically when I got home, there were some old pictures laid out. Candid pictures of my cookie-cutter family naturally smiling and laughing. My parents are the kind of people that were born to be parents. My brothers and I were loved and wanted. We had the kind of childhood and upbringing that every child deserves to have and few do. My heart honestly aches for that child. He didn't have a chance. It's just not fair. Every child deserves to be a wanted child, a loved child.

I think I want to work for Planned Parenthood.

Still no real news about Patrick. He's in army purgatory. Hopefully [good] news to be coming in the next week.

I should have called C.P.S. on that bitch.
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(no subject) [Dec. 28th, 2006|11:18 am]
[mood |annoyedannoyed]
[music |Rage Against The Machine- Sleep Now In The Fire]

If one more person tells me, "freedom isn't free," I am seriously going to roundhouse kick him or her in the face.

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"Just stay with me and I'll have it made..." [Oct. 26th, 2006|03:14 pm]
[mood |happyhappy]
[music |Blind Melon- No Rain]

So, George Dubya Bush will be literally down the street from my house speaking at my old high school gymnasium, where we ate White Castles at prom breakfast, the Lunch League was formed and I graduated. And I really can’t bring myself to care. I’m not trying to be disrespectful. I just… don’t care. People laugh at me for this, but one of my biggest qualms with Bush is his complete inability to speak. I would get chills when Clinton spoke. I’m not asking for Clinton. Just not Qualye-esque. I’d just be disappointed with him and his speech. As always. I’d rather stay home. Also, over 4,000 tickets were dispersed. Hah. You can't fit 1,000 people in that gym. Hah. Can you imagine 4,000 angry Republicans trying to squeeze in that little gym? Hilarity ensues!

My computer INSISTS it is January 1, 1988.

I canvas for Baron Hill now. Good times. I feel like a Mormon. My job is to get kicked off various porches. Ray, that was a joke. I respect you and your religious convictions. It’s actually not bad. The money is pretty decent and it’s extremely laid back. As I was working the phones, someone stumbled across some type of Mike Sodrel campaign song. It’s hilarious. Sounds like John Ashcroft’s “Let The Eagles Soar.” In fact, I’ll bet John Ashcroft produced it. It was kinda glorious.

Has anyone seen the Michael J. Fox ad for stem-cell research? It will make you effing cry. Check it out…


Lately, I’ve been listening to a lot of music I’ve neglected for the past couple years. Tonight it was Dashboard Confessional. It’s funny how you’ll put in something that hasn’t had a spin in years and you still remember all the words and wonder why you retired it.

I’ve also been… baking… a lot. I come from a long line of liberal women who can’t cook. I’ll always remember my great-grandma, Gigi, putting important documents and other random things in the oven. Because, “What in the hell else are you going to do with an oven?” My mom recently bought me a cookbook. I think more in an effort to break the cycle and not have to rely on take-out for the rest of my life and not so much in an effort to domesticate me and turn me into an apron-wearing, Volvo-driving soccer mom. But as a result, I discovered that baking relaxes me. So I’ve been doing it a lot. And feeding everyone many banana-nut muffins and what-not.

I’m 20 now. I feel old. But for different reasons. Life is good.

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"What are YOU wearing for Halloween?" [Oct. 21st, 2006|06:58 am]
[mood |amusedamused]
[music |Bush- Letting The Cables Sleep]

"I'm thinking about going as a kitty cat. I'm going to wear normal clothes and paint my face up as a cat. Then whenever somebody asks me what I'm supposed to be I'm going to scream, 'I'M A FUCKING KITTY, WHAT ARE YOU RETARDED?!' It will be funny to me."
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(no subject) [Sep. 6th, 2006|01:05 pm]
[Current Location |The freakishly quiet IUS library where I now live]
[mood |crankycranky]

While rushing from work to school, I was driving down the expressway, eating a drive-thru chicken sandwich and texting simutaneously to be now in the library B.S.ing a paper that I forgot was due today on my personal ethical concerns I have about the news media.

Yeah. School's back in session.

Someone put me out of my misery. Please.
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(no subject) [Sep. 5th, 2006|05:03 am]
[mood |weirdweird]
[music |Fergie- London Bridge (Shut up)]

Steve Irwin, a.k.a. "The Crocodile Hunter" died today along with my heart.

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(no subject) [Aug. 4th, 2006|07:40 pm]
[Current Location |Home finally]
[mood |happyhappy]
[music |Radiohead- High and Dry]

Back from camp today. Feels good to be out of the woods and back into civilization. I had a great time and will post pictures on Facebook tomorrow.

I feel so lucky for so many different reasons. I really feel at peace for the first time in a long time.
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