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|Wednesday, April 28th, 2004|
awww. you kids are cute. i've still got 20 people friended to this journal. :] *loves*
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|Saturday, September 13th, 2003|
|i'm just going to freak right out.
so, i'm not very girlygiggly until i start hanging out with karinberry
. they kidnapped me yesterday, from the comforts of my own home for a girlygiggly night on the town. la habra, to be exact.
it all started at lyssie's house, where we watched snippets of the buffy musical on her laptop. now, the only thing i know about buffy is spike (the sexy vampire with those cheekbones of doom), so she humored me and rewound to the scenes with him in them. :] and then, somehow, someone spontaneously combusted in the buffy musical.. and although i didn't quite understand, i was insanely amused. because, after all, that is how i want to die.
it was.. up until we left lyssie's house. then it all changed. mwahaha.
we went to IHOP, where i managed to taste-test the various pancake syrups, but to the table's delight, it got to test most of them. i still don't know how that strawberry one missed my finger completely. but karen showed me the way of the spoon, and how it was infinitely more useful in collecting syrup, than the pointer finger. *bows to karen*
we then headed to party city where i could hardly contain my joy as i frolicked through the aisles of halloween madness. i bought gummybears, lyssie bought pixy stix, and karen bought pieces of her piratey halloween costume.
and oh, i wanted to slap that boy's hand while he was making a balloon bouquet at the balloon counter. it was horrendous! i was inches away from pushing him aside, and showing him how it's done.. but i surpressed my rage and exited the store. i should never have worked there. it has ruined meee.
after all of that, we finally headed to the theatre to watch 'once upon a time in mexico' if only to squee at the johnny. and squee, we did. how johnny managed to slip the word, 'savvy' into the movie was beyond me, but it worked too well. i admit, though.. he makes for a sexier pirate than he does a vaquero. but no matter. the movie was great! my favorite scene was
(this is the part where you look away if you don't want to know anything about the movie before you see it. in the meantine, you canlook at this picture of karen and lyssie loving the movie
when johnny was at a restaurant eating his usual pork&rice dish, and he announces that it's the best pork&rice dish he's ever had and that after he is finished, he is going to go right into the kitchen and shoot the chef.. so he can restore the balance in the town. after that, my mind was changed. screw spontaneous combustion.. THIS is how i want to die.
after that, i went home and watched the *cough*pirated*cough 'pirates of the caribbean' dvd that cough*karen*cough somehow managed to get for me. and here i am now, back to my normal, un-girly self.. eating gummy bears for breakfast after i slept in until 12:30pm. wonderful, indeed.
~end transmission~ Current Mood: happy
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|Sunday, September 7th, 2003|
|love everyone but keep them far from your soul.
i used to think that people who insited on drinking only bottled water were trying to convince the rest of us that they were somehow superior. oh, the elitest fucks! that was, of course, until my faucet decided it would produce THIS
monstrosity. and, as much as i love clouds, drinking
them was never really an option i had to consider. so for a while, i fooled myself into thinking that it was normal, and with a little ice, i would have no trouble consuming glass upon glass of this tainted tap 'water'. soon after, my subconcious caught up with me and the liquid began to slowly reveal to me its true self, and i could drink it no more. and upon realizing that the peep's thirst would no longer be quenched, i broke down and started buying cases of bottled water. and this, to a penny-pincher, is quite sacreligous. all of my clothing has come from a thrift store, i cook top ramen for dinner 3 out of 7 days a week, i frequent the 99cent store... and i buy bottled water. *hangs head in shame*
well, this pointless rant is cut short due to the fact that 'halloween 3' is on the scifi channel right now. and it's in dire need of some watchin'.
oodles of thanks to those who have sent their LJ bios.. but i still need a bunch more before i make a post. send 'em!! (for more info, read the post below). Current Mood: thirsty
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|Friday, September 5th, 2003|
|behind the boathouse.. i'll show you my dark secret.
ok, i'm sorry, but this is just the best one so far:
and i'm wondering if i can try something out, here. i'd like to put together a post of pictures and a bio of everyone on my friends list. it should be pretty neat :] so. here's what i want ALL of you to do..
1. email a picture of yourself to firstname.lastname@example.org (should be icon-sized, but i can resize it myself if you don't know how). oh, and put "LJ bio" in the subject line.
2. tell me your user name.
4. tell me one interesting thing about yourself. (example: "i love bees") hehehe...
yea, so, when i've got a good chunk of pics and bios, i'll put them all up in a post so everyone can know everyone. yes? good? try it, you'll like it.
~end transmission~ Current Mood: productive
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|Wednesday, September 3rd, 2003|
|i saw a girl's ass today.
argh, i'm cranky and irritable. non-awesome. i really, reeeally NEED to bake something and my oven is broken! BROKEN!! i need cookies! stat!
ohhhhhhhh.. poo. i'm in one of those moods that girls seem to get in.. oh, say about once a month. only, my "moodswings" are so off from the norm. rather than screaming at people and crying because i'm obviously fat and unattractive, i walk into walls, wear sweatshirts, hug pillows, roll on the floor, and want nothing more than to bake. BAKE! what the hell?!
fix my oven!
i think mormons should ride electric scooters. imagine how many more houses they can hit up per day. do they have a quota while on their missions? i wonder. but i do know that i'd be more inclined to take one of thier 'book o' mormon' thingees if they rode an electric scooter right up to my house. hell, i'd take two..
had my very first archangelbebop
IM convo. it was highly amusing.. i had thought that spandex went out in the 80's, but now i know of the horrors that exist outside of my comfort zone. i signed off abruptly (sorry, chrees), because i do that. without warning. uncontrollably. it's what i do. maybe i just like ending conversations while their at their peak instead of letting them dwindle off into friendly babble..? or maybe i've just gone insane? yes. i think i choose B.
*walks into a wall*
a rubberband fight was had at work among the cashiers. i got scared when customers started to join in.. especially since i still do the 'third grade rubberband shot' instead of the 'wind it around your pinky and over your forefinger' shot. that's far too advanced for a rubberband amateur such as myself. though i managed to get away from it all, welt-less.
my socks have STARS on them!!
i'm thinking of defriending people that are probably too nice to defriend me, but really don't read any of my posts. is that rude? what sayeth thee? i wish not to offend, but i'm in need of an LJ revamp. maybe some sort of background, or something pretty. maybe friends only.. but that's annoying. suggestions?
fix my oven?
~end transmission~ Current Mood: fixmyoven
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|Tuesday, September 2nd, 2003|
|nobody loves me, it's true. not like you do.
bizarro line-up of customers today at work. my husband's ex-girlfriend came in.. then my ex's newest ex-girlfriend came in.. and then
my other ex's new girlfriend. two of which, i believe, read this journal from time to time. *waves* i kind of wanted to hide. but it's a freaking college, and .. they're just everywhere. inescapable & inevitable. but that doesn't mean i have to like it. it does, however, mean that i have to smile and give them correct change. bummer. :]
"maybe you just dated too much, peep," says you. but that's really not the case! that's why it was so weird to see them all. haaaaunting meee.. and it's not that i don't like them (..well..), it's just a little awkward. and.. they're girls. *shudder*
but whatever. i'm obviously over it. *twitch*
work is good, otherwise.
and rent is due. which makes me want to kick puppies. or even better.. humans.
ah, and i've decided to make absolutely no use of my AA degree, and go to culinary school next semester. but those 3 years i put in at junior college will not have gone to waste. i have gained knowledge, strength, and the ability to bullshit. like now. whatever, i have a back-up plan if the cooking teachers find out i'm just in the class to burn things.
jeff calls me Lolo now.
~end transmission~ Current Mood: mischievous
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|Monday, September 1st, 2003|
tuck on you - failureI
'm with the pilots - ladytronD
rowned - candleboxA
ngry chair - alice in chainsT
urnstile blues - autoluxE
lectric barbarella - duran duranT
he system - fictionalE
legantly wasted - inxsD
ie with me - type o negative
ok, come on people. i'm drunk after TWO mudslides. humor me and do the same with your LJ user name. or i'll be forced to drink two more, and post 10 thousand more times... no. i'm not
jeff read the above and decided to make a leetle 'mestostic' of his own. (even though ours were apparently 'acrostics'... *nod*). his goes a l'il something like this:
can you find the secret message? i knew ya could!
he made it by generating numbers from the 'i ching book of changes' to determine which words he would use from 'the general history of pirates' book. (he even used the pages from the books as the backgrounds).. i love it. :D
~end drunken transmission~
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|Wednesday, August 27th, 2003|
|and it rips my life away, but it's a great escape.
this is a such a great song to sing at the top of your lungs.
i just got this sudden burst of energy, and decided to update. i haven't had a proper update in far too long. i know you missed me. :]
things have been really good. work is slowing down big time, so i can actually take breaths between customers. and it's always nice to breathe. i even had enough energy after work (and after a nap) to cook a decent peep-dinner for my boy, which i haven't done in quite some time. we barely found time last week to go grocery shopping. we previously had only a jar of pasta sauce and some bread in the fridge, and we had been going out to eat every night out of convenience.. and i really hate that. so food shopping was pleasant, and cooking was even better.. i made some southwesternish casserole (with corn, black olives, green onion, bell peppers, mushrooms, elbow mac, and cheese.. topped with a dollop of sour cream)<--- was soooo good.
and i made peanut butter chocolate chip cookies for dessert. jeff and i don't even eat cookies, but for some reason we couldn't pass up the cookie dough when we were out shopping. and i love baking cookies. go figure. want one?
oh! and jeffington loved his birthday present. he picked out the oak bass, of course. he's got good taste. unfortunately, for those who were inquiring, he's not selling his old bass. he's already made plans to turn it into a fretless. but i've got some good leads for cheap/decent basses if you're interested. *takes you to the trunk of my car* keep in on the downlow, yo. haha.
ughhh. and i visited party city recently. they've got all of their costumes and masks and halloween goodies out already, and a 'we're hiring' sign on the door. don't know why i torture myself, but honestly, is there really a better job than immersing yourself in halloween goodness for a few months of the year? they've even got 2 new pirate costumes this year. yarrr!
i can't wait for it to be fall. everything is so much more beautiful. bah.
~end transmission~ Current Mood: pleased
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|Tuesday, August 26th, 2003|
work corrupts my ability and desire to compose a decent livejournal post.
...so here's a picture of my cat on the toilet.( poeCollapse )
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|Wednesday, August 20th, 2003|
i had soup called 'cockie leeky' for dinner. and i only ordered it for the name. is that so wrong? *sigh*
my brain is on hold and my body is achey-breaky. i've been working non-stop, but making the big dinero (well, not so
big.. but better than nothing). having zero classes is weird. i miss them, but nothing in the school schedule looked good this time around. 'cept for the gerentology course, but i'm not too fond of the teacher.
the jeff-meister's birthday is tomorrow, and he's turning the ol' twenty-six. i'm so lame & broke that i made a certificate for him for the present i wanted
to buy for him, so i could get it when i get paid. bah! i'm so mad at myself for that, but i really don't want to settle for something less (that i can afford) when i have the perfect prezzie picked out. he gets his choice of either this
puuurty. he's had his bass for a million years now, and he mentioned wanting to get a new one a while back.. so like a good wifey, i made a mental note and decided to surprise him with one. or, heh, a certificate for one.
that's not too
lame, is it? should i get something in addition to that so he has something to play with in the meantime? like a robot or something? i'm so bad at this...
~end transmission~ Current Mood: exhausted
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|Friday, August 15th, 2003|
|good morning peepee! good morning mr. breakfast!
gah. i've been workin' like a mofo. and we all know how they
but i loooove everyone there. i honestly haven't met anyone that i will eventually want to kill. (girls included! amazing!) and the job is entirely too easy, tho i speak too soon. next week is rush week, and i work 8 hours a day.
at least i'll be able to buy a pony, or whatever material goods people want these days. (do people still want ponies?) jeff and i have been thinking about a puppy. we were also thinking about what god was thinking about when he created pomeranians. the idea of them is so hilarious, that we both decided that we want one. we could probably even have one at our apartment, and just pretend we got another cat. nobody would know the difference.. but we're going to wait till we move & poe is a little bit older, because we're good parents like dat.
jeff took me thrift shopping the other day, and we found the coolest little stuffed sockman. we named him 'miles davis'.buying friends is fun!
~end transmission~ Current Mood: groggy
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|Sunday, August 10th, 2003|
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|Friday, August 8th, 2003|
|...And really bad eggs! Drink up me hearties! Yo Ho!
MWAHAHA! We have taken over TiJae's house! Pirates we be! ARRRR!
-edit by peep-
you are the most incredible couple of girls i have ever met. in my 21 years of life, i have never been surprised - i have never been thrown a surprise party. i am in complete awe of the two of you for pulling that off, but even moreso for actually thinking to do it and planning it all out. you two amaze me & i'm so glad you're my friends. i love yoooous!
~end transmission~ Current Mood: devious
(choke on the taste)
|Thursday, August 7th, 2003|
(23 dead | choke on the taste)
my dad and i were sitting at a red light..
and we watched two balloons tied together glide across the crosswalk right in front of us.
then the light turned green.
it was amazing..
and now! some questions from stuntcock
1. Your husband seems to make you as happy as I've ever seen a person. Under what circumstances did you two meet?we met at work when i was still with my ex. i actually turned him down a few times, but there was something about him..
anyway, i've broken down more than a few times (like all girls do. heh) and told him to leave me - that he'd be happier elsewhere/with someone else. but then he just tells me i'm ridiculous and hugs me till i'm smiling again. it works out QUITE nicely.
2. What's your grand total of piercings, tattoos and body modifications? Don't be shy.9 piercings (would have been 10, but the eyebrow hole closed up after a year), 2 tats (soon to be more when iamfalling gets into town)
3. Have you ever peep jousted? (clarifications provided on request)clarify, pwease... but don't make me cry!
4. What is the worst job you've ever held? How long did you work there, and what circumstances did you leave under?worst job would have to be admissions & records at my college. working with other college students = nothing but gossip. which was fine, because i mostly stayed out of it. then one day, everyone got into my personal business (including my boss & the dean), and had a meeting with me about my PERSONAL business. so i quit, that day. never came back. it was so unprofessional of them! which was sad, because the job itself was quite alright, and i had just gotten a raise.
5. Is she perverted like me? Would she go down on you in a theater?she is, and she has!
(Special 6th question for Peep)
6. But...Why is the rum gone?despite popular belief (it being thrown into the fire), the real reason is that mirei drank it all last night!
1 -- Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 -- I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.
3 -- You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 -- You'll include this explanation.
5 -- You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.
time for some steevo
~end transmission~ Current Mood: loved
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|Wednesday, August 6th, 2003|
|well, that was dumb.
first day of work today (bookstore).. it was an insanely long amount of training time that could have been condensed into a good half hour. but i'm not complaining; it was paid training.
i met a few really cool people that started today as well, that i somehow already knew.. and i recognized one of them from livejournal! bahaha.. that is too weird.
oh! jeff plays bass in his sleep! it's so bizarre! i was laying there last night, falling asleep, and my arm was wrapped around his, and my hand was laying inside his.. and his fingers were twitching like mad.. which was odd, at first.. but then i realized that he was dreaming about playing his bass. it was soooo cute that i started to laugh and he stopped doing it and rolled over. :[
i'm going to try to convince poe to update her journal tonight. she's been seriously slacking. badkitty.
yeh.. i'mago pass out now.
*edit* this just in! Schwarzenegger is running for mayor of cali. behehehe.. i'm so voting for him.
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|Tuesday, August 5th, 2003|
|stupid brain keeping me awake.
Current Mood: contemplative
Mein Gehirn ist ein Dieb der vergifteten Küsse.
es sagt zu mir, daß sie so gutes verletzen.
Ein Reizenprickeln fließt mich durch.
Das Gefühl ist betrügerisch, aber Sie liegen so gut.
Ich schaue in Ihre hübschen Augen.
Das konfuse schwarze Herz hängt durch ein Gewinde.
Blind gemacht durch etwas, das nicht besteht, werde ich in einem bedeutungslosen Traum der Reue gehaftet.
Verrosten und Schmerzen, meine eigenen Gedanken mißbrauchen mich.
Ihre reizenden Lügen helfen mir nicht.
Sie halten mich schlafend, um die Träume auszuhalten.
Befreien mich von Ihren unversöhnlichen Händen. crappy translation?
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|Monday, August 4th, 2003|
|she pulled up a stool at the silhouette saloon.
damn. i haven't been bowling in a long, long time. so i went last night with.. oh good i'm going to make the list..littlejason
(and his g/f & sister), hefty_blader
, and some kid named mike. eh, that wasn't so bad.
so now's the time where i say something nice about each one (in order of appearance):
jay: so fun to be around; i am his headrest (and i didn't implode, jason!)
matt: always a provider of entertaining stories & free-style walking
matt's g/f & sister: genuinely nice girls (do those even exist?!)
thomas: blasted tenacious d in the parkinglot, and was therefore my hero of the night.
travbot: sang my theme song everytime it was my turn to bowl. and made my bowling name "peep pee"!! i <3 travis.
neal: dated a girl that looked like STEVE?!
RJ: wore leather pants & eyeliner. gyaahh.. *drools*
amber: told me dirty secrets to help me bowl.. haha
princeben: had a lovely conversation with him about crowns & tiaras... he is decidedly genuine royalty.
mike: pure hilarity. plain & simple.
so, i think we all had uber amounts of fun.
i out-pinked everyone with my HOTPINK sweater of doom. it was hott. and i suck for not bringing my camera last night. there were many priceless kodak moments.
when i got home, i headed to diamond bar for a moment i wanted to avoid, but couldn't any longer. i said bye-bye to my best friend, sagar. he and his girlfriend are moving to humboldt today. argh. i'm going to miss them.. fullerton is going to feel so empty. bleh.
and on that sadbastard note, here are some pics from theh1tman
's party a few days back, and some stories to go along with. (warning, it is my duty as a little sister to embarass my older brother as much as possible. if i didn't do it, i wouldn't be doing my job.. and i mean, come on. it's so easy to do..):( see themCollapse )
well, that concludes the picture show, and this update altogether.
~end transmission~ Current Mood: restless
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|Saturday, August 2nd, 2003|
|a trace of blood in a love song
new hair color as of today. i'm slowly seeping in more and more red.. mwahaha..
but more importantly check out my shirt (but excuse my elfish-ness. i make faces when i talk to my brother on the phone. sorry neccowafer
going to theh1tman
's shindig tonight. you'd go too, if you knew what was good for ya! expect many drunkenly spectacular photos tomorrow.
and lovey-hugginess goes out to special_d
, in hopes that all will turn out super cres, at best.
~end transmission~ Current Mood: hot
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