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July 7th, 2008
05:11 pm - Nothing
embarasses me more than the prospect of someone noticing I'm checking my myspace horoscope.
Ah! What a wonderful couple of days these have been. Fireworks were banned in Santa Cruz because of all the fires. It's a $1000 dollar fine to shoot one off, but they were going off loudly and frantically. It made me really happy that people care about fireworks (maybe american independence?) enough to break the law. (It makes sense to me)
Christopher A. Smida and I danced in his livingroom to Duke Ellington, even though we don't know how to dance. I put my feet on top of his and he danced awkwardly for us both. I made him vegan apple pie (that I made from scratch!!!) Then we rode bikes and got sushi and beer to take back home. We did the crossword. Then we rode to the beach and told each other secrets and could see the milky way in the sky. On the way home, I was riding his cruiser and peddling like mad up and down the hills near the point, we were singin songs, it was 3 in the morning.
Current Location: seabright public library
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June 25th, 2008
11:43 pm - drinking lovers spit
I have to:
find a place to live! (in a week and a half!)
eventually pack all my shit
clean current apartment
mail deposit check
clean car
drive an hour south to get ID.
drive an half hour north to get car fixed
pay to get car fixed (DIDNT HAVE TO! FUCK YES!)
smog car
register car even though it was due in april
work 40 hours
write paper about the rules so that I can
sign up for next quarter classes
which wont even be covered by my financial aid/ student loans
so I will look for scholarships
need to fill out forms for photo club
need to pay parking tickets
need to debate parking tickets
need to return camera
cancel gas and electric
pay gas and electric
bitch about cable costs so they drop dumb fee
do laundry (all 5 loads)
take a shower
need to save money (working real hard at it!)
want to get buff.
where is my stupid stimulus check!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?! fuck the man! They can take my money, but don't give me shit back just because I'm eligible to be a dependent, though I claim independent. Fuck this stupid college liminal false adulthood stage. OOOOOVER IT.
Also, apparently I got a ticket for $97 but they never put it on my car. So now I have to pay 200 dollars because I didn't take care of it within 21 days. How can I be timed for something I didn't even know existed?
Revised list. I'm doing pretty good. Got a sick ass room with a private entrance, and deck. With a sink and cabinets so I can have my own kitchen/arts n' crafts room. I'm falling in love, not sure if I really want to, but kisses taste so good.
I've been picking fights with everyone and saying fuck a lot. deal with it. I'm a jerk, but only for the next 3-5 days. :)
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/acedia/littlegent/excited.gif) excited and pessimistic?
Current Music: bss - superconnected
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June 18th, 2008
01:35 pm
I have to:
find a place to live! (in a week and a half!)
eventually pack all my shit
clean current apartment
mail deposit check
clean car
drive an hour south to get ID.
drive an half hour north to get car fixed
pay to get car fixed
smog car
register car even though it was due in april
work 40 hours
write paper about the rules so that I can
sign up for next quarter classes
which wont even be covered by my financial aid/ student loans
so I will look for scholarships
need to fill out forms for photo club
need to pay parking tickets
need to debate parking tickets
need to return camera
cancel gas and electric
pay gas and electric
bitch about cable costs so they drop dumb fee
do laundry (all 5 loads)
take a shower
need to save money
want to get buff.
where is my stupid stimulus check!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!
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June 15th, 2008
12:02 pm
Oh life, I thought you were golden.
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June 9th, 2008
02:38 pm
Is this not the vaguest essay prompt ever!?!?!?!??!?!
1. The issue of reproduction is one of the central defining aspects of gender. But the way it defines gender is far from homogenous. Identify some of the most relevant uses of reproduction in some of the materials we have analyzed in this class.
fuck.
school.
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June 4th, 2008
10:15 pm
and why have I lately been attracted to dudes with creepy mustaches?
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June 3rd, 2008
09:30 am - dumb
Maaaan, Japanther totally played in San Fran last week and I wasn't there!
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June 1st, 2008
01:44 pm - living without mind
So secretly, I've come to the conclusion that deep down... I really hate it here.
But I won't say it aloud because there is nothing I can do about it and I can't think of anywhere else that would be any better so I guess I'll just deal with it and hope for the best.
I'm laying in bed, writing in my livejournal, just made something crafty, listening to the saddest broadcast song: this is how I know I'm depressed.
Current Music: broadcast
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May 29th, 2008
02:24 pm - dreeeeamy dream
Crazy dream I had two nights ago:
Went to the gap w/ Em. Things were hanging off racks of 20 foot high walls. It was cold, we wanted pumpkin pie. Emily wore a purple velvet suit with a matching boa. Hannah had blonde curly hair, real short: Afro, looked good. Apocolyptic outside and on news, rode my bike to the grocery store (by old work, mission gorge). Bought carrots for Bun-Bun. They sold weed in tomatoes. Pyramid of stacked cereal with girly doll on the front, talked to little girl about dolls while pushing cart. Came home. Roxy's room looked like mine, she showed me movie made by Emily, Tasha P. and Amanda S. It looked like the real world. Amanda was speaking french in the middle of a baseball field. Told Roxy I wanted to kill her, but not really, as I dug my elbow into her gut. Left, got in my old beat up car (that I bought in a dream last month) Remembered that I was drinking beers in it in my last dream, went to pour out old cans, but it turned into hot sauce and I spilled it all over. Grabbed a rag from the back while I veered into on coming traffic. Was glad I bought the car in my last dream. Wondered how much I paid for it. Got my groceries. Go to class. Mrs. Holyoke (my 6th grade teacher that I used to FIGHT) is the teach, analysing us by the first letter of our last names. I'm supposed to be regretful or thankful, I dont know. We're sitting in rows of tubs that look like urinals. I'm wet but my hair is really long, and I wonder if the bald guy wearing a skin head shirt sitting in the tub behind me thinks I'm cute. Go to meet other teacher on her well manucured lawn with Katie from Amazonia. The lawn in muddy and cold, and Katie sits on a sheet in the middle of the yard and ruins her white dress but doesn't notice. Bland looking teacher says something, interrupted by the beautiful woman next to her who talks about how the nice the weather is (the sun comes out, mud disappears, katie's dress now restored). I realize they are the same person, only one has make-up on. 20 people and their twins come out compelled to dance ballet in the street while all together singing about the beauty within. I do a pirouette, can't control myself.
I'm working in the Men's wearhouse. I have no shoes, my clothes have holes, and I'm holding a rag. See smida's face above the crowd and run through a hall with checkered linolium floors to wash white limo's before he can see me but everytime I go through the hall it gets smaller, so I laid on the hall floor while it surrounded me until it fit me like a tube-top.
I love my dreams.
I love my new bunny, Simon "bun bun" Hankins!
I love that I didn't go to my classes today!
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/acedia/littlegent/chipper.gif) chipper
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May 19th, 2008
06:40 pm - Hot pants!
If I never have to write a research paper again, it will still be too soon. SIKE! I have to write 3 next week. :o< thats a smiley barfing!
In the words of the late great James Brown, "Get up offa that thing! and dance! you'll feel better". So true. A few jumps, jives, and most importantly pelvic thrusts and life is good.
One paragraph down. twenty billion to go.
P.S. It's hard to concentrate when all you can think about is the handsomest man ever!
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/acedia/littlegent/sore.gif) distracted
Current Music: JAMES BROWN, Jaaaames Brown!
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