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(no subject) [Jan. 24th, 2005|07:52 pm]
i'm moving to a new account.
for...well. anyways.
if you want to be informed of my new username, let me know
and i'll probably tell you
unless you smell.
then you're on your own.

[EDIT] oh okay, okay, it's _lentil_soup
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(no subject) [Jan. 23rd, 2005|07:23 pm]
[mood |indescribableindescribable]
[music |the om]

let's make a pact children.
from now on, what is in our livejournal
stays in our livejournal
i know i'm guilty of this too.
but i want to make amends.
lets not anger our friends and loved ones anymore.
let's make the world a better place.
just think about it.
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(no subject) [Jan. 22nd, 2005|02:16 pm]
[mood |chipperchipper]
[music |hear me out -- frou frou]

brilliant concert. just. awesome. wow. now i know why everyone was offering to take the ticket off my hands.
best part-everything.

worst part-i think the macaroni i ate at cracker barrel was tainted.
and i think heather's dad really didn't like turney. which was actually funny in it's own right.
i guess.

and turney finally brought me my christmas present (everything modest mouse ever made and a few other things he thought i'd like). so at least i'll have new music for a few days.

skiing tomorrow.
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(no subject) [Jan. 18th, 2005|07:38 pm]
[mood |happyhappy]
[music |new slang -- the shins]

don't you love days that are supposed to be terrible but turn out really well?
me neither.
the best supposed-to-be-bad tuesday i ever had.

(if you don't have the shins' album, BUY IT!)
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(no subject) [Jan. 17th, 2005|09:26 pm]
[mood |lovedle sigh...]
[music |closing time -- semisonic]


it was an awesome day. for various reasons. some i can't tell you because then heather would throw up. and i wouldn't want that for her. she's a nice girl.
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(no subject) [Jan. 14th, 2005|04:21 pm]
[mood |blankblank]
[music |crazy cat noises]

I am only so-so now, not all barfy and gross like I was this morning.

Ugh, thanks for the get-well cheer, Miss Holland. My mother goes to pick up my assignments and the woman yells at me for an article I mailed in YESTERDAY even though I was sick. Bitch.
Boston is the stupidest, most adorable kitten I've ever met. She kept jumping on my bare legs and sinking her claws into me. Now she goes from watching the birds outside the window with this frantic head bobbing mvoement to trying to find a way to scale the wall. Cheers, you crazy, dumb cat.

At least I got some writing done.

(PS, Boston just climbed my CD rack)
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(no subject) [Jan. 14th, 2005|02:27 pm]
[mood |sicksick]
[music |School of Rock...shut up]

i am sick.
but hey. heather = coolest kid ever for writing me a get well soon note on my mirror.
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(no subject) [Jan. 13th, 2005|04:49 pm]
my sister is WAY cooler than yours
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(no subject) [Jan. 12th, 2005|04:30 pm]
[mood |tiredtired]
[music |Tropical Island -- The Fiery Furnaces]

le sigh....

i feel as a beached whale.

i (stupidly) volunteered to miss second period in order to help the yearbook staff organize club pictures. it didn't actually occur to me that large groups of students act much like cattle. envision lots and lots of screaming. angry screaming.
then i was fortunate enough to miss the first fifteen or so minutes of pre cal (a blessing and a curse, i'm already a little behind) all over organizing the band, the biggest group which fortunately organized itself. Charles was a doll; he gave me his snare mallet so i could look menacing. bwhahaha. so nice to have a friend that understands. and. saw Turney. for about three seconds. My stupid boy is only in one club.

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(no subject) [Jan. 11th, 2005|04:53 pm]
[mood |angryangry/stressed]

i. fucking. hate. journalism. staff.
it is the most evil class in the universe.
i have to write stupid articles (this i should have expected, because, well. i do let the deadlines sneak up on me)
i have to follow really stupid regulations.
i will never ever be cut out for the journalism business.
why did i think this was a good idea?
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