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Ok, fourth of July weekend = my hell. Work has been so crazy since all the tourists arrived for the holiday. It sucks because they are all mean and stuck up and just don't give a shit about anyone but their own little vacation time. And as Maggie and I have established they must come up here to buy ugly clothing because that seems to be all that
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Anyway. "Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match, find me a find, catch me a catch!" Hahaha.
"I don't want another fish. I want that fish. I want the blue-eyed, angel-faced fish. I want the David Schrader fish."
"Anything other than mad, passionate love is just a waste of time. There are too many mediocre things in this world to deal with, love shouldn't have to be one of them."
I just don't know what to do. Help me, please :-( This is so dumb. I feel like a little girl ;-) I can't help it though, dude. You can tell your mind to shut the fuck up, but your heart? Never....
Ahh. Shit. Help :-( This sucks big time. Don't even see him ever. With an acception of a few minutes. Blah. I'm dumb.
Art Boy. You two need to talk. Hang out. Find out what the fuck could/might/will/won't go on. Sheesh.
But I shall leave you with this, Cinnamon Twister... Don't give up. I'm saying that in general. It can apply to one thing, and it can apply to another. And it can even apply to that other thing. Anything, really..
"Choices are like connecting highways. They all take you to the same place. Some just take longer to get there..."
- The recently dubbed Taco Bell Happy Meal Toy, Lily Jules the Sweetie Pie Grasshopper (I have so many nicknames!!! GAAAGH!)
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