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I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone. And all the people are pigs. And I'm the pretty one, but everyone thinks I'm ugly because they're all pigs and they think pigs are pretty.
wait a minute actually i don't think i'm pretty i just think you're a pig tee hee
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[10 Feb 2007|04:45pm] |
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I'm such a fucking wreck.
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[10 Jan 2007|01:18pm] |
SOO yesterday was a lovely day. I had Indian food at the Raj Mahal with Andrea, Liz, Gabi, Margaret, Kevin, Ahmed (? i do not spell Egyptian), Jon, and Rafael. Yayz. I NEVER expected before college to want to go get Indian food. There are very few things I will eat, but the things I do eat....are scrumptious. Our waiter was such a cunt though ew. The last time we went to the Raj Mahal all together we had only the greatest waiter in the universe. This one caught such an atitude with us for the stupidest reasons and then bitched about his lack of tip. uuMMMMM... fuck your shit evil waiter man. Then a couple of us stepped in this really cool store with chimes and instruments and pretty colors and a woman who converted everyone to Buddhism by making us chant nam-myoho-renge-kyo five times and we're going to see her band and dance a lot. Then we went to Horus Cafe for some hOooKaHHhhHh time. Haha. We got two hookahs....Egyptian Pharaoh and mango. Kevin's boss was there and he kept buying drinks for him and Gabi because he thought they were on a date and he was trying to help a sista out haha. It was great fun. It was a lovely night. Oh, I mean, I screwed up, because Eddy has no respect for women and I accidentally voiced that in front of Gabi his one true love in life ANNND hes pissed at me.
On the way back from the hookah bar me and Andrea saw the bum I gave money to on Monday. I love nice bums. They're so nice. I am redundant. His name is Bobby and hes a cool cat. I gave Andrea who is my secret santa her gift....I got her this bat thingy with what I thought was a FROG on it but some argue that its an INSECT. I still believe its a frog (as much as I harbor this passion for buggies) because it only has four legs and bugs have six. Soo. Fuck yo shit. Andrea got me a Billy Joel record... I love Billy Joel. I showered....we smoked out of the froggie....we went to beddy-bye after Eddy established his anger with me and I don't care because he has like. No respect for women right now. And its pissing me off. And while it was an accident and I didn't blurt it out so that Eddy would learn a lesson from kick-boxing Gabi.....it sucks for him if it turns out that way. No man should have that many "LADYFRIENDS". It just aint kosha.
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7:20:39 PM claired3lune: la lalaala
7:20:42 PM claired3lune: okay
7:20:47 PM claired3lune: i really want to make a cake
7:20:53 PM claired3lune: but i have no cake mix
7:20:55 PM claired3lune: or icing
7:21:01 PM claired3lune: its going to be okay
7:21:07 PM claired3lune: i'm not talking about cake anymore
7:21:27 PM claired3lune: don't worry your head
7:21:30 PM claired3lune: with
7:21:31 PM claired3lune: things
7:21:33 PM claired3lune: i am an asshole
7:21:42 PM davidcnelson: hahaha
7:21:45 PM davidcnelson: aww
7:22:01 PM claired3lune: david don't give me a pity aww
7:22:10 PM davidcnelson: it's for me
7:22:18 PM claired3lune: oh
7:22:27 PM claired3lune: still
7:22:31 PM claired3lune: pity awws suck
7:22:40 PM davidcnelson: haha
7:22:41 PM claired3lune: do you want some cake?
7:23:26 PM davidcnelson: i'm full
7:23:31 PM davidcnelson: i just had cheese ravioli
7:23:32 PM claired3lune: later
7:23:37 PM davidcnelson: MAYBE
7:23:52 PM davidcnelson: i got the domino's 555 deal last night and i thought of us
7:23:59 PM claired3lune: hahaha
7:24:06 PM claired3lune: i haven't had dominos in
7:24:08 PM claired3lune: since the day i left
7:25:03 PM claired3lune: aww i want cheesey bread
7:25:39 PM davidcnelson:
7:25:45 PM claired3lune: and cake after
7:25:49 PM davidcnelson: hey claire
7:25:52 PM claired3lune: i bet i would make ar eally bad cake
7:25:53 PM claired3lune: hey
7:26:03 PM davidcnelson: i know i've been a shitty person lately
7:26:13 PM davidcnelson: but i want you to know
7:26:20 PM davidcnelson: that i love you
All is right in the universe. =]
I MISS YOU PEOPLE :( :( :( :( :( :( :( : ( :( :( :( lets go have some drinks and cigars by the river.
Oh aha funny Westchester story.... Paul and I decided to have cigars by the river and the cops drove by and it blatantly looked like we were smoking weed.... they didn't do a damn thing..... it was beauteous. We should go smoke weed there & such. OK <3
i aint got nothin but looove babe, 8 days a week
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[31 Dec 2006|05:59pm] |
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dear livejournal.
what a year.
happy new year, fuckers, friends, lovers, strangers, mothers, friends of strangers, etc..
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[24 Dec 2006|12:34pm] |
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Merry Christmas Eve hooligans!!!1111111
This morning Uncle Al woke me up waving Nylo over my face and yelling "CATSCAN, CATSCAN, CATSCAN!" until I jumped out of the rumpled sheets the end
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[20 Dec 2006|11:25pm] |
Lately the thought of being around people-creatures is repugnant. Sorry. David and Jo and Brett are having a Lord of the Rings marathon in the next room and I'm in here doing nothing. I want to throw up. But I’m not going to because we have therapy for that now.
I love Lord of the Rings.
Unhappiness is like a drug. And some people need drugs for unhappiness. Curing drugs with drugs makes me giggle. Is that kind of like an “eye for an eye” thing? I don’t know. I am fucking dumb. I try to make sense but all that comes out are grumbly-stomach sounds. I am going crazy again.
But I’m content with how everything is going in my life and I have this big BaAaAanNGgg in my hearty-thing which makes me want to fly around a little bit, perhaps to Antartica to pet a polar bear. But where can you go from being fly-ey and happy and high? really really, really, down.
I’m a slight nymphomaniac and I’m on my period. Now you understand my conflict. I have this foreboding sense that I’m going to be terribly heartbroken soon. I deserve it. Karma and shit, I guess. I’m a fucking bitch and I need to buy new perfume or else I’ll smell cheap for forever. I don’t like smelling cheap.
I am cheap.
hello
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| i haven't worn any underwear in three days |
[16 Dec 2006|02:38am] |
Today I decided to take action on the promise i made to myself to write things down that happened during the day. My memory is equivalent to that of a goldfish's. And anyway my writing skills have become seriously atrophied since 11th grade. I used to sound so goddamn smart and now I just sound CRUDDY. seriously. Who says cruddy anymore.
Andrea and I smoked around 6-ish.
The past couple of times that I was high I've gotten weirdly depressed and paranoid, mostly about school work. So I've stopped smoking, but still the damage has been done, and I'm wrapping myself in my comforter like i'm in a sari. It's hard for me to talk about, mostly because I don't want to burden anyone else with my vexation. I'm soo considerate. But this is my little space where I can be an annoying little pipsqueak, hopefully without being judged. In this place I just feel like I have the wrong haircut. Even moreso than high school, even though all these kids are drawn together (DRAWN! a pun! surely you see my writing has improved in these two paragraphs *sarasm*) for what seems to be similar motives or goals, its just not a very welcoming or affable environment despite the pretty colors. So yeah. I sit in my room and mope when everyone else is being social and silly. I don't know. Sometimes I just feel like being overwhelmed with an obnoxious amount of attention, which isn't a hard thing for me to attain, but you see I'm going about it all wrong. I feel like mosquito repellant. Haha. See. I called people mosquitoes. Anyway.
It's practically 3 AM and it looks like the rest of my AM is going to be uneventful and sleepless.
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