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[04 May 2007|03:04am]
owl, beetle, windmill,
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[28 Apr 2007|06:11pm]
I've been going about this all wrong.
Also, eucalyptus mint soap smells delicious. Hopefully when I make my green tea apricot soap, it will smell as pleasant.
I'm telling my mom over dinner. It feels like the right time.
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[28 Apr 2007|02:05am]
Bird flying toward a house with a tree. Star. Palm tree. Hey Jude. Such a good mood.
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[26 Apr 2007|07:56am]
Elephant, owl, a broken circle, tree, bird flying away from M.

I think I'm going to find out today.
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[25 Apr 2007|02:24am]
The other day: A horse, a tortoise, a cross, and a rabbit.
Tonight: rose, house, knight, circle
I'm very distracted tonight. I didn't focus enough to really get anything.

I want a better teacup for my birthday.
I'm also considering a new journal, because this one never particularly moved me. GJ had my heart for awhile, but I think I've outgrown it. All the people who really mean something are here, so I will be, as well.
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[23 Feb 2007|04:54am]
I am terribly inconsistent, something I have come to understand about myself, however much I hate it. But it's the sort that has a support of just trying to survive the last rags of childhood as they catch on every little bitty thing and try to pull me back down into it. Unfortunately for them, I have the pinking shears of 3 AM, a full pack of cigarettes, and tomorrow. Those bitches ain't got shit on me.

I want to win the lottery so I can fucking move to Finland right now. Well, next Thursday. Or the one after that. Or the one after that. I don't care. I just don't want to have to wait until June. I've been too long alone in my head.
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[10 Dec 2006|07:18am]
I had forgotten art.
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[30 Nov 2006|02:26am]
I am terrified of being in love with her. And I don't know why.
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[17 Nov 2006|03:04am]
I forgot that the word amazing is one I use so often. For tonight, it was a new word. I created it just for you. It was your word, the only one that could adequately describe everything about you that draws me to the very edge and creates in me a new and volatile being. Undone, utterly, weeping in the cold because I'm a broken person. I hurt people and I know it. I've done it countless times. But you are willing. Willing to take a chance on me, to try again. You are willing to open yourself up to be slaughtered, if I mess this up again. You make me feel. Feel beautiful, feel peaceful, feel contained and yet unbridled. You make me feel secure. It's okay to be a hopeless romantic. It's okay to like Jewel. It's okay to want to dance the night away. It's okay to believe in the power of my own hand. "Which finger has the power to control the world?" You're beautiful. Thank you so, so much.
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[14 Nov 2006|12:57am]
Barbara Walters is on Conan O'Brien. I... that just... the ad shows dancing.
I love Conan. I remember when I didn't. You know, back when I had never seen an episode. He amuses me, and is a cupcake.
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[14 Nov 2006|12:33am]
I wish I could jam to the Aquallamas every day.
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[08 Nov 2006|02:09am]
It's like I stepped in water. My magic shoes stopped working.
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[03 Nov 2006|10:59pm]
I finally understand the meaning of "hopeless romantic."
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[03 Nov 2006|02:00am]
I don't want to go to work. I want to go back to sleep. But I get sushi tonight, so it's all even. My tummy wants that sushi right now. Right now, mothafucka. Right fuckin now.

Um. My excuse is that it's 2AM.

It's time to jump back in and eljay my life away. Ready or not.

Is Superman Returns still playing in theaters?
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[25 Jul 2006|09:17pm]
My mom is drunk on Benadryl, my sister is high on and mighty, my boyfriend is out doing boy things, and I really want to be out. Out somehwere. Out out out.
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[07 Jul 2006|11:58pm]
And the Noz spake saying, "Uhm. Could you pierce my lip?"
And the man with the hands said, "Sure."
And the Noz responded, "Sweet."
And the man with the hands fucked it up a little and had to repierce the hole and commented, "You just got a free piercing and I feel like such an asshole."
And the Noz smiled and returned, "It's alright, man."

My lip is still numb.
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Questions of the Week(primarily this past week, not the week to come) [26 Jun 2006|06:07pm]
-Why is my left ear lobe more stretchy than my right?
-Why do I crave realistic endings, but become bitter at the lack of happy endings?
-Why does time move so slowly and then quickly when I least want it to?
-Would I really do heroin?
-How much disapproval would I truly be met with if I chose to?
-What makes one poison more evil than another?
-How did I just become Squanto to their Satchimo and Sasquatch?
-Why can't I remember anything from my sophomore year of math?
-Shrooms, yay or nay?
-What made Amanda think she knew how much I loved William?
-What happened to my plans of yesteryear?
-Why can't I just move on?
-What if I'm not the only one stuck in the past?
-What is a good quote to put on that postcard?
-Along that some line, will he understand what I am trying to say?
-Why can't I just say it?
-Why do I ask so many questions?
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[23 Jun 2006|12:53am]
Not a very good day. Nope. Nope. Nope.
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[22 Jun 2006|11:11am]
And The Lord spake, saying, "Thou shalt not drink in excess for then thou wilt look very stupid and scrape thy elbow upon the cement, as an addition to copious vomiting." Methuselah 12:17
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[05 Jun 2006|02:05pm]
What is sexy- wearing my pretty green dress to church even though it's uber-casual Sunday night, getting the "Oh you're very pretty right now" face, being superior by having my area cleaned up first, taking a kabajillion pictures of my wee ones, mom moving her pumping factory across the room so I can once more rule the computer

What is not sexy- wearing four inch heels that are slightly too small and skwoosh me uncomfortably, being sweaty, having my wee brother hug me while he is all sweaty, my scaly lizard alien peeling shoulders, finding out that the minute long video of the baby is too dark for anyone to see what she's doing, not having anyone to take pictures of but the wee ones, this country music that plays in my house CONSTANTLY
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