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Last Night
Last night incluced a biker band, a jazz club, and a drag queen show at a gay bar.
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It feels like...
In one quick moment, I'll be swooped up into another reality.
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wish I had more time for my brian
-damn straight.
My life these past couples of weeks have been events of go here, go there. I've been fairly exhausted and my lack of money really doesn't seem to want to keep up. My paycheck is depleted the moment I get it thanks to high gas costs and photo developing. Argh... don't get me started on photo developing.
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It seems like all the butterflies were told that today is the first day of spring and they all should come out to celebrate.
I've never seen so many butterflies in Moreno Valley before.
It's odd to be reminded that nature does exists.
Surprising it gets along fairly well in spite of us.
Anyway. A little rant.
So, without a doubt, Santa Cruz is taking me ( Read more... ) -
with a noose she could hang in the sun.
The order of greatness in ways you can wish someone a happy birthday :- through a comment on myspace.
- through a text message.
- through a phone call/voice mail.
- through buying booze.
- through face to face.
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very lame...
I spent the night over at the Wade's and probably didn't sleep more than a half an hour ( Read more... ) -
I've come to this amazing conclusion.
That I take life far too seriously.
Screw that.
I'm going to look make a joke out of everything.
Even if no one else gets it.
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Man oh man...
For being single, my Valentine's Day wasn't all so bad.
I had a lovely lunch with Chrystal.
Afterwards, I had a singles celebration with random strangers and Leo.
I met a guy.
One of his favorite singers.... Beck.
One of his favorite movies.... The Science of Sleep.
He plays guitar and is a music major at UCR.
What's the problem?
He's Christian.
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excuse me
Tonight just feels like one of those nights that just won't end. I really would love to just fall asleep in my bed right now, but I just feel extremely restless.
Let me apologize in advance for a boring blog.
Ugh, even the word blog sounds so incredibly boring.
I've decided recently that I'm not using this live journal to the best of its abilities.
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so sorry,
It doesn't matter that he wears shirts with Campbell soup cans on them.
He was still a piece of work that I just couldn't deal with.
There are plenty fish in the sea that wear soup cans and various other Andy Warhol paraphernalia.
So UGH to you Mr. Man.
After working with a certain someone, I feel like such a optimist.
She swears to me that she is the ( Read more... )