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Friday, March 18, 2005

Hi pixiestomp! It's been 777 (wow, that's a big number) days since you joined Xanga...

The credits are rolling, this movie is over. (I'm finished with Xanga.)

My journal is like a casual conversation you overhear between two strangers. Neither actually care about what is going on in the others life. They just pretend.

I'm moving soon.

In the end, I really will miss this place. Seems like it's only now that I'm starting to realize this.

I will miss mornings like today and nights that seem to go on forever.

However, the rest of my life is waiting. I'm looking forward to getting it started.

I don't believe in "farewells." Perhaps one day we will randomly pass each other on the streets; pretending to be interested in how the other persons life is going.

"Call me and we will go out for lunch," the words roll off our tongues like alcohol going down an alcoholics throat. The words are so insincere and yet we smile. I will turn down one street and you will turn down another.

Finito.


Wednesday, March 16, 2005

I wanted to take a moment to recognize all the people on the list that make the world a much better place to live in. Without their existence I don't know how I would live. Without further ado:

All these kids running around trying to be "artsy." Wow you took a picture of a garbage can, that's so amazing.You are the first one to ever do that. What? You made it black and white? You are really going somewhere in life, my friend.

Kids that try to jump on the bandwagon but end up breaking their necks and looking like a jackass.

Kids who consider themselves to be "individuals." Yes, you are a real individual wearing black eyeliner and a shirt that has a penguin on it that says "I can fly."

Girls that went through their "rebel" stage and got a butterfly tattoo.

People who take themselves seriously. Then after they realize what a joke they really are, watching them have a breakdown. But hold on, it doesn't end, because then you get to watch them go be "something" else.

Want good entertainment? Turn on the television and watch people who weigh 400+ pounds on talk shows crying, afraid they are going to die because they had one to many bigmac attacks.

I love how Subway is now selling Angus subs! They finally caught on that the Subway diet is not what America wants.

Speaking of Subway, I like how their "spokesman" Jared is now shown from the waist up in commercials. He must be eating the Angus subs now.

There's nothing more that I like then people who decide they must trim their fingernails in public. I better start wearing sunglasses everywhere I go, I don't want your crummy fingernails flying into my eyes and making me go blind.

Speaking of blind people, I believe they deserve a standing ovation for trying to be self sufficient and are by themselves shopping. I love getting behind them on escalators and having to stand there for a good five-ten minutes waiting on them to step onto the escalator.


Tuesday, March 08, 2005

For the longest time I said "I would love to get in the car and just go, with no set destination, or get in the plane and not tell anyone where I am going." Well I done just that.

With no particular place in mind, I got in the car and started driving. After driving through several states, I ended up here at my best friends place.

It's hard to say where all I will end up between now and the weekend. Perhaps Atlanta and Austin.


Sunday, February 27, 2005

I have that special glow around me..Last night my cherry got popped. Fast and out of control would be a good way to sum it up. That's right, I went to my first gay club. Suck my pussy. Amazement would be a fair word to describe the experience...I saw a naked drag queen. I even tipped one.

Tara, Melissa, and I shook our little tailfeathers to some "I love Rock-N-Roll." There was a guy there who looked an awful lot like Ryan Cabrera! I was a little let down though. I wanted to see some boys dancing like out of the movie(Rules Of Attraction....Where they are in their underwear dancing and drinking.)

Things that were in abundance last night: Silky shirts that had dragons and fire on them, mullets, perms, horrible tattoos, many yo boys/girls, and creepy old men.

 


Friday, February 25, 2005

Since none of us have been camping Melissa, Tara and I decided that we need to do that soon. Yes you read that right. Us vs. nature!

We decided that we don't have to know how to build a fire; we will just take a lot of hairspray and perfume and get the fire started that way.

The pioneer women have nothing on us.

Know of any good places to go camping?



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