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LiveJournal for Kit.
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| Monday, November 12th, 2001 |
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| Tuesday, October 16th, 2001 |
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Where the HELL have I been? ::blows off dust:: Dont you even mind. Im sorry about that, yeah, my life has been in shambles ever since august. Ive been working..too... much. George is around, but not as much. My heart is worn, and I hate it very very much. I cant take things anymore. Ive just sat here and pretended that things in my life are fine. Its a rollercoaster, to tell you the truth. I dont know. If any of you are reading this pathetic babble, then I am sorry for the mess. I just cant think right now. Ive been bogged down with work, and making other people happy, im just tired. You know? Anywhoo! I have a sexy domain! I am Denied. Go see it. Well nothing is really up. Its just there, recharging. I swear to God it will be fun when it gets going. But who knows?? Heh, Expect major happenings this weekend.. thats if im not crashing at Georges on saturday. I just might be fired. [:D] I called up Glen, and told him that I couldnt go to work yesterday. I couldnt fetch a ride. Im not getting a car for a while, so I have to sit and wait...save... patiently. I also have to rely on other people. And that barely gets me through the week. I hate doing that. But, what can you do? I live in the ass crack of nowhere, so its not like I can catch a bus, or..a cab even. Goddamn. Glen is scary. He looks like Alvin the Chipmunk, with a constant frown. He wears glasses and Glares at everything.. in a not-so-friendly way. Fuck him. He sucks. Ha, Casey got arrested, hard-core. It makes me laugh cuz I knew that was gunna happen eventually. Some bitch slapped a restraint order on him, and he "intentionally ignored" it. Casey never did a thing. Isnt It funny what a crying girl and her bitter mother could do together in a court room? Well they got the judge all his sympethies, and made that restraining order. Shes a cunt. But anywho, hes out now.. but it was still..so so random |
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| Thursday, August 23rd, 2001 |
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| This isnt good.. one bit. Im destroyed. I went out with george, and when we got back, she was no where to be found. Mom had tears in her eyes.. I asked her what was wrong, but she wouldnt tell me. She broke apart, tears streaming down her face. "Molly got hit by a car." She went to the door, and asked george if he could help her move the wagon down the stairs. Inside was Molly, my beagle. My baby. One of my best friends. Mom placed blankets on her.. so I wouldnt see. My heart broke in half. For the first time, I could hear it crack. My stomach dropped. It hit me. I can not believe this. She was my heart and soul. I saved her from death many years ago.. now shes gone. Shes never coming back. Im so destroyed. She was apart of the family, and I dont give a fuck if it was "just a dog." She was mine. She was my own. It fucking hurts so much. Ive never lost anyone close to me...and this just hurts. I got rid of her blankets.. george checked if she was alive.. to give me hope.. but she was so gone. I looked at her body. Her stomach was so swollen. No blood. God. I miss her so much. I miss her laziness, I miss her howling, I miss how she sat in my lap. I remember just the other day.. I layed with her and told her not to die. Too bad dogs dont understand. Her body is in the garage. Waiting for tomorrow. Shes gunna be buried under my willow tree. God. Im so upset. At least I told her I loved her.. even though she might not understand. I have a headache, Im tired.. I need sleep. | ||||||||
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| Wednesday, August 15th, 2001 |
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| Well, its wednesday.. the dayafter. After being fashionably late, Kate and I graced the concert with our presence. Radiohead just started to play. All I can say about the concert is..."Wow" Thom York is a beautiful man. His lyrics are none other than great, their music is genius. His voice is fantastic.. everything about him and that band makes me smile. He put everyone there, in a trance.. and guys.. girls.. old folks were dancing all crazy-like. It was good. So, So, good. Me and Kate went to Yvonnes and chilled, got stupid. My grandparents stopped by. That was a suprize. I went over to george's place today. Good times. Now im tired. So I think Im going to bed. peace | ||||||||
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| Tuesday, August 14th, 2001 |
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At 6:00pm I will be sitting in Suffolk Downs to see, Radiohead. Oh, Im happy. Think they'll let me bring a camera? Ill just stuff that in my shirt. Tomorrow I have a list of things to accomplish: call rachel for substances call kate for check time get cds get money from dave run away like a giddy school girl, for Thom York is my hero. ah yes.. this afternoon will be a blast. I bought a domain. Oh yes.. a domain. My new website will be up, eventually.. and it will rock your socks off. Im soo tired. I need to get some sleep. zip! |
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| Sunday, August 12th, 2001 |
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Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here. God, I love that song. Today was eventful! Went out with Kate and Yvonne last night. Went to Friendly's. Matt Smith is almost microscopic. Wow, go him. I come back, called George..find out he's been in a fight. Seems as though Jakey Pooh was drunk off his gord and started fights with good, Boro' people. Six attacked Jake. George pulled Jake out.. but also got a smashed rib and a bunch of bumps on his head. He got a ride home from Mr. Hopp. Jake was never to be seen and/or heard from again. Me and Kate went driving and found him on the side of the road. So, we picked him up. I took care of him. He was all sorts of fucked up. Felt bad. He curled up into a fetal position, so I kicked him out to the van where we both slept in the dampness of an august morning. In the morning, woke her Yvonne, he was still buzzed, went to pick up the Andy and Nick, went to the train station. We spent the day in Boston. Went to the Axis. Went to see Agnostic Front and the Buisness. Good time. I slept through most of it though. Went to Bicks, came home at 1, talked drugs with David. Its raining out..wonderful. Well Im tired. So So tired. Penis imed me. ::rolls eyes:: Hes so cute. You know.. Im loving psychobilly. Tiger Army's a good band. Anyone whos anyone listens to them. Not really. Anywho. Im goin out for a while. Peace. Oh yeah, George's mum called...Jakes in prison. (?) ::sighs:: Youth, today. (to be continued) |
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| Friday, August 10th, 2001 |
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God today sucks. The sky sucks. This weather sucks. My heels hurt. Im grumpy. No ones around. Im really depressed. Wow.. thats a first. Wheres the drugs? wheres my lighter? fuck. Today sucks. He doesnt care.. I opened my mouth and swallowed the water. Too much. Choke. Blackness. Drown. He will believe in me. and I will never be ignored.... |
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Yes its five in the morning, I have a date to go to George's. I'll pounce on him and kick him...in his sleep. He always loves that. Its friday.. god. This sucks. Oh, I read something from Kitty's site: Today, the common penis can be plagued with any number of unhealthy substances. Please follow these simple guidelines when you take your next penis. 1) Make sure the penis in question comes from a reliable source. 2) Have each penis inspected by a qualified and licensed professional. 3) never pick up a strange penis. 4) Always wash the penis before ingesting. 5) When storing a penis, make sure it is wrapped securely in a latex covering 6) NEVER share your penis. 7) Always remember, if a penis looks unhealthy...it probably is. 8) Never judge a penis by it's cover. 9) A fool and his penis are soon parted. 10)Try sticking with the same penis for an extended amount of time. These simple guidelines may lesson the possibility of coming in contact with a hazardous penis in the wild. I dunno.. it cracks me up. Fuck you. Nite! |
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Well I did it.. I told him everything he wanted to know.. he insisted on knowing. So I told him. Hope hes happy.. which he seems to be. It was realllllly hot today. I got a goddamn sunburn, running around town. I dont know what I want to do with my website. I have it hosted..but its still down. Goddamn mother bitches. Sooner or later Ill have a domain. But, im not that sophisticated. Not, yet. Well I told him.. shitneesss. Its on the line between bad and good. But hes a good guy. Really good.. cant stop thinking about him. But its alrite. Its fine.. cuz nothing will come of that.. nothing at all. So I can at least rest my head now that everythings on the table. Dangerous lines. Penis is a goddamn moron. He hopes I die! :gasp: Fucking jucket. Im such a HORRIBLE PERSON! Oh WOE IS ME! WOOOOE IS MEE! Bah, moving on.. I am Jack's broken heart. |
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| Wednesday, August 8th, 2001 |
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| Well Im insomnia-fied. Ive been up for a long time. Things this morning: I told off my boyfriend..but in love. I havent decided if I am going to dye my hair. Me and Yvonne are going out this morning. Saw a recent picture of Penis head. Hes looking good, now-a-days. Real good. He's still a dick, though. Just because he can. Ah well.. my website for the SCC is coming out damn well. We are going fabric shoping, so we can make skirts taday. And Im tired now. Real fucking tired. Ozzfest sucks this year. A lot. I dont give a fuck about Ozzy. He is NOT God. Its funny that most the kinds who preach that, claim they DONT believe in a God. Ironic? Linkin Park sucks. They all suck. Disturbed sucks too. So Bleeeeeh. What does that mean..(yes..they all suck. And no, I didnt get my tickets) I hate pedophiles...a kid I know will be one soon..the kind he used to hate so much. Hope no one calls the hounds. Peace | ||||||||
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| Tuesday, August 7th, 2001 |
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God, its so fucking hot out. The past few weeks have been nothing short of magickal. Nice and cold. I love the cold. Right now I feel my skin melting off my body. This isnt good. I think Ill go hybernate in my air conditioned room.. this is too much. Well, enough for complaining. Casey might stop by so we can go get tickets. I dont even know what the hell we are doing. All I know is that Ozzfest is tomorrow, and I have nothing. If I dont end up going, then too bad. The bill sucks anyway. Im seing other shows that are worth while.. like radiohead. I love radiohead, you know. Im seeing Godsmack and Deftones, Im seeing the buisness and agnostic front. Punk shows are fun. Plan for this year: lose 10 lbs every month. People say im not fat, but personally.. I do need "fixing up" per say. Im going to write down what I ate.. just so I can see how much I need to run. Not like anyone cares. Well cheers! My new website..the hostings down. Its a bitch, cuz I want to make a new layout. If you want the address..Ill give it to you. Email me. Penis face imed me for some ungodly reason. To harass me? to yell at me? to "get over me?" who the fuck knows. Patheic. You'd think a boy would try to not be spineless. Guess not. I suppose I should take a long, cold bath. I suppose I should start getting my act together. I suppose I should be giving a fuck. Buhbye chillins.. peace |
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| Monday, August 6th, 2001 |
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Abortions dolphins in tuna atheism cutting down the rainforest pollution the death penalty slavery Ronald Reagan fur coats ivory piano keys alligator shoes firearms in general the second amendment money ruthlessness racial descrimination stealing insults rudeness pornography profanity fight clubs homophobia movie and videogame violence anger ignorance pre-marital sex and vandalism apathy war abuse scams date rape murder legal marijuana Illegal dumping riots public executions karma. This has been a public announcement. |
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Bleh. Im tired and my eyes are on fire. The other night I got so stupid that my face went numb. I was toasted. But, I dont feel like sleeping. Im talking to Dave. The sound of Ozzfest is creeping in. Me, him, and Casey will probably grace the place with our beauty. I dont know. I suppose Ill work on my dead website now. Heres something funny. Ive never seen such "personal prozac" Since....I dont even know when. I feel like gaming. I wish I had my half-life. I wish I had a cigarette, I wish Alice worked on shitty windows ME. I wish I had Vampire : the mascarade. I wish... Take care... goodnight |
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| Sunday, August 5th, 2001 |
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God, whats wrong with children today? I found out something cute! My ex-penis had a hissy fit and "smashed my mailbox." It doesnt look like a smash..it looks like a dent, actually. Now, from what I hear this is a federal offence. Personally, I dont give a flying fuck what this kid is up to. It happened a while ago. He "hates" me, you know. Get over it, kiddo. Mom said, "no more dating losers." Shes right. In other news, I drove around in Yvonne's van. She's selling it. A 1992 Chevy Van20. Its blue. It smells like death though. Anyway, I worked at the back gate from 7:ooam-3:30pm. Brought home sixty digits. I also had a job interview. Thus, Im going to start working, soon enough. |
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