| I got attacked by mothra last night. in the parking lot of giant. [shudders] |
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| i dig my unknown visitors. keep it anonymous! that aside. i'm questioning what the hell it is that i'm doing with my time. why have i not gone to school? because i have a annoying habit of waving at deadlines as they go by. .. or not realizing my plan of action until said deadline has already gone on by thus making me late on even waving... [sigh]. it's horrifically disapointing so, i believe i will return to my former plan of barnstone classes in ze fall, whilst i wait for my moment of punctuality..to receive the next deadline with welcoming committee. [doubles on all letters optional]. in the meantime, i'll resume learning through living and hope for the best. new art abounding. |
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| Yesterday whilst at work, I had a freak accident involving saran wrap...it took a chunk of my finger... not the wrap itself, but the industrial container..with the large metal teeth..that took my fleshy bit. :( there was blood, and it hurt. damn you sysco! that aside, i'm going through a bummed out phase. i just feel...like i'm squished into a very small plastic container. got a new book. it's strangely gorey. i didn't expect it to be such. and i'm also reading the picture of dorian gray. as well. in addition to...wordvirus. |
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| i've been sitting on cars lately. at larue's house. at the camp out. and everywhere else. i've been working at the tea room quite often. it's rarely under 105 degrees. ever. i have a vertical/diagonal tan line on my upper arm. i actually have upper arm muscle....it's odd. i went to see potc 3 at the boyd. with nikki o. tonight. awesome. i drift. i'm quite lonely. |
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| ah the world of xanga. ah me not having internet on any side but south. ah me. the tea room is humid, i rig fans like no one's business. i desire...ice cream....hippies in vermont are true ice cream artists. perhaps the only ones i deem awesome. the hair is on it's way to blue. |
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