Sunday, October 31, 2004

depuis toujours...dans tes reves

amélie, again.
and i decided i'm not going to settle for anything less than kisses in doorsteps and french whispered on pillowcases. no matter what.

Friday, October 29, 2004

overnight in the steel city

I love Pittsburg. A lot. The tour wasn't boring even a little bit, and I met a a few people in the linguistics department and it was sooo cool. Not to mention the son of one of the professors was the bassist from THE FLIPSIDES. She super duper loved me because I listened to them. Maybe that'll help me get in. But yeah. It was awesome. And free public transportation and concerts and plays and dreamy college dorm rooms that I was daydreaming about decorating. It was lovely. I also got to drive on the turnpike. which was bootylicious. I like driving. And college life. And I'm really excited. For everything.

Plus the date...well, a little awkward. Meh. Whatcha gonna do. Details available upon request. The lowdown: subs and salvation army. and i wore leg warmers.

i'm still waiting for my punk rock and roll secret agent lover man.

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Follow Through

this is the start of something good
don't you agree?

Sunday, October 24, 2004

pin me up, baby

You're Brigitte Bardot!

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Saturday, October 16, 2004

travels with charley

“I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept around the clock or missed two nights of sleeping, worked too hard and too long in glory, or slobbed for a time in utter laziness. I’ve lifted, pulled, chopped, climbed, made love with joy and taken my hangovers as a consequence, not as a punishment.”

I love this man.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

sha sha

i'm still playing phone tag with checkered past. called today, shane wasn't there. meh. they're going to hire someone else who's not so elusive.

i was hopped on too much midol today in school. i think physics class was really funny but i don't remember a lot of it. andrew and me thought that mia and christ hottman were our parents though because they're the ones doing all the work. and i called chris mom and he answered to it. ahh good times. and filizzi knows that we don't do jack squat in that class.

i'm still pretty tired. i have to write my english paper tonight, and do all of my senior project tomorrow. sooo that kinda sucks. i hope i finish it.

billy corgan in four days. oh my hyperventilating.

sucked up to mrs. raver some more today. told her where the word earworm came from. ohrworm.
i don't think anyone reads this but christa. stupid xanga.

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

don't bogart that can, man

i wish i hadn't wasted my swearing years in middle school. i can do it so much more eloquently now. gar.

so he sucks. and me and my best friend are good at boy-hating, so eff dat and just listen to dashboard when in the mood for it.

as is i've got hanson booming.

s'posed to be doing my buttloads of homework mrs. raver called me into her class today to talk about a neoligism she had discovered and we started talking about catholicism and she's so awesome.

ashley wants a beau this year. beat your heart out and amélie only make it worse. but yeah. i keep imagining Boy of Choice swinging on the hammock with me and singing distillers and buddy holly into each others' ears. too bad he doesn't exist.

i'm outie 5000