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She said “Now you have a picture of my boobs on your boobs.” And laughed. So then I offered that maybe it was like lighting a candle at church. Sort of a sacrifice to the holy alter of boobies.
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


Note to self: stop speaking French with a Spanish accent.
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


Is it possible that Diaryland has finally arrived?

And more importantly, will there be an Induction To Online Society ball in which we all wear white dresses and dance with handsome cadets from the local military school? Because damn, there’s just nothing like rug burn from a fresh crew cut.

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Saturday, June 7, 2003


There's nothing better than counteracting my natural noxious aromas than some pretty smelling pants, you know?
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


While the fellas exchanged man-like handshakes I slapped ‘em on the ass then walked on home.
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


I feel like I’m trapped in the “full menstrual jacket” episode of sex and the city.
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


The National language of Florida is Spanish.
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


Holy Chocolate Jesus Pies Batman, that just rules!
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


It is certain that someone out there will buy that tape for the express purpose of mastubation.
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


"Banzai, White Devils! Your test brings dishonor to me and my family! I'll see you in the next world, shameful worm-people! Blaaarrrggghhh!"
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


I'm sure if my father found out I'd been fired he would raise a finger heavenward and say "No one fires MY son!" and then he'd go into the tribulation closet and find the guns and oreos and he'd set about taking out the entire Girl Scouting orgainization...one by one.
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Saturday, June 7, 2003


Just admitting that I don't have a thing about shoes is probably enough in some circles to trigger a demand for DNA testing STAT to confirm that I actually am, you know, a woman.
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Friday, June 6, 2003


Sadly, there was no brain-eating. I always get a little bit of childlike hope in my heart that there will be brain-eating in movies about cannibals.
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Friday, June 6, 2003


Speaking of my acupuncturist... can acupuncture make you horny? I swear to god he keeps getting cuter and cuter.
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


Life sucks, so I can’t be the fun-loving and mischievous Annie you all have come to know and love.
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


the next day they show up with tickets to something or other i don't want to do and it blows a perfectly good weekend of sitting around on my ass watching it get bigger.
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


I hate June so much that I'd being willing to grow an ass pimple just so I could say, "Hey June, lick my ass pimple, you dill hole."
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


I guess you could question Gibson's concept of presenting feminine beauty as something that will reflect her lover's face rather than present her own.
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


French word for croissant is...croissant. French word for baguette is...baguette.
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


Is Bill Oscar-Winning Director Steven Soderbergh?
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


I use citronella, a natural compound which is an amazingly ineffectual bug repellant but which my spousal unit claims has a lock on the title of Best Penis Repellant Ever.
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


That picture's going to give me fucking nightmares, though. Christ. He looks like that guy from Star Trek whose name I can't remember cuz I'm not a fucking nerd, alright? I just saw a poster once.
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


Esteban says that he’s an atheist, but he seems to believe in God once a month, when he utters a prayer of thanks that he was born with a Y chromosome.
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


This was actually lisa’s last day, so when the woman said, “why don’t you ask one of those guys to help you?” lisa felt compelled to respond with “why don’t you eat my shit?”
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


I never want to hear the word “erection” come out of Jerry Lewis’ mouth EVER again!
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Thursday, June 5, 2003


Every once in a while, I think I hear the faint sounds of the ghost of my stereo, crying out in protest against its most vile kidnapping.
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Thursday, June 5, 2003



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Thursday, June 5, 2003


Ryan: Todd's eatin' a nanner.
Lee: Or a carefully disguised penis.

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Thursday, June 5, 2003


It was almost like an all-new interpretation of the songs. I liked it. Plus, they're all into trying new things and I like getting hit doggie style. Musically, of course.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


And so, in a pathetic attempt to have the coolness rub off on me, I've gone and bought me a SWiSH tee shirt.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


10 days until my "Charro the Cuchie-Cuchie Girl" themed wedding at the Viva Las Vegas Wedding Chapel
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


I've pulted my gershings and whipno'ed my tay!
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


I suspect that his head is filled with ground up pigbits and bovinebits, and that it's all mushy in there...
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


And it's not like he's going to get some horrible terminal illness and we'll establish a bond in his last days when we both realize that life is short and love, love, love. No. Time or words or cancer can't fix this shit.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


“I would have thought you’d try to draw attention AWAY from your ears.”
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


it's oppressively hot. i didn't know they had seasons on this here side of the bay. color me sweaty.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


Bah, what a world, what a world. I feel like chortling that, like the Wicked Witch of the West, which would be appropriate because I really enjoy her stripey socks.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


I still have fond memories of being judas, despite feeling like a hypocrite, since I was clearly on the non-god team at that point. But still, I killed.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2003


"U. G. L. Y. You ain't got no alibi! You ugly, hey hey, you ugly!"
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Tuesday, June 3, 2003


I seem to accidentally sprayed some extra urine.
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Tuesday, June 3, 2003


When that happens I shall drop trou and bend over and let the entire Girl Scout national staff kiss my meaty bottom.
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Tuesday, June 3, 2003


Not only did we see dolphins twice but there was this huge fucking ray swimming, like, two feet away from us. It was so neat. I wanted to catch it and use it as a floaty.
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Tuesday, June 3, 2003


While we were at the mall I also bought a container of Coconut Body Butter from The Body Shop and jesus fucking christ that stuff is awesome. I want to eat it. I want to roll in it naked. I want to ice a cake with it.
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Tuesday, June 3, 2003


In a stunning display of athleticism, I attempted to slide into second base tonight, and then my cleats out witted me.
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Tuesday, June 3, 2003


nothing spells armageddon quite as mmm mmm good as two headed turtles. yummy delish.
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Tuesday, June 3, 2003


Jesus! Don't you guys know it's really obvious that you're looking down our shirts? I mean, I know they're spectacular... but geez!
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Tuesday, June 3, 2003


Anthony talked about butthair a lot.
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Monday, June 2, 2003


"Hey, uh, you guys don't mind if I air guitar, do ya?"
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Monday, June 2, 2003


Operation: Find a New Lady Friend Without My Penis Inexplicably Shooting Out of My Shorts will be fully in effect. But not, you know, too fully.
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Monday, June 2, 2003


I can't leave the info with my family because my mother will be on the phone with the Paris hotel everyday, making sure they're sanitizing their sheets and accusing them of ripping us off.
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Monday, June 2, 2003


I’d also like to take this time to address the good folks at The Learning Channel. I’m sure you’re doing a great public service by devoting airtime to the lives of hermaphrodites.
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Monday, June 2, 2003


My hips hurt. I do not know why my hips hurt. Normally, they only hurt like that when… well, let’s just say it shouldn’t hurt from just laying hard wood and never speak of it again.
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Monday, June 2, 2003


“Did he tell you about the ‘little flapping penises all over the place’?”
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Monday, June 2, 2003


Ella just has a way about her voice that just makes you think you've never heard her before and you just have to enjoy her right over from the very beginning.
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Monday, June 2, 2003


They eat things you would only consider if, say, you were perhaps competing on Fear Factor.
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Monday, June 2, 2003



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Monday, June 2, 2003





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