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[02 Jun 2004|11:14pm] |
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the itinerary for tonight is change. If you're important you know what I'm getting at.
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[27 May 2004|02:59pm] |
I think everyone forgot that I was, you know... alive and sleeping and didn't wake me up so it's like one thirty and I'm just waking up now except it's not one thirty anymore it's three. And since I have nothing else to do I'll leave you with this, and I advise that you click it immediately, asap, post haste, and all that.
meat wad is drunk.
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[23 May 2004|06:01pm] |
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So today I had the pleasant experience of getting five stitches in the front of my leg. We all went swimming at a quarry and it started to pour, so we were all strolling back up the piles and piles of slate rock.. I slipped on one and into another that was jutting out. I had to go to the emergency room and they stuck a needle right in it and cleaned it out with a freakin toothbrush, then stitched it together. not fun.
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[20 May 2004|03:47am] |
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I GOT A TETANUS SHOT!!!!
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[18 May 2004|04:01am] |
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these days, I just dwell on it.
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[12 May 2004|11:31pm] |
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i got a tattoo and if i didn't spill chai in my digital camera five months ago I'd show you.
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[06 May 2004|01:19pm] |
We all used to write about how it feels. I used to tell you all about this town and the people and how they make me feel like i'm choking to death but that only seemed to cause people to tell me "it's not that bad". Maybe it's not, and maybe you're all happy and droning and dying inside but I refuse. So here's a bit of truth to go with the elation that you're feeling and I know you all are.
This girl, she's just pulled up to the steps of her new worn apartment.. with hardwood floors and a shower/bath. With a skylight and rust on the stovetop. Somewhere south of here she's rolling out carpet and filling up drawers and breathing in deep because things are new and progressing and she doesn't know what will happen tomorrow but that's entirely up to her. And there's this boy with her, completely reluctant.. but happy she has what she wants and they sit on the floor and eat rice out of cardboard and they're together. And they wake up wanting to be where they are.
But right now she sits up northeast awake all of the time wishing for communication and he lives his life and she's not angry just sad and tired and freezing. She wishes it was up to her. She wishes she could make something. Make anything. worth it.
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[05 May 2004|12:45am] |
"Is this lemonade fresh? like, freshly squeezed?"
"It's fuckin pink."
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[30 Apr 2004|11:19pm] |
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I stole two things today; one was a gun shaped lighter because the truck stop totally didn't deserve to have something this good and it closed taco bell like ten minutes before I wanted it.. and the other thing was a lip gloss but that was an accident.
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[19 Apr 2004|12:26pm] |
Tell me about the day-to-day: the one you're so used to. This lifestyle of highway days and stretched out nights. Nauseating commitments and constant sore feet. How do you do it? I'm getting so caught up in the routine that sleeping in a different bed makes me cry? Tell me how you handle always being "almost home" .. getting there, knowing things are perfect but not. My mind would never allow that.
OH! and now tell me about how you feel like you "never get out much" and how things just can't be how you'd like them to be. How do you do it? And you wish that you saw friends more, and that it didn't have to be inconvenient.
Tell me, how do you balance happiness with assiduity?
Is it just a constant distraction from knowing that things aren't that great? That there are still arguments and there's still a huge dent in your passenger side door. That at the end of the day you still can't listen to yanqui u.x.o loud enough to fall asleep to it. And that even on the hottest of nights the sheets are still freezing, and the walls never stopped smelling, even when the paint was dry.
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