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| a good fourth |
[Jul. 5th, 2005|03:08 pm] |
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yesterday was spent at ian's grandpa's, swimming with his cousins and eating excellent brownies/bratwurst. on the way back around 7, i had a wonderful feeling. there i was, in a cute yellow sundress, hair in a bun, still damp from the pool, stomach full on summer fruit, leaned up against ian, with my feet up on the seat looking out at the sun/city/countryside and grinning, listening to collective soul and pete yorn, while ian held me tight and grinned...nice.
watched the fireworks at riverside with ian's cousins, tibby shelby chelsea and friends. couldn't find his folks and sister and fiancee...but i don't care as i much prefer smoke to snobbery. someone tried to rip off booker t's beats. maybe i'm too loyal. or maybe i just have some pride. who the hell cares?
at the river, i saw pj and company. it was pretty random, really. like "oh hi" and then going on with my business. cece, mary and seth all said hi. also saw ashleigh. she looked the same...cute and fairy-ish. apparently george the lumberjack was there, but i missed him. damn. i wanted to sing to him.
gavin, shelby's two year old, is as old as my relationship with ian and very cute. he can say "airplane" "car" and "copter". he's into vehicles. which is good, as his grandpa builds airplanes and his uncles restore cars. he's in the right place. he kept screaming "nemo nemo NOOO" in the pool at the little wind up fish he was playing with.
ian and i fell asleep in my room again, only to wake up around some obscene hour of the morning when he had to get up and go home. damn parents.
ben took the car today. no license. no insurance. just mom's permission. wow. this won't be good. he leaves mysteriously for florida on thurs. every couple of years, he takes a mysterious trip and comes back broke. i'm mystified.
houston is coming soon. i can't wait!!! |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2005|04:48 pm] |
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1. IF YOU COULD BUILD A SECOND HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE? tuscany. no explanation needed for those lucky enough to have experienced the orgasmic place/feeling/taste that is tuscany
2. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE ARTICLES OF CLOTHING? i love my dark flared jeans and a good white wifebeater
3. WHAT IS THE LAST CD YOU BOUGHT? north african groove
4. WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? noon-ish
5. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE KITCHEN APPLIANCE? blender?
6. IF YOU COULD PLAY AN INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE? guitar or something hardcore bizarre, like himalayan bladder pipe
7. FAVORITE COLOR? Blue.
8. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV? sports car, i guess. i don't do cars. i just do someone who does. *grin*
9. DO YOU BELIEVE IN THE AFTERLIFE? i'm with socrates on this one. either there is nothing, and i sleep forever or i chill with my homies in utopia. what-ev
10. FAVORITE CHILDREN'S BOOK? east of the sun and west of the moon
11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? late spring minus allergies
12. IF YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT? i would get a celtic knotish thing on my lower back, but i choose not to traumatize the kidneys for now
13. IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPERPOWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE? the insta-bitch slap. i wouldn't have to do a thing. just look at someone and SMACK
14. CAN YOU JUGGLE? i can walk on some stilts and touch my nose with my tongue
15. ONE PERSON/PEOPLE FROM YOUR PAST YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK AND TALK TO? the great grandparents...that would be sweet. and the great aunt person who went over a mountain at the age of 80 because teh car was taking too long to show up. damn she sounds cool
16. WHAT IS IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR CAR? in the dodge, a box of coolents and an old chest of drawers
17. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE DAY? weds or sat
18. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SUSHI OR HAMBURGER? hamburgers are cooked. that's a no-contest right there. much as i love hearing about tapeworms and parasites in general, i don't want to personally deal with one
19. FROM THE PEOPLE YOU WILL E-MAIL THIS TO, WHO'S THE MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND FIRST? the most bored person, obviously
20. WHO'S THE LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? people who don't get online ever. like andrew.
21. WHO DID YOU RECEIVE THIS FROM? andrea/melissa
22. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLOWER? i call them fuzzy heads...i don't know their real name
24. WHEN IS YOUR BIRTHDAY? sept 2
25. WHAT DID YOU DO ON NEW YEAR'S EVE? briana, andrew, ian, lucy, phoebe and i sat around watching kenny g wondering which clock was right and why ian likes his whiskey sour with all whiskey and no sour
26. DO YOU HAVE A SECRET CRUSH? it's not secret taht i would have a threesome with lindsay lohan and shemar moore. i'm not ashamed.
27. IF YOU RECEIVED A MILLION DOLLARS WHAT WOULD YOU DO FIRST? put all but 1000 bucks in a bank before i buy a million bucks worth of novelty items |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2005|04:28 pm] |
a realisation of last night. reminds me of louis.
jesus was olive colored. because jesus is anti-the man, right? hence man is the anti-christ. therefore, jesus cannot be white, as the man is a white male, because then he could not exist. christ cancels anti-christ." so either jesus never existed, or he was a brother. |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2005|04:11 pm] |
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it's official. i'm going to houston on the 14th and staying until the 18th! woot! good times!
melissa ian and i discovered the following last night:
-there is little to do in tulsa if you want to be sober and have very little cash
-renting awesomely bad movies like "cheerleader ninjas", even if they are free, can sometimes be a mistake
-to make any movie decent, the budget should excede 25 dollars
-this was the smallest flaw of the too-bad-to-even-make-fun-of cheerleader ninjas
-saggy porn stars should not pretend to be in highschool, athletic, or even actors
-despite the coolness of the blue collar comedy tour, larry the cable guy remains to be seen as amusing
-to adequately speak a language, you must be able to cuss in it. such as
va te faire ta mere - go and fuck your mother
ce con pour toi - it sucks to be you
thanks to my new book, "hide this french book". i can't wait to tell someone they're wearing horse pants!
-north african groove, monkey business, and motown remixed are pimp
-when it comes to mashed potato races, i win. always, melissa, always.
and finally...
-redneck woman has been baptised in the glory of bumping to "she thinks my tracktor's sexy" with ian's new speakers. |
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[Jun. 15th, 2005|06:30 pm] |
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i've decided that a) michael jackson is a perv and so is the dove-releasing lady on fox news b) i like wendy's (angelprojekt) jacko joke generator c) michael's nose is made of the petrified tears of infanticide victems in china |
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[Jun. 15th, 2005|06:05 pm] |
how about this? nanny-ing doesn't provide insurance. i need insurance. however, mom knows a lady at the TU university school kindergarten and preschool program who might need some extra hands around. not only would this provide better money than a day care and the security of a business instead of a family, but if i were employed for one year, i could go to TU free!
now that should satisfy everyone. the "stay in tulsa" people and the "go to school" people. regular hours and pay mean that weekend trips to conway to see how white trash jeff is living or if beth has a boyfriend are very do-able. AND the ian factor is satisfied! PELVIC THRUST OF VICTORY!
i feel really good about this. really good. oppurtunity might be knocking. should i answer it?
and on a lighter note, i took my fave 11 year old hannah out today for a lunch to talk about middle school. she's doing fine. her mother overestimates her worry about it. i think susan may need a valium on hannah's first day. when i think about, i remember mom taking a while at the medicine counter my first day of school. *grins* nothing like an anxious mother...nothing. |
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[Jun. 14th, 2005|01:16 am] |
stolen from bailey. too bored not to do it.
I AM: obsessed with bad techno and fear factor
I WANT: to see "the gang" aka susan, beth, jojo and betsy
I HAVE: to make a decision sometime soon-ish
I WISH: dan was back in town so he could help me make ian a redneck
I HATE: how much i love fear factor
I FEAR: i'll gain weight like crazy if i'm as lazy as i have been this week
I HEAR: bad techno
I SEARCH: for an end to drainage
I WONDER: if i'll be able to breathe thru my nose ever again
I REGRET: things i've said to LOADS of people (and not saying things to others)
I LOVE: ian...madly
I ACHE: for a sense of purpose/direction
I ALWAYS: smile when i hear bad country music
I AM NOT: as redneck as i'd like to be sometimes
I DANCE: like an idiot...and it's lovely
I SING: pussy control WAY too loudly in conway
I CRY: in every fucking movie! jesus!
I AM NOT ALWAYS: confrontational
I WRITE: inside jokes and song titles on my hands
I WIN: very little, but with great satisfaction
I LOSE: quite a bit, but i act like i win anyway (rocky theme and victory lap, anyone?)
I CONFUSE: my mother when i talk fast
I NEED: very little right now.
I SHOULD: go to bed. damn tomorrow morning is going to suck
YES or NO:
x. YOU KEEP A DIARY: online, yes
x. YOU LIKE TO COOK: shit no...that's what ian is for
x. YOU HAVE A SECRET YOU HAVE NOT SHARED WITH ANYONE: not true. i cannot keep secrets. obvious faces and poor lying skills have made me an honest and open woman.
DO YOU...?
HAVE A CRUSH: on anyone with a mullet, yes
WANT TO GET MARRIED: very badly. it's very hard to suppress the inner june cleaver
GET MOTION SICKNESS: oh yes...hills are FUN
THINK YOURE A HEALTH FREAK: god no. the healthiest thing i eat is wheat thins
GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS: too well, i'm afraid. i refer my mother to cosmo articles and tell my dad rude jokes
LIKE THUNDERSTORMS: yes...the kind where you have power and there is little lightning
CURRENT HAIR COLOR: long, growing out copper color from faded dyes and mousy brown. thanks german genetics. i start my life so blonde i look bald and end up with mousy brown hair. nice. superior race indeed
EYE COLOR: blue-gray-green...the colors of the sea from "sarah: plain and tall"
BIRTHPLACE: tulsy town
*FAVORITES*
NUMBER: 7
COLOR: blue
DAY: wednesday
MONTH: september
SONG(S): right here, right now...fat boy slim; close to you...the cranberries
SEASON: spring/fall
DRINK: sierra mist/ian's smoothies
PREFERENCES:
CHOCOLATE MILK, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: mom's hot chocolate all the way
MILK, DARK OR WHITE CHOCOLATE: dark, please
VANILLA OR CHOCOLATE: chocolate
IN THE LAST 24 HRS, HAVE YOU...?
CRIED? no
HELPED SOMEONE? yes...i marked a MAJOR task off the "DO THIS NOW" list from mom
BOUGHT SOMETHING? yes...redneck garb
GOTTEN SICK? no, thank god. my medicine is working again
GONE TO THE MOVIES? no, i'm sick of movies
GONE OUT FOR DINNER? no
SAID ‘I love you’? yes...i said "i flub you" to ian when he messed up fergie's custom "IFLUBYU" plate. figure it out yourself
WRITTEN A REAL LETTER: no, unfortunately
TALKED TO AN EX?: actually no. wow. bizarre.
MISSED AN EX?: yes. andrew. much.
WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL?: several times
HAD A SERIOUS TALK?: nah
MISSED SOMEONE? yep
HUGGED SOMEONE? yes...several times
FOUGHT WITH YOUR PARENTS? no, thank god
FOUGHT WITH A FRIEND? again, no thank god
Would you ever:
1. Eat a bug?: if i was on fear factor and i had to eat on to pysch out a skinny bitch named tanya, (or something with a snotty y in it) who was talking shit and easily grossed out...yes; if i was sitting outside and a might peckish...no
2. Bungee jump?: um...no. but if i were breaking up with someone i'd say i was going to and then never call
3. LOSE IT?: virginity or sanity? me confused
4. Kill someone?: for all my talk of ass whooping and major bad-ass-osity/charlie bronson potential...no
5. Kiss someone of the same sex?: done it.
6. Parachute from a plane?: if i had no choice
7. Walk on hot coals?: not under light circumstances, for sure
8. Go out with someone for their looks?: did it...muscles mean that brains are underdeveloped
9. Cheat on someone?:no
10. Be a vegetarian?: nah...i likes my meat
11. Wear plaid with stripes?: i imagine i have and i can forsee doing it with pjs or something. but i watch too much queer eye to do something like that lightly
12. IM a stranger?: oh yes...i'd tell them about my father's frosted flakes and whiskey habits, like i did to richard. god he was gullible.
13. Sing Karaoke?: oh yeah
14. Get drunk off your ass: what's the point?
15. Run a red light?: i have before, i can forsee it happening again
16. Star in a porn video?: yeah sure like they'd look at me and say "we want YOU"...i prefer to keep the dignity and keep my body VIP only
17. Dye your hair blue?: done it twice.
18. Be on Survivor?: god no. i'm too grossed out by the concept to even watch
19. Wear makeup in public?: only if it were blue eye shadow for an 80's ball
20. Not wear makeup in public?: every damn day
21. Cheat on a test?: no
22. Make someone cry?: a baby, no. a jerk with 70 bucks in late fees pitching a fit over a dollar...shit yeah
23. Date someone more than 10 years older than you?: doubtful, but you never know
24. Stay up all night? jeff made me try once. i made it to 3 am.
talking to beth and betsy. does liking barbra streisand and the cock make you a gay man? because i think we've found the root of beth's problems...she's a gay man.
betsy is a damn genius. i tried to spell genius with a j. wow. me talk pretty one day, indeed. |
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[Jun. 14th, 2005|12:47 am] |
Six highly downloadable and listenable songs you need right now. And six people who get stuck doing this too.
1. sugar...trick daddy feat ludacris
2. rhythm of the rain...trish tuy trang
3. glass vase cello case...tattletale
4. on your side...pete yorn
5. she don't use jelly...the flaming lips
6. techno remix of theme from american beauty (the original song is called any other name)
I do my Daisy Duke dance for these people:
rocinante89
hagalz
bag_of_bones
bondstein
vofleck
dryvin (i don't care if you've already been picked; pick songs you know i'd like)
"breathe into my hands
i'll cup them like a glass to drink from" - i love that line
NOT REDNECK ENOUGH
me - "where's the hunting stuff"
wally world associate - "you mean sporting goods?"
me - "oh yeah...they call it sport. yeah sporting goods"
this was pre-daisy, though. once we found each other, daisy and i bonded. |
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[Jun. 14th, 2005|12:12 am] |
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there is a new patron saint in my life...daisy duke!
bryant is game for the redneck party, complete with jello wrestling, to happen at his five bachelor pad! this is gonna be huge! party of the year! i'm trying to plan it around the most people being able to come. holla if you gotta date!
i slept til one. i watched tv til five. i cleaned the bathroom. really hardcore. and then i sat out in the pouring rain for ten minutes feeling primal.
pablo neruda poetry...reading/listening to it is like eating a peach. at first it's suprisingly sweet but eventually you get to the pit, the meaningful core of metaphor and meaning. he loved women. you can just tell. delicious.
ian and i, after visiting bryant in a random joyride in REDNECK WOMAN, went to wally world, where we bought a cheap tee shirt for him (we tore the sleeves off and are going to stencil something cool on it), an orange hunting vest, which he doesn't want in his truck, but i insist on, two cowboy hats, a daisy duke/dukes of hazards tank top that AUTOMATICALLY scoots itself to mid midruff (i'm feelin' daisy) and a red white and blue sleeveless pearl button button-down shirt. at home, i made an old pair of shorts into daisy dukes (one side is rather scandalous). ian didn't want cowboy boots...i'm working on that. i want something like that too. i'm also thinking an american flag/union jack swim suit is in order. if i can find me a cheap one, shit yeah! i've seen them before. i just need to follow a few choice individuals to their shopping localities.
point is...redneck fest is getting bigger and bigger...better and better...and i'm excited!
listening to jimmy buffet in that truck...oh man...it's perfect! best summer ever! |
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[Jun. 9th, 2005|04:39 pm] |
i'm still thinking. i'm still inclined to stop preparing for my life and start living it. ian says whatever i decide is fine with him. mom is trying not to give too much advice. she told me today that from the day i was born, i've been myself with fierce integrity. that means a lot. she and dad want me to be happy.
on a side note, i downloaded "rhythm of the rain" covered by a vietnamise girl named trish tuy trang and i like it a lot.
melissa learned that when i'm very tired, i make a very eccentric and revoluntionary conversation.
i closed the store. it was fine. work is work. nothing exciting.
tonight to watch "but i'm a cheerleader", "hotel rowanda" and "death wish v" with charley bronson. damn he is pimp. |
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[Jun. 8th, 2005|03:18 pm] |
i found an article in monday's paper about nannys and i'm intrigued. so i called one agency and they told me all of their requirements and all the different options they have. i could TOTALLY do this! i'm not sure how it will work out with my hollywood job. i should wait until i've got more regular hours. and since my pay would be docked for the first 90 days for the agency, this doesn't bode well as a summer prospect. which raises a few questions about what i want to do...should i stay in school and get a biology degree in order to work at the zoo? or should i consider becoming a nanny? the pay is barely minimum wage, but i would enjoy the work, assuming i was with a nice family. i could live at home. i'd have to get a car. i would be inexperienced at first because most of my babysitting has been for older children. but it would be interesting and it could be fun.
a guy came in who works at the zoo the other day. he told me he worked in the grille and the rainforest on special occaisions. i told him my dream was to work there and he started shaking his head and saying "NOOOO". i told him i'm going to college to get a degree so i don't have to be what he calls a "poop scooper", but he said that's what everyone does for their first five years. not the best source...but i don't think he was lying. i do see much poop in my future.
so it comes to baby poop and no more college...with car and nearby boyfriend
OR
animal poop, three more years of college...no car and distant boyfriend |
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[Jun. 8th, 2005|01:34 pm] |
what the fuck is wrong with the world? read betsy's lj. here's my take on the "statistics" page.
"Also, it is a favorite past-time of many homosexuals to go to "cruisy areas" and have anonymous sex." -oh sure. it's all people do anymore! most homosexuals i know are virgins or monogomos!
"Homosexuals account for half the murders in large cities" (10). - wow. must be a lot of gay gangsta's out there.
sexually normal - that's a neat term. relative considering that homosexuality was sexually normal to the greeks.
It takes approximately $300,000 to take care of each AIDS victim, so thanks to the promiscuous lifestyle of homosexuals, medical insurance rates have been skyrocketing for all of us - no, that's george bush and his love of the conglomerate. and somewhere along the line, heterosexuals got aids. how else could it be so common? and most aids treatments are not paid for by insurance.
In San Francisco, classes were held to teach homosexuals how to not kill their partners during sadomasochism - what? what the fuck?
39-59% of homosexuals are infected with intestinal parasites like worms, flukes and amoebae, which is common in filthy third world countries - oh those filthy poor people we bomb! they give parasites to the gays and the gays pollute our fine christian society with it!
Homosexuals are 100 times more likely to be murdered (usually by another homosexual) than the average person, 25 times more likely to commit suicide, and 19 times more likely to die in a traffic accident - traffic accidents? like they are too busy getting screwed in unsanctioned sexual positions to look at the road?
1 in 20 homosexuals is a child molestor, while 1 in 490 heterosexuals is a child molestor - funny how a lot of children are molested by family members...like fathers and uncles. married men. you can't talk about something as big a child molestation in such black and white terms.
Because homosexuals can't reproduce naturally, they resort to recruiting children - oh yes. this "tolerance" campaign is only to recruit more children and take them from the fold...omg are they serious?
to turn people from Christianity - cuz who i'm attracted to REALLY matters to the church
Kinsey also did perverse studies involving young boys and pedophiles - oh yes. that wicked man experimented and discussed sex, which is a known sin and terribly indecent.
The average yearly income of a homosexual is $55,430.00 (most of which is disposable because no children to take care of!). The average of the general population is $32,144.00. The average of blacks is $12,166.00 (24 - so the average general population doesn't include blacks? is that because they aren't people or what? i'm confused. what about black homosexuals?
59.6% of homosexuals are college graduates. 18.0% of the general population are college graduates (24). Too bad they aren't smart enough to listen to God. - wow. you just mocked yourself right there. good solid argument. surely they are in that 18%.
Where's the job discrimination? - lets read the next phrase and see...
rather try to infiltrate society and get into positions where they will have access to the malleable minds of young children (e.g., the clergy, teachers, Boy Scout leaders, etc.) - ah yes. THERE is the job discrimination.
sexual orientation; phrase made up by homosexuals to try to make themselves look less filthy than they really are - filthy like those third world people with worms!
THE SOY BEAN - the evil weapon making our children gay!
Medical research now shows that homosexuality and gender identity disorder may be caused by SOY TOXINS - soy toxins...is soy toxic?
this all earns a giant "WHAT THE FUCK?" damn betsy. i'd forgotten how ignorant the world can be. watch out for parasites and car wrecks. if the "gay colon disease" or hepatitus b doesn't kill you, surely a car will.
VAST COVER-UP |
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[Jun. 5th, 2005|10:24 am] |
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hollywood is fine. a lot of standing, but still decent co workers. six mullets in seven hours. not bad. it will be my sport to hunt the mullet while putting away boogeyman. everyone wants that movie...and it was so awesomely bad. it's redonkulos.
redneck party to come soon-ish.
babysat hannah last night. she's a hoot.
"the new house has two stories"
"hannah...i must tell you. there will come a time when you will be sitting on top of the landing and you will see some cardboard and say 'hannah, have you ever gone down the stairs on a piece of cardboard before' and you will say 'no, hannah, i have not' and then hannah will say 'let's do it' but you should never listen to that hannah because she will be badly bruised. and she will say words her parents don't know she knows and that's always bad. instead you will say 'hannah, i must not. for alicia has shared her most tragic personal story with me and i will not repeat her mistake"
by the end of my speech, she was choking on capri sun. good times.
hannah - i laugh at anything. i think everything is funny.
me - your face is funny
hannah - *laughs*
i love that girl.
ian won another under 21 award for his car at the ponca show. good times. |
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[May. 31st, 2005|04:34 pm] |
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let's see...
i went to the lake with sarah and her very tall friend jeff on sunday. jeff rented a pontoon boat and we cruised over to dripping springs aka party cove...where we had fifteen minutes of chill time before we had to book it back to the marina. it was a three hour tour. the ride to grand was fun. jeff had some fun techno and we rocked out in his big truck all the way there. body rock came on right as we were crossing a bridge and seeing the lake for the first time. that was a good liberating moment. after the lake, we ate at pistal pats where the service is cranky at best, but the hamburgers are good. jeff and sarah oogled all the off roading vehicles while i searched for mullets and supreme white trash examples. it was fun and i spent the rest of the day recovering from our EXTREMELY early departure time. 6 am equals ugly.
sarah talks in her sleep. fast. "i don't want to do it, but i don't know. i'm going to have to do the laundry but i really hate it and i just did it and i don't want to do it but someone is going to have to and i know it's going to be that ends up doing it soooooo..."
orientation class at hollywood today. i learned from the jackass rip offs called the knuckleheads that store safety is no joke. i was also inspired to try mop bucket jousting. it looks frickin awesome. i was also shown several more tricksy ways to steal from my employer should i ditch the whole "quest for integrity and honesty" business...which is way not likely. they also implied that buying movies on sale and selling them at full price to friends was wrong. i'm confused on that one. anyone seen the hwood training tapes (all nine of them...at least 12 min each) that caught that little blip? so i got paid to watch cheesy scenarios and fill out forms saying that yes i am a citizen and yes i do think honesty is important.
so there was a nickel on the floor of the manager's office. i don't know if it just fell, or if it was one of those "tests"...they can't be that poor, can they? so i left it there and said nothing. the store manager at that store looks like the oeta movie guy and sorta creeps me out. he does, however, have a thing for steven segal movies. that's good.
ian has a truck. named redneck woman. we're going to paint a daisy duke on it and cruise to redneck tunes in our mullet wigs all summer and it will be RIGHTEOUS!
bowling last night with dan, carrie and ian. bowled a 126 and beat everyone else by at least 10. totally a fluke. was having fun until something AWFUL started coming out of the vents and causing all four of us to have allergic reactions. and the jew...is not that allergic.
lately, it's been...watery, itchy eyes...goopy eyes in morning...sniffles...sneezing...itching...headaches...coughing......i blame the pope and cottonwood trees.
i start work saturday. fireman graduation for cousin david friday. oral surgery tomorrow. renewal of prescriptions thurs. pap today. good times.
am reading "sense and sensability". laughed out loud today at description of mrs jennings. she's awful but i love the woman. maybe because i identify with her the most, aside from elinor. i'm passionate like marianne but i'm not easily in and out of love. i'm more an elinor in the way i love. the way i talk...all mrs jennings. if anyone out there gets this, more power to you. if not...pshaw.
oh..ps. dave matthews is AWFUL. ick. i fell asleep the second frogs put it on the radio on the way back from the lake to spare my ears the smarmy ickiness that is dave. i woke up to techno and tulsa streets. damn right. |
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[May. 27th, 2005|07:28 pm] |
i've been lazy...and it's been nice. mom and i got into a stretching war like on the simpsons...and she forfeited. i interviewed today at hollywood and it was like "here's what you wear to work" not like "tell me about your job experience". hot. two questions asked the whole time...1) are you full time seasonal? yes..to which he responded "oh perfect" and 2) what are three of your favorite movies?
HELLS YES!
if i do fine at the interview tomorrow, i'm looking at a summer/holiday job with movie nerds (like me) and THREE FREE MOVIE/GAME RENTALS whenever i want them. at any time. holy crap! that rocks!
maybe i'll rent "alexander" for dan.
tee hee.
star wars III...good, albeit sappy in some parts. i'll elaborate on my "lava floe dialogue" problem later. |
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[May. 25th, 2005|04:51 pm] |
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so i go to borders to hang out with melissa and there's alice, working her last day in the cafe before marrying teddy saturday and moving to norman where they'll both go to ou! wow...the ring was beautiful, the dress sounds perfect, and john waldron, as he can't perform the wedding, is best man...complete with bachelor party for teddy. sweet jesus, that's awesome!
melissa and i hung out at the rose garden for a bit. i was about to invite her to dinner but she took something i said as to mean "LEAVE DAMNIT" so she left abruptly. i made casserole again. it was even better this time because we didn't leave lemon juice in beth's trunk.
ian is so cute when he is sleeping. he came over, recieved a back rub and dozed off in my arms. he's so awesome! i laid there and day dreamed about speeches. i talk so much i talk in my dreams, too! i used to plan graduation speeches, starting in elementary school. now i mostly plan wedding speeches. sometimes i even let ian talk...and sometimes i'm nice to my dad's rents. sometimes...no. it's like "these gps are so sweet and helped so much and....and y'all...thanks for...everything?"
i ripped off the top third of my thumb nail. much bleeding and throbbing. then i cover it with a bandaid for two days...only to reinjure it right after removing an old bandaid. now i've covered it with liquid bandage. hopefully that prevents re-re-injury. it looks like crap with all its dried blood...but it's not the worst ever. |
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[May. 25th, 2005|04:25 pm] |
Poem: "The Man Next Door Is Teaching His Dog to Drive" by Cathryn Essinger from My Dog Does Not Read Plato.
FROM THE WRITER'S ALMANAC
The Man Next Door Is Teaching His Dog to Drive
It all began when he came out one morning
and found the dog waiting for him behind the wheel.
He thought she looked pretty good sitting there,
so he started taking her into town with him
just so she could get a feel for the road.
They have made a few turns through the field,
him sitting beside her, his foot on the accelerator,
her muzzle on the wheel. Now they are practicing
going up and down the lane with him whispering
encouragement in her silky ear. She is a handsome
dog with long ears and a speckled muzzle and he
is a good teacher. Now my wife, Millie, he says,
she was always too timid on the road, but don't you
be afraid to let people know that you are there.
The dog seems to be thinking about this seriously.
Braking, however, is still a problem, but he is building
a mouthpiece which he hopes to attach to the steering
column, and when he upgrades to one of those new
Sports Utility Vehicles with the remote ignition device,
he will have solved the key and the lock problem.
Although he has not yet let her drive into town,
he thinks she will be ready sometime next month,
and when his eyes get bad and her hip dysplasia
gets worse, he thinks this will come in real handy. |
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[May. 24th, 2005|05:55 pm] |
www.eathufu.com hilarious
i got a call from hollywood for an interview friday! YES!
oral surgery on the second. i'm getting an implant...for a tooth. good times.
i'm happy because
1) free body by victoria panties
2) new skirt from gadzooks
3) ben and i have been hanging out playing dynasty warriors
fun. dad's out of town. mom said "bitch, you ain't goin' back" today. it was great. ben said something to the effect of "once you go black, you never go back" because we were eating chicken and someone said "once you go dark (as in dark meat), you never go back". then ben said something about OJ and mom said "is that why you never go back? cuz they'll kill you?" it was funny and not pc at all. whatev. |
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[May. 24th, 2005|05:35 pm] |
appearances are not what they seem. ie hitler was a vegetarian...a vegetarian that murdered six million people. so the last post caused much debate about ethics...and i wanted to try this out.
a woman is pregnant with her third child. she is married and in good socio-economic standing. should she have an abortion?
if you said no, you just saved john wayne gacy.
john wayne gacy paid his taxes, visited sick children as pogo the clown and threw legendary fourth of july barbeques....he also raped and murdered 33 men and buried them under his house.
maybe it all goes to show that if you beat a child and accuse him of being a homosexual, he will learn to take out his own whateveryouwanttocallit on young boys who he rapes and brutally murders.
gacy was a homosexual. he was also a pedophile and a psychopath. he's not your average guy. but he's not as rare as you'd think. and disregarding the product of shame and abuse is not wise.
what would a tolerant home have done for him? who knows? i guess the point is no one can know the effect of their actions...but it's still really shitty to get drunk, beat your son and call him a faggot. |
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