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Omg this still exists! Helllllllo livejournal! Caitlin, if you read this I'm in your bed peeing and updating my lj. Miss you!
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| Don't these things have warranties? |
[08 Oct 2008|06:07pm] |
I hate my neighbors' new dog. Actually, I just hate my neighbors because of their new dog. All I hear from bedroom window is them yelling at it constantly. "CHASE! COME! CHASE! CHASE! COME! COME! COME! STOP IT! CHASE! COME!".
SHUT UP. Your new dog apparently sucks. Take it back.
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| TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! |
[23 Jul 2008|02:45am] |
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It's amazing all the strangers that want you drunk on your 21st birthday.
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[13 Apr 2008|04:25pm] |
My neighbors are about to endure a severe ass beating. I'm trying to study for an exam that I could give a shit about and consequently know nothing about, and they are BLASTING really bad music. I'm talking junior high pop punk. Midtown and Allister and shit. Those whiny ass voices are making me homocidal. And worse yet, I saw them in the elevator and I know that they are spending their sad little Sunday hanging wall hooks from Target. They order shit ONLINE from Target. Seriously, they get like three packages a week.
Fuck neighbors. I'm going to find a nice dark cave to live in with cable tv and stay there until my eyes turn milky.
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| OMGZ LUV |
[21 Nov 2007|02:37pm] |
OMG I TOTALLY GAVE ____ ____ MY PHONE NUMBER ON THE FACEBOOK AND WE ARE TOTALLY TXT-ING.
He is like a warm blanket on a cold night that you want to have sex with.
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| PACKING PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[17 May 2007|05:18pm] |
Packing party!!!! my place!! be there or be square!!!
...no?
I want to move, but i dont want to pack or do any of the actual stuff involved in moving (or pay rent). So far, only Blue said he'd help but all he did was sit in a box. Silly kitty.
So come over and put shit in boxes.
In other news: school is officially over and i have two sad weeks before i start my summer course. i took four two hours today to pretend to be really excited about "summer vacation" like i used to get when i was a kid. i had a snack in the park and put a WHOLE LOTTA money on my credit card after that. Apparently that's the equivalent to whatever made me happy before i was forced to age.
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| People in my classes i hate: |
[09 May 2007|02:23pm] |
People in my classes that i hate:
The Asian girl in Entertainment Art who asks questions and then immediately raises her hand to answer them. WHY ASK A FUCKIN QUESTION IF YOU KNOW THE ANSWER YOU FUCK-TARD?
The Guy in Entertainment Arts who always wears an ugly beanie hat thing with a brim (to the side) who repeats himself all the time and thinks he's smart. YOU ARE AN IDIOT AND TALKING FOR YOU IS EQUIVALENT TO EMITTING EXCREMENT FOR THE REST OF THE WORLD. Your words are shit.
The Hmong girl in Multicultural America who for an assignment where you had to write about a first generation immigrant that you found at a literacy center wrote about herself. THAT'S CHEATING YOU SELF-IMPORTANT BITCH. and you're not even that ethnic. speak some chinky hmong words. do it. oh, wait? YOU CAN'T?!? that's what i thought. poser.
My Multicultural America class in general. Not all immigrants are from Mexico and illegal. I'm pretty sure they wanted me to write a paper about a poor Mexican woman who jumped over a fence with two babies still suckling at her teats. (pause... get an image... that's my class).
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| im scared... and apparently retarded |
[14 Apr 2007|12:46am] |
so theres this creepy old guy who comes into starship and looks at childrens and womens clothing (never mens). at first i thought he was super creepy, and then calmed myself by thinking that he was probably a shy cross-dresser. well hes been coming in a lot during my shifts lately and recently more than once per shift. today he came in and walked around in the morning and then came in later in the afternoon, looked at me, did a lap and then left. my manager said, "well that was creepy...". i agreed.
so i get off work around 5 and retard around the store just long enough to miss the bus by like 30 seconds. so i wait at the stop for around 15 min with about 5 other people. then THE SCARY MAN shows up right behind me. looking at me. for the record (as you will see as this story progresses) this man is bad at following/stalking people. so i get on, suspecting that this man is following me so i get on the bus before him and make sure that he cant sit behind me (therefore if he were to look at/watch me he would have to turn around and i would know). well as stops go by, every time the bell rings for a stop he looks over his shoulder at me to see if im getting off there or not. by this time im positive this man is following me and trying to see where i live. so we get to north and oakland and im throughly freaked out. the bell rings and lots of people are getting off, but i dont move. i wait to see the man look over his shoulder at me and he sees that im not moving. well just as the bus is about to take off, i bolt out those side doors that you can open yourself and the man does like a freaking triple take (because he is bad at following people w/o them knowing) and POOF! im gone and hes stuck on a stupid bus!! HA! take that, ass wipe.
so the day progresses and i am with people and at places that are not my house etc. i get home around 11:30 and take a shower (with my new knife from the wal mart in the ghetto that i bought for safety-- from a black man no less so it must be good)-- and then i get really scared bc NO ONE is fucking home. i go to look for anyone downstairs and its pitch black AND FRIDAY THE 13th. scary.
so i call my brother to tell him that i am scared. im sitting on my bed with my knife in reach, and BAM!!! my phone goes out. im so goddamn jumpy by this point that i throw my upper half of my body over the edge of the bed to reach for my charger. well as physics goes, my ass follows and i fucking pile drive face first into the floor. i have rugburn on my arm and my nose is bruised and a little bloody from my glasses slamming into the bridge of my nose with the weight of my entire body behind it falling off my bed.
and thats why my face hurts... in case you were wondering.
(edit: i will be calling the brady st police man tomorrow... although i dont know how good of a cop he is.)
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[09 Apr 2007|07:44pm] |
My vagina is healthy. i went to gynecologist today so i could get more slut pills and be more slutty. she smeared my pap... odd...
ive been having urges to be intoxicated since saturday night. i wish someone was willing to get very very wasted with me.
im a little sad-ish.
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| MOVING!! |
[02 Apr 2007|10:42pm] |
So i'm moving into a studio June 1st. I havent decided which one yet though because im indecisive. and the fact the my final decision is going to come down to cable television being included is a little sad. im at the point where i feel like i should be packing and stuff but thats ridiculous because its two months away, so i have this box in my room with some crap in it to ease my mind.
im anxious. I want to get the hell out of this house before i wind up in prison for a double homocide (one dollar for the person who can accurately guess the two potential victims).
i wish caitlin was around more but i cant blame her for not wanting to be here and taking advantage of the opportunity to be elsewhere. im just not meant to have roommates. im too sensitive. notes bug me. especially robin's because she is so abrasive and all her notes are riddled with expletives, even though probably not meant in a totally mean way. She's so loud and abrasive it makes me nervous. shes always angry about something and even though when it has nothing to do with me (like school or work) it just gets me all nervous.
I'm meant to live alone with a kitty and have guests of my choosing. i will be a good hostess. if you come to visit me, i promise seasonal beverages, appetizing foods, and bubbly conversation.
Dear Caitlin, (if you still read livejournal even though it's soooooo four years ago)
I will get a futon for my new place (or i do have a pretty big bed... wink*) so that you can come play with me and i can replace kyle. i'll even wear a fake beard for a while to help with the adjustment period. I'll make it out of my own hair from my head if you so desire.
I miss you,
Abby
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| i used to love sleep... |
[21 Feb 2007|10:23pm] |
i had the worst nightmare ever last night. i was getting married. the groom was pretty much unknown as random synapses fired his appearance kept changing. and it was like too late to stop it-- i was at the altar. i was up there and i was looking at this man and wondering "can i do this? can i maybe be happy or at least content with this?" and the answer was HELL NO. I thought "this isnt the real thing. i cant do this". i started freaking out in my dream (and apparently talking in my sleep). i was gently awoken by brian and fell back into the dream. i recieved a note from someone (who turned out to be nicholas cage?) saying that if i had only waited, given him the chance, he'd be up there marrying me instead. i saw my options and realized i had to get out. i looked down and my dress had turned black and i was no longer the bride......
what the fuck does that mean? i always joke about dying with my cats, but will i ever actually be able to commit? does this have anything to do with my current relationship? is it my subconcious telling me that deep down, i think its not the real thing??!? WHAT THE HELL. I DONT EVEN LIKE NICHOLAS CAGE.
this dream is tripping me up.
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| Mmmmm |
[22 Dec 2006|03:28pm] |
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the avalanches, radio |
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I have a little lump of kitten in my lap... he is warm, but his little button is cold...
it also appears that he likes the avalanches and other music that sounds like disco.
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[03 Nov 2006|01:22am] |
it was so cold today that i began to curse winter...
and then i remembered...
FUCKIN' CHRISTMAS! lets get some goddamn snow and lights and cookies going here before i get homocidal!
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| brief pre-nap pros/cons |
[02 Oct 2006|02:20pm] |
-this is a virus in this house that is slowly spreading from roommate to roommate. i need to build an effective quarantine for myself.
+i went to all my classes today.
+i will go to all my classes for the rest of the week.
-i'm afraid of people.
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[19 Sep 2006|10:05pm] |
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i keep thinking i hear baby noises.
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[04 Sep 2006|11:12am] |
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if anyone finds sweet footage of steve irwin's death, please post a link.
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| NO MORE |
[27 Aug 2006|09:01pm] |
I HATE THE WORD "CHILL". If used as a verb, such as "chill the fuck out" it is TOLERABLE. But when used as an adjective, such as "that dude is so chill" one of my brain cells goes on a kamikaze mission and destroys all surrounding brain cells, resulting in head pain and PURE RAGE.
Please join my campaign to rid the world of the word "chill" as an adjective by removing the tongues of those who speak it.
Thank you for your support and cooperation. Together we can make the world a better place.
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| bored bored bored bored |
[25 Aug 2006|06:43pm] |
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school needs to start now. i am excited to go back to school shopping. nothing gets me going like office supplies.
i need friends. i will emit brain signals for friends to come to me because i dont want to suck it up and have to talk to people first. that would really suck.
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[02 Jul 2006|02:49am] |
this is caitlin. abby is a bumble fuck and used my computer to sign into livejournal and it automatically signed her in cuz she is a poopy but so i am writing this silly livejournal entry to shame her.
comment and tell abby how big of a fart brain she is.
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