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today i went to mass. i got there on time and everything. then i spent most of the hour staring at the cute alter boy. came back to my grandmas house and washed my car. waxed it. shined the tires. looks so hot. but of course, it is a new volkswagen. my mom and i went to sheetz and got m.t.o's. they have JONE's SODA. mmm. i got FUFU BERRY. its so ( Read more... )

fuck christmas. fuck all you greedy, spoiled rotten kids who got ipods and xboxs. fuck your lack of appreciation for your unwanted gifts. i didnt get jack shit for christmas. not a single thing.

so i ate this vegan chicken salad my mom bought. and now i have to run back to the bathroom every 45 minutes to throw up. i dyed my hair cherry cola pink. so nauseas. the end.

so last night i rolled down in stafford, where just about fucking every person we chilled with had a vw golf. which was fucking awesome. but only mine had the pinstripes. saw 'Lemony Snickett's; a Series of Unfortunate Events'. it was uhh. okay. a little boring. i would maybe rent it. too "Big Fish"-esque. hmm, wow. its snowing outside. but its not ( Read more... )

blah. i hate my scale. it says i weigh 127 lbs. what is that bullshit. im cold. and im drinking yummy grapefruit juice. tomorrow im getting my oil changed. i slept all day today. i got carded at the fucking bp station the other day. apparently i could pass for 15. i think im sleepy. bye.

change of plans. due to brokeness, im going to see Le Tigre at the 930 club. cause i simply dont think i could afford the gas and ticket all the way to baltimore to the sonar lounge. but i still want to see my ariel! (you should come down here via metro sometime. ill pick you up and well have a night on the town, darling.)

so im going to see Le Tigre on the 11th in baltimore at the sonar lounge. which might be a tad unreasonable cause they are totally playing the 930 club on the 12th. but i cant miss immortal technique, so eff it. in other news i am majorly depressed. i was going to make 100$ for doing ten hours of data entry work for my moms company. but i guess i ( Read more... )

who kills dimebag darrell, seriously! wtf.

http://www.cnn.com/2004/US/12/09/nightclub.shooting/index.html

as of march 1st, 2005 i will be a resident of either Chicago,Il or Dallas, TX. my friend mike and i decided we both want the hell out of virginia. hah.