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( try me! ) [08 Jan 2004|11:02am]
[ mood | refreshed ]
[ music | Nate playing guitar. ]

I decided to change all my shit.

So no more ninja.

My journal is here

My new screen name is FlownRoundHere

Add me, please.

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that' [05 Jan 2004|08:44pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]
[ music | Nate playing guitar. ]

"There is no human contact! It's pure animal nudity!" - Paul Duell.

Yeah... finally a good moment in my day (other than Nate, of course)! Since the Skull Cruiser is sick right now and Nate's car is having a problem, Dan had to drive us home.

Which is okay, now... considering the circumstances. Hopefully I won't have to edit this later. DAMN IT.


(5 took the time. | try me! )

[edited] [04 Jan 2004|09:48am]
[ mood | thankful ]
[ music | Nate playing guitar ]

Did you make the cut? )

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didn' [04 Jan 2004|01:58am]
[ mood | awake ]
[ music | Three Eleven ]

Your body is a country that you know I'll return to
Craving like a family heirloom that I am into
No baby how could I follow everything you do
Just remember when we touch, I feel so renewed

I am sick and it's fun.

Guess Who rocks...

but Nate rocks more.

( try me! ) [01 Jan 2004|09:19pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]
[ music | "Hybrid Moments" by the Misfits ]


Why am I so tired at 9:19 PM?

Drunkfest last night. I also indulged in about eight pot cookies. Mmm, chocolaty goodness. More beer tonight, hopefully.

Nate took me to Victoria's Secret today. I took back the tiny bra and got one that fit. And an eyebrow pencil. Woo!


I really am tired.

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i' [30 Dec 2003|12:08pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]
[ music | Three Eleven. ]

So Nate is home but not really because I only got to hang out with him for a few hours, then I was exhausted and we went to sleep but I convinced my dad to take us out to breakfast but as soon as we got out of bed Nate called work and they said he had to be there in thirty minutes so he's at work and now I am lonely again. ROCK ON.

I miss my damn boyfriend.

I'm gonna go smoke some marijuana now.

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thanks.a. [28 Dec 2003|06:26pm]
[ mood | high ]
[ music | the Rod-man. ]

Pick a band and answer only using that band's song titles:
Rod Stewart
(not a band, but I'm still using him, too bad.)

01. Are you male or female?: Street Fighting Man
02. Describe yourself: Forever Young
03. How do some people feel about you?: Da' Ya' Think I'm Sexy?
04. How do you feel about yourself?: I Don't Want to Talk About It
05. Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest: Some Guys Have All the Luck
06. Where would you rather be?: So Far Away
07. Describe what you want to be: What's Made Milwaukee Famous
08. Describe how you live: We're Havin' a Party
09. Describe how you love: You're My Girl (I Don't Want To Discuss It)
10. Share a few words of wisdom: First Cut Is the Deepest

(2 took the time. | try me! )

poo.poo.diarrhea.stank.vomit.fart.gross.shit. [27 Dec 2003|11:20pm]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | Holly McNarland. ]

I've had a tummyache for three straight days now. Thanks, whatever-it-is-that's-making-me-sick! If this shit (literally) doesn't stop, I guess I have to go see a doctor. Oh yeah, that totally rocks, especially since I have no medical insurance.

My love comes home the day after tomorrow. I'm too excited.

Shopping with Sarah today: two hot pairs of ten dollar Levi's from ROSS, a thrift store-esque Oriental style top and brown/lace sleep shorts from Old Navy, $5.74 black, pointy shoes, forty-nine new eyeshadows, and four sexy lingerie outfits from Target, wooo!

Oh yeah, I got a cool shower caddy shelf thing from Wal*Mart yesterday, too. It actually turned out to be not such a cool shower caddy shelf thing because it was too tall for my shower, and I ended up on my bedroom floor at midnight hacking away with a rusty saw. Oh yeah, now that's fun. But it's cool now that I made my moderations.

Oh, how I love to ramble...

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you

(3 took the time. | try me! )

[25 Dec 2003|03:37pm]
Merry Christmas if ya' dig it.

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bros.before.hoes. [21 Dec 2003|01:57pm]
White.power. )
Note the lack of piercings... weird.

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wheee. [20 Dec 2003|10:24pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]
[ music | Toadies ]

I finally hung out with someone other than Nate today. Heh. And it was cool.

I also only cried twice, and only for about five seconds. But, I ate. And not just a little bit.

I think someone has a crush on my brother. Not that there's anything wrong with that, I just never would've guessed that it'd be her of all people.

I LOVE NATE! I LOVE NATE! I LOVE NATE! I LOVE NATE x 81290389127591274381401295190580198423508930980984167846513218978947654. Seriously.

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i'' [19 Dec 2003|10:41pm]
[ mood | lonely ]
[ music | Coldplay. ]

Is it normal to cry this much?

( try me! ) [18 Dec 2003|03:22pm]
[ mood | depressed ]
[ music | Coldplay. ]

He left again today.
This time he won't just be a weekend. He'll be gone for eleven days.
West Virginia, eat my ass.
I still hate OIA. Bullshit, I tell you.
I bawled almost the entire way home. And not just because he was gone.
But because I was lost.
It blew.
I was almost out of gas, I had only $1.85, and there were tolls coming out of nowhere.
He better take good pictures.
I better get a job while he's gone.
I better get my car fixed, too.
Mother fucking slutty alternator.

Oh yeah... I've caught up with everyone else in realizing that I have no real friends. That rocks.

You're the one I love

(5 took the time. | try me! )

[13 Dec 2003|10:39pm]
We're so hot
and you're so jealous!

(2 took the time. | try me! ) [12 Dec 2003|01:41pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]
[ music | Fighters of Foo. ]

One last thing before I quit...

I never wanted anymore than I could fit into my head. I still remember every single word you said and all the shit that somehow came along with it. Still, there's one thing that comforts me since I was always caged and now I'm free! )

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[10 Dec 2003|05:33pm]
Oh, the weather outside is frightful

If you haven't been frolicking outdoors today, then you missed out.

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lovin'''s.s' [10 Dec 2003|12:19pm]
[ mood | stuffy! ]
[ music | Fighters of Foo ]

I received a note this morning on my door from my father...
Here is an excerpt:


What a jackoff. I was pretty fucked up, yes. And Nate was over. And fun Rachel-Nate alone in Rachel's bedroom things were occurring. So I guess I could've been a little more quiet. But you know what... I don't care. I'm just glad I avoided a potential embarrassing situation this morning at about four AM.
I was going to the closet in the hallway for some clean towels, and being naked, I thought it a good idea to leave the light off in case I had a random family encounter on the way. I AM SO GLAD THAT I THOUGHT ABOUT THIS! As soon as I walked out of my bedroom door, my father said my name... and I could tell he was about three feet from me! :( EEK!!! It still freaked me out, and I screamed bloody murder, but I just ran back in my room, hah.

I put mistletoe all over my house. It's fun!
I have the most sniffly nose ever. It's not fun!
I think I'm almost done Christmas shopping. I wish I had more money.
I hope I win the lottery tonight.
I'll buy everyone a new car.

OH yeah... why wasn't I aware that Against Me! was playing with Anti-Flag until now, you dirty fucking sluts? WHY?!??!?

And no work today. :) :) :) :) :)

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babies.pickin.noses. [07 Dec 2003|10:49pm]
[ mood | working ]
[ music | Hot Hot Heat. ] )

(3 took the time. | try me! )

winnie.the.pooh. [06 Dec 2003|12:41pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]
[ music | Three Eleven. ]

Well, fuck-o. I don't know where the father figure is, and I need some money. For smoke related items. DAMN.

Whoa oh oh.


I went to the street party last night so Brandi and I could meet her parents for money. I saw a funny chain. A Skyla-Liam-multiple-Christina chain. It looked fun. They were the only people I recognized there. It was quite odd.

But not as odd and gay as Thomas Barrett.

Everyone have a wonderful day. And whack one.

(3 took the time. | try me! )

The last thing my father said before he left this morning was, "Don't drop the camera."

I am now a member of the People Who Break Cameras They Don't Own club.

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