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i finally did it. i have a myspace account.
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[28 Jan 2006|11:58pm] |
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Saw the movie TRANSAMERICA yesterday night. It was good. There were lots of blowjobs and stuff in it.
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[24 Jan 2006|12:01am] |
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i love watching all 6 episodes of the x-files on TNT from 12 to 6 o'clock in the morning. ALL SIX EPISODES!! i don't sleep well...
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[23 Jan 2006|04:46am] |
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did you know that IKEA has a $0.99 breakfast?!
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[03 Oct 2005|09:07pm] |
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dear journal,
i like it when i get to laugh alot. but not by the means of someone poking their fingers into my armpits. i like it when i get to laugh at something no one else finds funny because it makes me look like i might have two personalities. i remember when my father use to pick me up from school and i would sit in the car and laugh alot about nothing. he would give me an odd look and if i could read his mind at that exact moment, he might have been wondering if i was entirely sane. i think up little jokes in my head and laugh at them because it lets me have secrets that aren't dangerous like real secrets that can stab like daggers.
i like it when brian makes me laugh alot.
and i like it when he plays with my hair.
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[21 Sep 2005|01:19am] |
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i love him love him love him...
i want stay underneath the covers
with the little yellow roses
dreamy eyes and shy smiles
our bodies weaved together in a tangle of limbs
lips and hips.
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[14 Sep 2005|06:21pm] |
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if g o d really existed, i would have a lot of ill feelings towards him(?)
because it is very absurd to be angry at someone or something that might or might not exist. and that makes me angry. if g o d really existed, wouldn't he(?) know that i truly want to believe in him(?) so very very badly that it makes my the very inside of my bones ache and my heart ache even more so. and if he(?) is aware of this little tidbit about me then why wouldn't he demonstrate himself(?) to me or to anyone else with a more stable mental condition than the man who houses himself in an old cardboard box that my eggshell general electric refrigerator came in. i'm not going to go by word of mouth or believe the written words of a few men who in today's time would all be active members of the very lucrative, very prestige society of the ALCOHOLICS ANON. these men claim to have witnessed a glorious light fall upon them from above the heavens which had the audacity to demand them to write about a certain someone who created mankind in all of it's innocence and blunder. it just doesn't sit right with me. so in turn, i will go and sit in for morning mass this very sunday and pray to you know who to give me the courage to believe in his(?) substance of faith in his(?) own creation. or talk to myself for an hour.
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[14 Sep 2005|12:21am] |
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brian is lovely. i love him lots.
while looking at my pet fish i start to wonder what they might taste like. i imagine that you would first have to somehow rid them of their eyes and cut off their fins. you would not have to descale them because they seem to be more delicate than the scales of larger fish and would probally desintegrate during the cooking process. the same can be said about the bones. it would be too much of a task to rid of their internal organs so those can be left unless the taste is too unpleasing. in that case, you would have to slice through the gills just below the head to remove the liver and heart. i believe that the reason people do not eat them is due to their small stature. perhaps we can use them the same way we use shrimp in cooking. goldfish fried rice. goldfish scampi. goldfish cocktail.
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[09 Sep 2005|03:00pm] |
the sky is a funny shade of bright today.
my cheeks feel flushed.
brian used to date woman who look like they should belong in glossy magazines. on the cover of an italian vogue. i look like i should belong in a sears childrens catolouge.
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[08 Sep 2005|04:52pm] |
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dear journal,
i have nothing intelligent to say.
today is dumb.
end.
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| friday. |
[02 Sep 2005|01:53pm] |
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what a lazy friday afternoon. let's hope it stays this way.
my eyes occasionally wander to the other side of the courtyard where he is.
it is a treat because rarely do we see each other. i will take this moment and make sure i do not end it prematurely. i will remember him coming in and asking if i wanted clam chowder but then taking it back because he remembered i was feeling ill this morning and getting me minestrone instead. i was suppose to bring him the jasmine tea we got down in chinatown along with his axe body spray but i forgot. so i will mouth the words "i love you" to him instead and maybe that will make up for being such a bad girlfriend.
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[26 Aug 2005|02:42pm] |
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everything is always mediocre.
i never try to make things better because even the thought of trying may lead to thoughts of failing. i would rather be ordinary than fail. is it fair to live this way? not so much.
to be able to fall into something marvelous and untamed without any doubt or hestitaion is simply impossible because for me to do so, i would have to completely transform. asking the moon to become a sun. or perhaps asking a star to become the sun. instead of being a twinkle in the mysterious sky, i can become the golden orb which gives life to the whole entire planet. to become a completely seperate entity with a familiar face. can i ask myself to achieve such a task? ok.
joi, can you become the golden orb which gives life to the whole entire planet?
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[22 Aug 2005|12:38pm] |
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+ i had my hair cut and my scalp treated(because i'm balding)by a man named alladin on saturday. it was nice considering i haven't had a professional haircut in about 4 years.
- skeevy guys hang out at my work all day.
+ brian is lovely.
- people who go into my work are asstards.
- i am the the only person employed at mashsti malones(glendale location) besides my manager so i'll probally be working everyday of this week.
+ i'm going on a cruise.
the end.
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[10 Aug 2005|02:47pm] |
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had a LotR marathon yesterday. have not seen any of the movies prior.
also...
ended a 4 year relationship with the boy with the eyes like glass.
met a new boy with sad eyes fluttery eyelashes and lips like the angels in a renasiance painting.
beauty flows out from his fingertips and if i could etch his words onto glass, i would.
AND...
we're going to get fish today.
ps.
i've decided to shun all new music and only listen to the cd's i bought back in the 90's.
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[01 Jan 2005|06:49pm] |
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i am currently lacking an internet connection. i shall be absent for a few weeks.
ps. happy new year.
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dear journal,
i am secretly very displeased with my life. i can almost say i'm unhappy.
girls with thin hips and plump lips are being mistaken for beauty even though nothing sacred will ever leave their mouths. tell them to go one day without painting their face because they might paint a masterpiece instead and they call me mad!
love has never once called me beautiful. i believed the word used to describe me was "cute". i never wanted to be beautiful anyways. i just wanted everyone to pretend i was.
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if there was ever a time even before God
we would run there
hidding our love in flowers of brilliant colors
humming the chords of fairy lullabies
and tasting your lips fleshy like forbidden fruit
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[30 Nov 2004|05:38pm] |
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my littlest petshop. pollypocket. blossom. saved by the bell. treasure trolls. doogie howser md. goosbumps books. my so called life. johnathan taylor thomas. gak. cupcake dolls. the babysitters club. TGIF. ahhh real monsters. beetlejuice. devon sawa. ducktales. coolio. lambchop's play along. pogs. sweet valley high. captain planet. ghost writer. "i feel like chicken tonight". dinosaurs(the show). my magic diary. mighty morphin' power rangers. ace of base. who's the boss. star search. american girl books. attack of the killer tomatoes. lion king soundtrack. eek the cat. anamaniacs.
puffy paint. skip it. magna doodle. caboodles. clarissa explains it all. the secret world of alex mack. bill nye the science guy. small wonder. where in the world is carmen san diego. highlights magazine for children.
** "hector" from ghostwriter is now willy the homosexual on this seasons real world: philadelphia.
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