Her name is Sheila. That's the highlight of my day.

All the other stuff in my life.
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I'm feeling pretty pissed right now. My good week just went to shit. I had a great week, and it seems it ended on the 18th of March, 2005 @ 2:24 p.m esque. It went really good (we just hit our bonus, so we get a bonus of $1k) to awful (25% tax on the bonus, + the other thing) in a matter of me walking from the store to the food court. Only a few of ( Read more... )

( Pretty Girls Make Graves, In Concert at Jilians )

We spoke again today. She made me think about her, twice. She's beautiful; there I said it. Wow, but today was exceptional. Anyways, I decided to comment and disallow (is there a word? It didn't correct me, so it must be) and um, yea, no comments for you guys. You'll just have to read and ... r e a d. Wow, though. I really should do something. You ( Read more... )

Steak girl makes my day. We now have conversations. I have been promoted in life. She likes my hair. I should probably have mentioned to her her effect on me. Or is it affect? I can't remember, nor think. I bet she has a boyfriend anyways. He probably takes out to eat at some nice place. She likes him, I'm sure. Maybe loves him. Maybe she's married ( Read more... )

( yeah yeah yeah )

This is getting out of hand. Here's the story ( Read more... )

Nothing new on my side of the street ( Read more... )

So anyways, I've been listening to my iPod, and one thing is clear:


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>>Reply : Connie

I had this really long post but I deleted because it was messy. And now I've only 5 more minutes of my lunch break. So, to sum up what I wrote.

I salute any terrorists planning on attacking the world's technology.