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Me, I was the one out in the parking lot blubbering.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


my time at home was, as usual, a mindfuck. in between the "why don't you lose some weight" and "why don't you quit smoking" discussions, my mom and i always like to make a little time for the "why don't you find a nice boy" breakdown session, which results in me agreeing (just to shut her up) and her growing hysterical and proclaiming she'd rather be dead than have a lesbian daughter.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


This is not a life wasted; this is, very clearly, the life of a person having a great time.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


Getting smashed and super-obnoxious with my sister Lindy...I'm still not entirely sure what all we did, but on Saturday everyone kept saying that they were surprised we were showing our faces.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


This body, this sack of meat. Sometimes I really wish I could unzip it, toss it aside (pathetic, crumpled and pink), and crawl into a new and improved version. Something with flames painted along the sides, maybe.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


Fucking bastard universe with its sick sense of irony.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


I think my dad sometimes wants me to cry about stuff to him. That just isn't my way, though. He was REALLY shocked. "All your hopes... all your dreams..." he said. "Ummmm... dad? Are you trying to get me to cry or something?" I asked "Cause, I'm feeling pretty OK about the whole thing."
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Monday, August 4, 2003


That would just leave scars that no amount of therapy could ever hope to cure.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


Are there any questions?
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Monday, August 4, 2003


Thank god the liquor store is huge, and fully equipped. It had everything. EVERYTHING. Even Guinness! I could have wept I was so relieved. Thank you, Holy Father Frank; my alcoholism won't fade away after all.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


Maybe it's the drugs talking, but...OK, the drugs aren't talking at all and I've been staring at this screen for the past twenty minutes with my hand down my pants.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


I think what brought my grade school mates so close together was a large number of shared experiences. And by shared experiences, I mean a bunch of murders.
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Monday, August 4, 2003


Gentlemen of the East Coast: YOU CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF ME. SIMMER DOWN BEFORE I PULL ANOTHER MUSCLE AND YOUR TONGUE GOES DRY FROM ALL THAT DROOLING. That is all.
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Sunday, August 3, 2003


My band is also recording our new EP (with a budget and a producer!) so I am going to be really busy.
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Sunday, August 3, 2003


It was an enormous zit, the likes of which this world has never seen. To put it in perspective, if it were a vegetable, this pimple would have won a blue ribbon.
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Sunday, August 3, 2003


and met two new friends: a cat who, as Justin said, looks like the delicious mixture of Peanutbutter and mustard, and a Big Fucking Spider whom I think we should call "Herchel" because...that is just what I think.
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Sunday, August 3, 2003


Oh, isn't that so goddamn, eye-gougingly funny! Someone has jacked my credit card number and is using it to buy shitty satellite porn! HA HA HA. And what's this? Including overdraw charges, my account has lost almost five hundred dollars? Oh, man, ain't life something?
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Sunday, August 3, 2003


I’m drunk on my new Gold membership powers!
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Saturday, August 2, 2003


I sound whiny, and the truth is...I'm scared to death of turning 25. I know it sounds obnoxious, but, uh, I feel like I'm getting too old for how I'm living.
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Saturday, August 2, 2003


Pretty damn upset, I'll tell you that.
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Saturday, August 2, 2003


So hot. I love me some bad boys, spandex pants and all.
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Saturday, August 2, 2003


Of course the encore included “Dancing Queen,” which just whipped the crowd into a bat-shit frenzy. I don’t give two filthy kittens who you are or what you look like. All inhibitions just shed like bathrobes when that song comes on.
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Friday, August 1, 2003


I have been stuck at eight push-ups forever. Ten push-ups have felt as elusive as a good movie with Madonna in the lead.
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Friday, August 1, 2003


It’s like your mother always said, “Stop playing with your meat!”
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Friday, August 1, 2003


I didn't have the foresight to realize one of the consequences of my purchase: White cars get dirty fast.
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It’s better than Anal Probe.
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Friday, August 1, 2003


The cat's asleep in the hamper, there is a new chicken looking out at me from my "FANCY COCKS" calender, and my boyfriend has landed safely in LasVegas...all is right with the world.
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Friday, August 1, 2003


We'll spend the day treasure-hunting and imagining ships with black sails on the horizon.
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Friday, August 1, 2003


Lee's boyish good looks have women from coast to coast becoming more than just a little moist.
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Friday, August 1, 2003


The only part that kind of sucks is how gnarly I look afterwards - rumpled, oily, makeup gone, hair awry. Like I've crawled out of an extremely satisfying weekend sex marathon, you know?
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Friday, August 1, 2003


I'm always busy, always away from my desk, always off doing something that usually involves a computer, a meeting, or a clot of malignant co-workers bent on pouncing on my joie de vivre, stealing its lunch money, and threatening to kick its ass at the flagpole after school.
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"I just sorta thought... I mean... I always assumed that Harrison Ford was just sorta universally handsome. That anyone would agree. Y'know? Not like someone like... Vin Diesel. Some people actually think HE'S hot!" I said.
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Friday, August 1, 2003


When I don't know you and I'm sitting in your place of business at 10 a.m. on a Thursday morning, the last thing I want to learn about you is that lesbian threesomes turn your crank.
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Thursday, July 31, 2003


If you don't have a pool (or live near the ocean), why, WHY, am I still associating with you?
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Thursday, July 31, 2003


This was her argument. Because she saw some brat named Chloe hawking tampons or Yoo-Hoo, she was willing to change the entire identity of her child.
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Thursday, July 31, 2003


It’s strictly for stalking and stalking purposes only. Please do not abuse this privilege by messaging me with witty banter and the like. Only the deranged, okay?
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Thursday, July 31, 2003


Anyway, I have a new group of people to hate with every fiber of my being. Babies. I really fucking hate babies.
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Thursday, July 31, 2003


I'm debating whether or not to upgrade my status around here. I'm top dog as far as I'm concerned but I'm still hanging around the ghetto dump portion of Diaryland.
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Thursday, July 31, 2003


Matrix-like, she'd fly through the air swiping at the big dopy doves that always hung around. We'd always be coming home to find sorrowful little piles of bloody feathers, and a cat with a smug expression and suspiciously rotund belly.
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Wednesday, July 30, 2003


Little did I know that we were well past "too many" and deep into "critical population explosion."
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Wednesday, July 30, 2003


It’s damned hard to make an alluring gown out of toilet paper. Especially when one is fresh out of sequins or at the vary least, paper clips to snaz it up a bit.
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Wednesday, July 30, 2003


This has got to be the most pointless crush ever, except for the one I had on Luke Perry in 6th grade.
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Wednesday, July 30, 2003


Why does everything happen on the east coast of the US? Why doesn't anyone ever try to blow up freakin' california for once?
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Wednesday, July 30, 2003


Tomorrow I'm going to come in wearing a Mexican wrestler's mask and proclaim that I will break anyone in that class that attempts to mess with El LeeboZeebo LOCO....like so, with my knee.
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Wednesday, July 30, 2003


I once was at a party with a man who bragged that there wasn't anyone he couldn't teach to dance and after two hours of trying to teach me, he finally admitted that he had met his Waterloo.
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Wednesday, July 30, 2003


At this rate, my chest will disappear before I’m even within spitting range of size 12. And what then? Concave? Will men with mantits seek me out for slow dances?
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Wednesday, July 30, 2003


Well, it's finally happened. Hottie English Teacher digs me and we're going on a steamy date.
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


I'll just go ahead and say this. I'm going to fail my weight lifting class. There's no way around it. I tallied everything that I have to do up, and unless I become Mr. Universe sometime within the next week, I cannot possibly pass.
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


We stood around with more and more people showing up saying "How come the place is closed? Weren't you supposed to be on by now?"
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


either way, i was non-plussed, but restrained all desires to phlegm them. a civilized woman in an uncivilized world.
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


My natural instinct, of course, is to say "How is it going?" but that is too formal, so it comes out, usually, as "Howzit goin'?", and sometimes I get to stick the Canadian "Eh?" on the end, which re-affirms my patriotic pride in all things plaid and honey-glazed and such, and puts me in the mood to watch me some Strange Brew.
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


Well, there’s really nothing to say, except ... in our household, “Fuckface” is a term of endearment. Should you decide to come and visit, consider yourself warned.
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


Then they hooked a microphone up to the PA, and invited the resident 5-year-old badass to try his hand at improvising up some lyrics. It was scary...so scary, because he rocked so hard and his lyrics were totally amazing in a weird, dark, Zack de la Rocha / Jim Morrison / Jim Henson kind of way.
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


I look damned good. Damned good. You could hardly tell I was snaggle-toothed. Instead you see a fine and temptin’ piece of ass.
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


The silence in the truck, which heretofore could have been described as "a tad frosty" had dropped to something in the range of "nuclear winter".
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


Mostly, we will be camping on islands only accessible by boat and where you can only bring what you can carry. So we're still fucking hardcore, you fuckers.
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003


"Please drive to the next window.," the voice, with a Biggie Sized order of Judgment, replied.
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Monday, July 28, 2003


By looking within the deep recesses of my own mind I only manage to raise more questions than I answer, which is highly unsatisfying.
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Monday, July 28, 2003


What about that weird, attached part of my right ear? Does that count as a 'skin abnormality'? Oh, shit. My poor spleen. Wait, how can I tell if it's enlarged? Should there be a visible bulge? Oh, my god. I BULGE EVERYWHERE!"
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Monday, July 28, 2003


Last weekend someone went on and one about how I look like Bjork. But... she kept pronouncing it B-Jork. Over and over she kept saying the name. "You look SO MUCH LIKE B-Jork! Ohmygod! Totally like B-Jork!"
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Monday, July 28, 2003


While on stage, never simulate using a vibrator on a woman.
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Monday, July 28, 2003


He hugged me goodbye. I boob squished him. He smelled good. Kiwi Man Sweat should be bottled and sold as an aphrodisiac.
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Monday, July 28, 2003


I'd see her walk towards the bed, turn my head for a moment, and when I looked back there were blankets and sheets strewn about, pillows tossed here and there, and small controlled fires nibbling away at my foam bed pads.
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Monday, July 28, 2003


I got a new typewriter and I named it The Captain. It's a boy and non-electric. Heavy, smells of attics, grey with green keys...The Captain rules yer ass. Just so you know.
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Monday, July 28, 2003





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