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Sep. 8th, 2005
06:45 pm - Romantic Tip of the Week
When returning home after being away from your lover for far too long (for me a weekend is far too long), eat lots of ice on the way home from the airport. It will make your homecoming that much more... invigorating.
sillyJul. 30th, 2005
01:14 am - I am speechless.
Except to say that today is without a doubt the best day of my life.
ecstaticMay. 22nd, 2005
06:38 pm - I love her, but...
NOT WHEN SHE COMES HOME REEKING OF CINNAMON!!!
It's not like she doesn't know. Just the other day she brought me home one of those fancy coffees, and assured me that it had no cinnamon in it. It's really very sweet of her that she does those kinds of little things for me.
And then... *facepalms*
Today's lesson: five hours is NOT enough time for a truly pungent smell to dissipate.
Now I'm off to the store to buy a couple cases of tomato juice. I didn't sleep very well, either.
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nauseatedApr. 16th, 2005
10:53 pm - Proof that it is my destiny to be the next Darth Vader
My penis's new name is Darth Vader the Fierce Little Softball Bat.
Mar. 7th, 2005
05:46 pm - Time flies...
Early yesterday evening Alexia's mom asked what time we were planning on leaving for the airport. HAH! Nikki and I totally forgot at what time our flight was due! Luckily we didn't have to pack much and we were all ready to go, so we're all safe and sound in Fullerton now. We'll be here through two weeks, then we are going to Mexico with Alexia' familiar.
It's a damn good thing there's someone to remind us of these things. While visiting Alexia we met rad people and we had been pretty wrapped up in it all.
amusedFeb. 17th, 2005
12:01 am - Clock strike ten it’s a saturday night, Got money in my pocket and it feels all right.
I hate you.
So hi everyone. How's life?
blahJan. 30th, 2005
08:27 pm - Until one day they aren't precious and innocent any more...
Maybe I messed up. And if you don't know what happened, then don't worry about it.
Listen to the wind blow
Down comes the night
Break the silence
Damn the dark
Damn the light
And if
You don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain.
discontentJan. 2nd, 2005
01:36 pm - There's only two songs in my heart, and I'm writing the third.
So I'm sitting here, hands shaking, trying to figure out what to do next. I hate it how some people can be so smooth and just pull themselves together and think quickly on their feet when they need to. I, however, can't do that. But sometimes you have to try. Make awkward situations work. That's hard to do. I think everything went okay. Everything I told her. I think it all made sense. I hope I didn't ruin anything. I think... it all worked out. Aside from the last thing I said to her. I lost my 'cool' and couldn't think of anything. I hate the noise of my fingers chattering against the keys. I don't know what to do now.
listlessNov. 22nd, 2004
12:21 pm - Am I the only one who didn't even know what Otown is to begin with?
Not to mention even though they're back I'm still not fully aware of what/who they are. Animal, mineral, or vegetable?
Thanksgiving is Thursday? Not familar with it. Sorry.
Now who wants to date me? Don't rush me all at once.
I am bored. Take care of yourself and eachother, go vegan, hug some trees, smoke up, blah blah later.
boredNov. 1st, 2004
06:10 pm - Subject: (optional)
Hey guys.
I finally got my password back. Thank god because obviously this journal world just wouldn't be the same without me.
Yesterday sucked. Anyway so Chris was talking to a lot of hot girls he thinks he is single or something. Bitch this don't fly. He also kept picking up signs people left on the floor and would hold them up for people to read. What is wrong with my friends?
I think he dumped Jane...again. This would be where you all comment with bets on how long it will take them to get back together.
Anyway don't expect many updates from me since I will be lacking a career for the next six months or so.
Iggy is a very scary man and doesn't own a single shirt. He also has a very hot women follow him around with a poodle all the time.
Okay so your people call my people and we'll all have lunch, bye.
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