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[Jan. 16th, 2009|12:14 am] |
Helena, Montana was founded on 30 October 1864 after gold was found there.
And John Adams and I still share a birthday. And Tory Belleci from Mythbusters.
Life is good. |
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[Dec. 3rd, 2008|09:08 am] |
On the twelfth day of Christmas,  cuteapple sent to me... Twelve hickies drumming Eleven friends piping Ten books a-leaping Nine kisses dancing Eight tears a-milking Seven cats a-swimming Six letters a-hiking Five bu-u-u-usch gardens Four love notes Three disposable cameras Two lost loves ...and a cheese in a psychology. |
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[Sep. 26th, 2008|12:30 am] |
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I can't figure out a good time to do math. It seems, 12:30 AM, not so good. Let's try religion for awhile, shall we?
Being single always makes me miss Matthew just that much more. Maybe I can get some writing done tonight. |
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[Sep. 14th, 2008|01:06 am] |
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Free your secrets and become who you are. ~Frank Warren |
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[Jul. 29th, 2008|11:54 pm] |
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I'm not looking forward to going to Dumbledore's funeral. But man, that's one great-looking trailer. |
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[Jul. 20th, 2008|11:57 pm] |
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Note to self: Avacados are dangerous! Please use caution when opening. Stupid. |
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[Jul. 19th, 2008|01:32 am] |
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Fuck, this hurts. I really, really should have planned better for today but I just didn't realize how bad I would feel. I should have known when I canceled my airline ticket last week and felt like taking all 240 crazy pills I was given. I was okay until I realized that RIGHT NOW I would have been in California. This very moment was planned out. And he threw it all away.
I am clearly not ready to date.
And my favorite fuck buddy goes and gets himself a fiancee without so much as a warning. How rude.
And Mr. Across the Bay is missing in action. We need to work on our timing.
All three of them do, really. Feast or famine with my men across the globe.
But, tomorrow is another day. I'm back at the job I love to hate for drug testing and costume sizing. With luck, my track record of HOS guys will be restored in full. Eat your heart out. |
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[Jul. 7th, 2008|11:57 pm] |
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Sometimes I feel crazy. And I ask myself "J, why do you feel crazy?" and I respond "I'm crazy, how should I know why I feel like this? DUH." Not BAD crazy, just not-normal. Overwhelmed when clearly I should just be whelmed. And I list to myself normal, whelmed things. Nope, still overwhelmed. I should just ::insert current self-destructive behaviour here::. Wait. There's gotta be a reason. I'm usually not this crazy. Start flipping through a Bradley Trevor Grieve book--a sure cure for momentary crazy. DUH J. Today, I was rushing all day to get stuff done and missed my first and backup meds. Well, there you go crazyhead. I'm doing so well with my meds that I actually forget that I'm sick. That's the whole idea though: normal life with minimal side effects. That's the point and that's what works. So, tomorrow, 9 AM, take meds. Do the perfectly whelmed things that life entails. Remember that crazy is just one of the fun things that make me fun.
Gotta practice turning into a monster tomorrow. I'm rusty. |
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