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Sep. 7th, 2006

makes me sort of sad that they moved Michael's away. sunday was their grand opening over in fisher's landing (which i actually know the location of, thanks to the adventure of getting on the wrong bus.), and the very next day, i came to work to see some older guy scraping the letters off the building. i had PLANNED on taking a dorky picture of michaels next to officemax so you could see how cheesily short my commute between jobs was, but ... no more. le sigh.

last night, i dreamed of being at the end of a visit to nothinganything and sonatamoonlite. it was time for me to go back to the airport, and i had to pack. omgzorx, my stuff somehow got ALL OVER their house. sweet adam was mostly patient with me at first, but after time went by and i could barely function mentally for the packing i was trying (and failing) to do, he got irritated. but i don't want to leave anything behind! i might not be here again! so we grabbed my stuff and took me to the bus stop. i really wanted to chew gum, but my hands were full, so i couldn't get a piece out to pop in my mouth. but I REALLY REALLY WANTED TO CHEW GUM, you understand, so i started putting my luggage down... and the bus careens around the corner. i hastily grab everything up, as i know that if i'm not standing RIGHT AT the corner, they'll drive by. i flagged down the bus by yelling and screaming my entire soul out to the bus driver in such an emotional state... climbed on the bus... and a few blocks down the road, realized it was the wrong bus, they were taking me AWAY from the airport! grr. so i got off in some woods where a guy waved a wand and made me a naked 16 year old girl with no mental past, so i had to relearn everything. i didn't KNOW it was wrong to be naked, i just WAS.

wow, i'm such a sloth now that school isn't in session. school goes BACK in session in about a week and a half, so, my pretties, those of you who actually miss my texting shall start to hear from me on a regular basis again. I SHALL TEXT THEE. i shall text thee with the oh so important texts i always send, like "i almost stepped on a snake!" or "i just drooled my gum out of my mouth in front of strangers."

and, to prove i've always been a nerd, here is a picture of me, age 18, as i helped my team win 2nd place in the Academic Olympics. I was the English Division.

edit: i'm double jointed in the fingers, which is apparent from the index finger under the trophy. ew.



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Sep. 7th, 2006 08:18 pm (UTC)
Ok so this is how you know the world is weird. I saw the tag of dreams and I started hear Sweet Dreams in my head as I was reading, but it was the Marlyin Manson cover, so... why is it when I got to the part about the guy in the woods it was the part in the song that said "I want to use you and abuse you"

... weird, but now I want some gum. Bubbamax I think.

Sep. 7th, 2006 11:51 pm (UTC)
it seems that you, sir, are my livejournal stalker! you've learned (somehow) that i am amazing in bed! how do you know this!?
Sep. 8th, 2006 12:24 pm (UTC)
Umm... I don't know... lucky guess?

you know this is the first reply you've said to me in a long time, where have you been?

Also to keep the semi perverted track going, for some reason when I got in today and read my mail (only one lonly message) I was playing swallowed by bush, I haven't wanted to hear anything by them in ages.

Sep. 8th, 2006 05:15 pm (UTC)
hahaha! i don't know...i write in my lj all the time and no one (especially not you!) replies. i'm usually at work or at school most of the time though. why don't you ever reply to some of my journal entries or something?
Sep. 8th, 2006 05:25 pm (UTC)
Cause... right now I don't have a connection at home and I should be working while I'm at work. Mostly because I'm busy and I do all my reading on a hirechy like scale, first I skim articles and see which ones are of importance, if too many then I look for the smaller ones and read, after that if not first is the important ones. Then on the the others then to the must reads of people will beat me with sticks or at least call me and talk about this of which I have no knowledge. After that I poop out lately. I'll get around to it. Iw as reading your back logs and got to some important stuff and just like dropped off reading but I plan to continue one day.
Sep. 8th, 2006 05:55 pm (UTC)
oh really? checkin the backlogs, eh? not that i don't mind, cuz if i did, you'd know about it.

sorry about your mom and stuff like that. i read your entry...even if you don't read mine! lol!
Sep. 8th, 2006 06:30 pm (UTC)
Hee hee, well i will read them one day! Yeah I was reading the back logs because when I started there wan't anything new so I keep looking further back into time.

Yeah things at the house are ok, except for stuff I haven't talked about but I'm cool with it all. I'm just looking fowards to getting Pizza and free brownies tonight or maybe a chinese food buffet! MMmmmm asain... food.


Sep. 8th, 2006 12:42 am (UTC)
Oh sweetie, I could never get annoyed at you leaving your stuff all over my house. I know this because I would strike you dead if you so much as left a comb in the wrong spot. Please do come visit though.
Zero tolerance,
May. 8th, 2009 05:27 pm (UTC)
I'd even make sure that I left the lid up in the bathroom, if that would please you greatly ;)
May. 11th, 2009 05:34 pm (UTC)
You turn me on with all that talk.
Sep. 8th, 2006 03:41 am (UTC)
Ok, first off, I had NO IDEA that the Vancouver Plaza Michaels was closing. When the heck did they announce that? I was just there a couple of weeks ago! This is going to be horribly inconvenient since the new one is actually further away than the one down by the airport. Still, no tax down there...

Second off, LOL 1993!Aubrey Is teh Rawk. Except for the clothes/hair and the fact that the trophy has the year on it, I wouldn't know that was 13 years ago. Nice Sylvester kitty.
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