Sunday, January 19th, 2003
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12:32 am - i don't know what to think
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Friday, January 17th, 2003
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5:25 pm - i wanna stick you in my ear!
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my new mp3 player is on its way. the ups website says it's "in transit" from vernon, CA and will be arriving on the 22nd. i hope they're wrong and it gets here tomorrow! i await its arrival with bated breath. 192 megabytes of skip-free bliss. thank you, ebay.
current mood:  anxious
current music: Bill Withers - Ain't No Sunshine
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(come on down)
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Thursday, January 16th, 2003
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11:59 pm - i decided it was time for a new icon
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7:47 pm - cinnapie?
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ok. it's gone far enough.
pizza places should make PIZZA, and possibly breadsticks. no buffalo wings, no dots, no cinnasticks, no cinnapie, no cinna-anything.
the dessert pizzas at pizza hut might be an exception. i always thought that was a weird idea.
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(3 in contestants' row | come on down)
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Wednesday, January 15th, 2003
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10:46 pm - i should really take my zoloft
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maybe i'll be happy like the little oval/rock/ball thing on the commercial!
i love that little guy.
i just did a load of laundry and one of my socks has no mate. why???
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(13 in contestants' row | come on down)
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4:12 pm - muppet quizzes...
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are ruined forever by this one, but oh well...
| You are Kermit!
Though you're technically the star, you're pretty mellow and don't mind letting others share the spotlight. You are also something of a dreamer. | |
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(1 in contestants' row | come on down)
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4:05 pm - tail
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Monday, January 13th, 2003
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11:30 pm - i can't decide
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if i have the right complexion for red lipcolor. not brownish red, or purplish red, or dark red, but red.
sometimes my undertones look blue, sometimes yellow.
meh. i guess it would take the right outfit. i rub my eyes and mess with my lips too much during the day to wear makeup for that long anyway. stupid ol' makeup. i could never get used to it.
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(2 in contestants' row | come on down)
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6:34 pm - "it's girls gone wild in the castle!"
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it's unfortunate that i have gamelan rehearsals every monday night, because i will never see joe millionaire. ah well. at least i'll be eating beautiful delicious stuffed mushrooms at tonight's rehearsal, in addition to whatever anyone else brings to our potluck dinner.
happy birthday to elaine benes, legolas, zoot (dingo), and rip taylor.
current mood:  hungry
current music: simpsons
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(come on down)
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Sunday, January 12th, 2003
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10:28 pm - and you know what, you can't even sing! you were dubbed!
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so chris and i ventured into civilization last night and went to tiffin with carla and her visiting arizona boy dave. here's a silly picture of them after dinner. it was good times.
carla mentioned that they were going to meet up with their friends ben and angele and see the two towers, so i invited us along. class shmass. actually it's not something i'm in the habit of doing, but i was giving them a ride anyway and i really wanted to see that movie! plus i wanted to meet this ben character. so off we went into the cold cold night.
we encountered some young hyattsville-middle-school-esque individuals on the metro ride down, and discussed the cinematic triumphs of jim henson. angele, being a thoughtful person, bought our tickets ahead of time so we were spared standing in the cold. the movie was great and i cried, and yes, i did notice when the tree put his burning head out in the flood.
in other news...maryland's genius german department has decided that they are offering the class i wanted this semester. which is great, except:
1. i have to get "permission" from audran ward to register (which at this point entails me saying "let me take this class for the 3rd time" and her saying "no problem, bye")
2. i have no idea who's teaching it, and it could very well be elke or someone else i've had before.
3. i probably will have to drop math, and
4. i have NO IDEA how i'm going to work at both my jobs and go to school, and not fail at at least one of them. i think i'm going to do a lemming-like head explosion at shift pick. which is in a week.
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(6 in contestants' row | come on down)
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Saturday, January 11th, 2003
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5:49 pm - i haven't done it in a long time
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Friday, January 10th, 2003
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11:33 pm - neve! (ancora!)
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a windy, blustery dusting of snow. like powdered sugar. this winter has been pretty good so far.
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(come on down)
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3:11 pm - ha
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Thursday, January 9th, 2003
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1:59 am - i'm so tired, but i can't sleep
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sometimes i wish i could go to the doctor and just say "test me for everything." i feel that way i'd be cured of the worry i feel when i lie in bed and it's like i'm surrounded by illness. even though i don't really get sick that often. my feet and forehead are cold, my skin is hot. i've been hiccuping all day. my jaw is tight. i am tired, but not relaxed. i can't get comfortable. sleeping on my back creates tension, on my stomach, pressure, on my side, achy shoulders. i know i'll eventually fall asleep, out of sheer exhaustion, but it's already late. i'm looking forward to work tomorrow morning, but not to waking up.
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(come on down)
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12:30 am - streamlined.
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while i was waiting for the metro the other day, i think i figured out how i'll be able to do both my jobs and go to school once the spring semester starts. it all seems so possible right now. probable, even. somehow i always manage to picture myself getting to class and work on time, impeccably dressed and perfectly organized. planned ahead, thought out, clean and confident. and i always think, maybe this time. maybe i will dazzle and impress. a clean room would be a good start though.
nadia shihab and jason monroe are engaged. shuttle love. almost as good as language house love. the painted ponies go up and down.
current music: the buck stops here - season 5, episode 1
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(come on down)
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Wednesday, January 8th, 2003
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5:25 pm - does this mean we'll have to have finnegan's wake?
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well, my house-sitting buddy finn died last night of liver complications. poor kitty. he was pretty old. i'm going to miss that crotchety ol' feenoosh. may he rest in peace.
current mood:  sad
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1:50 pm - what the hell.
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i've been sleeping insanely late recently. i keep having these really vivid dreams where i feel trapped and i can't open my eyes. and the next thing i know, i wake up and i've been sleeping for 12 hours. and i don't feel refreshed at all. i could probably go back to bed right now and sleep more if i wanted to. what a waste.
current mood:  groggy
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Tuesday, January 7th, 2003
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12:00 am - you...smell like flowers.
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imdb says drew barrymore is getting married yet again. to the the dumb ol' strokes' drummer, fabrizio moretti. at least he has a cool name. too bad he's a gemini and i sure don't like the strokes. and he ain't no tom green.
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(1 in contestants' row | come on down)
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Monday, January 6th, 2003
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2:19 pm - KIO OKAZAAAAAAS???
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esperanto people are such dorks. god love 'em.
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2:22 am - one more
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amused
