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correction: i get to see the fabulous shane stein tomorrow! oh how i love that boi! *kisses*
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| happy coming out day |
[10 Oct 2002|11:57pm] |
oh yeah... for all you queer type people across the globe.
happy coming out day
and for all you straight type people across the globe.
happy day
and for all you people who are queer but are pretending to be straight.
fucking come outta the closet already!
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| sinead's new cd |
[10 Oct 2002|11:45pm] |
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sinead o'connor has a new cd out called, "sean nos nua," which translated from gaelic means, literally, the old style -- new."
she performs traditional irish and scottish songs, as well as a few irish/american folksongs. and to tell you the truth... it's good. it's.... just good. when i heard she was recording it, i thought... oh cool... remembering her stints with the chieftains, donal lunny, and the few traditional songs she's recorded for films and such... it promised so much... and delivered... well... stuff.
there are a few outstanding songs on here. more often than not, however, they are mediocre. it seems that since gospel oak, her musical direction has been too muddled... what with her rastafarian influences and r&b; producers... the sound that was sinead o'connor has sort of disappeared.
the production on the album leads a lot to be desired. there's a constant echo or reverb and it becomes irritating. the instruments for the most part sound muted and sullied. but you can't deny the woman's talent. it's still there. you just just wish she'd kick the whole "jah" thing and get back to doing everything herself... to this day, i've yet to see her surpass the intensity she had whilst singing "black boys on mopeds" for mtv unplugged. sinead... get back to your roots, and don't bring anything with you this time.
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[10 Oct 2002|11:52pm] |
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I'm bored. Someone seriously call me....
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[10 Oct 2002|10:22pm] |
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tomorrow is friday! i thought this week would never end. happy birthday lukus! i had two test today and i was kinda uhhh on both of them. you'll have that i guess. stacey and i rearranged our room today. it looks alot better. i also started my job...like no orientation bs. it kinda sucked but you get paid to sit there and read magazines and occassionally talk to someone, if you ever get ahold of anyone. it really sucks trying to have to pronounce peoples' last names. but i can deal with it. i get to see cory tomorrow, along with others. yay!
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[10 Oct 2002|07:03pm] |
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I hate rain. Badly.
Anyway.
So...I wake up today...hoping it would be nice out. Nope. Not nice raining. Oh well.
I was checking my voicemail today, I wasnt expecting anything..and my dear Anthony called me. Gawd I love him. Serously, I'm falling in love. He is the HOTNESS and is the sweetest man alive. He calls out of no where. I didn't even tell him to call. LOL. I feel loved.
Gawd I still can't get over how sweet he is.
I had a bad day, but he made it better.
Yay Tommorrow is friday.
And tonight is survivor night. Rock on.
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Guess what guys? I'm goin Friends Only
LiveJounral Comment
People who leave (Anonymous) comments with out so much as an email address are just plain cowards! and Waukegan is part of the North shore! It's one of the oldest parts! Just as an FYI! The term 'North Shore' applies to everything from Kenosha to Chigago!
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[10 Oct 2002|07:11am] |
So here is the night in retrospect. I took a few cigarettes to work, but thought better if it, and locked them in my car. And, trust me, they were safe. For I locked my keys in with them. Theres a way to quit. Lock them up with the key. Sheesh! We had our first round of flu shots, and as being a member of the Safety Response Team, I got to help with the paperwork and sign in. Fun, really... *rolls eyes* It beats keying. Oh, yeah, and someone passed out at their desk. So, Safety Response Team to the rescue again.
All in all, it wasnt really a bad night. Did a lot of committee work, and a lot of running around. I just took a few Tylenol PM to help with my headache, and to help me sleep better. I am tired, and havent been sleeping well cause of my pains. So, we shall see how it goes now.
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| a blast from the WAY past!!! |
[10 Oct 2002|03:18am] |
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OMG!!! Mikie Held hit on me!! I went to middle school with this guy! AND HE HIT ON ME AND GAVE ME HIS NUMBER!!!!
I didn't even know he was gay until I heard it through the rumor mill this year. It turns out he works with Nick, who I've been friends with for 14 years. Nick invited me to a party tonight - the 21st birthday party of this girl he likes. And Mikie Held was there and he tried to pick me up!!!
hehe I'm a bit inebriated right now so I think I'm going to bed and get sober and think about things. I can't look at Mikie and not think of the boy I knew in middle school/high school. As far as dating him is concerned I just don't feel anything, but it'll be cool to hang out with him.
I had a *lot* of fun tonight. And for some very odd reason I played pool far better drunk then I did without having drank anything. Weird....
Nick continues to be one of the coolest friends I have. We have an odd relationship in which we may see each other once a month or so, but when we do we have the deepest and closest of conversations. Of course from the age of 11 to about 22 we were inseperable, and there isn't a single detail of each other's lives that we didn't know about each other from that period of time. While other obligations have not enabled us to spend a fraction of the amount of time together that we used to spend, it is on nights like these that it seems we are the same neurotic, nervous, and uncertain high school students that we once were and are able to share absolutely everything together. I miss being able to do that on a regular basis, but I suppose we all grow up and find our separate ways.
*sigh*
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[10 Oct 2002|03:34am] |
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well all right...just gettin home wrom work...still gotta write my paper that's due in the morning...but it's a 2 page reaction to this dumb book so i'll pound it out in like an hour...it'll be fine...once again, tonight i was a form dressing machine...30 of em in 8 hours...not just dressing them either this time...had to dress...style...place...measure...and light all 30 of them...let's just say my fingers are bleeding...i have a big burn mark on my arm and a sensor pin hole in my hand...didn't think retail could be this painful...but it is...i should quit that damn place...but i'm like a battered wife...i just keep goin back for more...ok enough rambling...time for bed
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| ni shi liang jie |
[09 Oct 2002|10:29pm] |
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I want to fuck my Chinese teacher assistant. He is so hot RAWR! Tonight at homework help he told us he lives in an Honor House down the street with 12 other guys. Oh yeah. You betcha there's some Um Ya Ya going on in that Honor House.
Ew I should have eaten dinner tonight. I have tonight consumed two bowls of yucky oatmeal I bought at Valley Natural Foods, a medium size bag of Dill Pickle chips purchased at the Pause for $1.00 and a gooey caramel roll handcrafted and baked by Nate's grandma in West Virginia. This whole starving myself is really working out well.
I really want to start a band. I talked to Isaac and then Dan and hopefully we'll find a guitarist and thus born a band. I'd like us to take after a lot of the awesome Minneapolis bands which probably'll mean I have to listen to some more Deftones, Incubus, Coldplay, and At the Drive In.
People have been saying I'm really happy this week because I guess last week I was really down and angry. I guess its a moodswing but it could be that its National Coming Out Week. YAY!
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[09 Oct 2002|10:12pm] |
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you know what sucks?
razor burn.
you know what sucks worse?
when it's on your ass.
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| WTF??? |
[09 Oct 2002|09:30pm] |
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Ok, I don't know who just sent me this mystery birthday package but it is postmarked in Palo Alto, California and it's from someone named Garth. I feel bad cuz I don't know who this is but I'm not completely ruling out the fact that it's not one of my friends testing my prominent gullibility. Enclosed was a very nice artsy little card and a intricately decorated package complete with ribbon with a hemp bracelet enclosed. Judging by the elaborate and meticulous time spent on this...my first thought is (because I'm not stupid): Lawrence under a pseudo-name to disguise his identity. However, I don't know how it could be sent from Cali unless he was there for some sort of scholarship program. Also, he's a psych major so he knows how to put on a hardcore mindfuck. And he contradicts himself within the letter from saying he doesn't know me and then switching it around and saying that once he saw the bracelet, he immediately thought of me. If anyone knows or if the culprit wants to surface...lemme know. In the meantime, I thought I'd post what the card said because it's quite intricately constructed...I emphasized some phrases that help me determine it's Lawrence:
Happy 20th Birthday Steven!
I know I'm transgressing social propriety here by sending you a card and gift, considering I don't know you. Please accept this gift and card as a random act of kindness, as that is how they are intended.
I was up in Berkeley with a friend during the summer at a place called Telegraph Avenue. Telegraph Avenue is a street that is immediately off from the Berkeley campus. The street is lined with craft vendors daily. They sell everything from paintings to jewerly. It's basically a year-round street fair. It's an interesting place to kill time andI saw some things that made me think of you. I went back there last weekend and found something you might appreciate. The guy who made this gift was really cool, and the positive energy of the place is something I hope follows this gift to you.
Best wishes to you on your 20th Birthday, and everyday. Best of luck to you on all your future endeavors, too.
Peace, Garth :-)
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| The Things I Do Out Of Boredom... |
[09 Oct 2002|06:03pm] |
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I need Love.
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[09 Oct 2002|03:56pm] |
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No stomach cramps. No chest pains. No nausea. *knocks on wood*
However, I have hit my knee, chin, forearm, fingers against my desk and other various objects in the house. Oh yeah, and I cut myself.
Can there be a day where I am not hurt, internally or externally?!? Puh-Leeze!!!
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| Reach down and grab your--CREDIT CARD! - excerpt from a porn fone line. |
[09 Oct 2002|05:11pm] |
Well, it's been ages since an update...so, here goes...I'm in the PRIDE! Kent office right now waiting on Brittany to show up @ 6 so we can start our promotional onslaught for PRIDE! Kent's Coming Out Week (October 21 - 25). The new flyers look SWEET! I am so pumped up for these events and I've been busy making preparations for them...along with the rest of the Executive Board.
This weekend was a pretty good time. Saw "Red Dragon" and chilled with Shane, Rachael, and Derrick...took some tests and did some papers...woo hoo how exciting! Friday's my birthday! :-D
Hope everyone can make it to this event:
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| 88 year old grandma |
[09 Oct 2002|03:43pm] |
this 88 year old woman came into the store whilst i was eating a banana, looked at me, looked at the girls behind the register and said, "look at him, i bet he could swallow that damn thing whole. he looks like that kind. i'd like to get him home with me."
talk about choking!
she was the most vulgar person i've ever met. i loved her. as she left she asked me if i knew where she could get a cheap, decent dildo.
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[09 Oct 2002|03:42pm] |
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no one's called me yet. what's up with this shit?
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determined