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  <title>cupid&apos;s victim</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2005 19:53:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>hi guys, i decided to move my journal to&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_plasticzombie&apos; lj:user=&apos;plasticzombie&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://plasticzombie.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://plasticzombie.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;plasticzombie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it&apos;s friends only. &lt;br /&gt;xo mel</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 19:26:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i love airplanes.</title>
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  <description>almost got to drive an airplane today...or taxi it down the runway i mean but i needed my left arm to steer and my arm can&apos;t quite do so. casey said, let&apos;s get you to park an airbus, you can use your right hand, but i just said nah, that&apos;s cool, i&apos;ll stick with my dad. i only got about four hours of sleep but sometimes i enjoy it that way. for some reason, doing hair and makeup in the morning turns out better early in the morning with no sleep then other days. i think it&apos;s because i&apos;ve trained myself during the winter season for the days we get up at 430am to leave for tahoe. i fucked up a roll of film by forgetting to wind it before i opened the back...LAME. i&apos;m going to cheat on my photo story by not taking shooting a whole bunch (12 rolls? c&apos;mon, i&apos;m slightly handicapped) and hopefully there are at least six good shots on the two rolls i took. wishful thinking, i know but we&apos;ll see when i develop my film.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 06:44:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>23rd and sloat.</title>
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  <description>this weeks is going to be hell...so many things mounting up, i&apos;m glad i got tuesdays off this month. memo3 is due wednesday, must have theatre stuff together by thursday, i&apos;m waking up at 430 am tomorrow, which means i should be going to bed soon or else i&apos;ll only five hours to go upon because i&apos;m following my dad at work tomorrow. i&apos;m doing my photo story on him for class. i get to learn how to use a cash register next week, lucky me. the party at scot&apos;s house was okay, deana and i got there at the tail end of the photojournalism part and mostly there were people from the conservatory of music there. we got a little lost getting there. wll, not lost, just thrown off by direction. we totally missed david though, guess he left before we got there and we were so disappointed. we both have this crush thing on him, even though deana&apos;s got a boy and david&apos;s got a gf but it&apos;s all in good fun. i wanted to talk with him some more because he&apos;s got great personality. paul won second place in the contest, meaning he gets double extra credit and basically an A in the class, the lucky jerk. i gave some guy from san jose my number and i had a good time with deana because we&apos;ve never hung out outside of class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work really makes my right arm hurt from all the lifting and going though clothes....ow.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2005 22:47:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cut through the storms.</title>
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  <description>seems like it&apos;s not a very good month for things. my second cousin&apos;s mom died last week from cancer, which she had been fighting for a while. my other cousin&apos;s grandpa died two nights ago. and my mom had surgery to remove polyps yesterday. it just seems like this type of bad news that involves other people keeps coming about. it&apos;s not a very comforting thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, my first day at work last saturday was good. they were understaffed because liya went home sick so they just threw me in the back by myself and it was sort of overwhelming because the weekends are busy days and it being my first day i had to sort of figure out what they had told me. but i loved it except that my feet were killing me like crazy. they gave me too many hours, i&apos;m working about 25 hours a week and it should only be 15-20 because i&apos;m a full time student, so i&apos;m going to ask my manager on friday to cut my hours. i looked at my schedule for next week and it basically leaves me no time for days to work on my school stuff because if i&apos;m not working, i&apos;m in school. tomorrow night we&apos;re going to see the fiery furnaces and viva voce is on sunday but i couldn&apos;t find anyone&apos;s id that i can use (it&apos;s 21+) so we&apos;re just not gonna go. i really wanted to hear &quot;high highs&quot; live because that song is so sexy. oh, so many shows i want to go to and it&apos;s a good thing i&apos;ve got this job to help pay for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m trying to figure out my saturday night and it&apos;s driving me a little nuts. i work all day and get off at about 9:30 and then there is a journalism party at scot&apos;s house that i want to go to. but jyllian and andre are having a little dinner party as well and i told scot i was going but j+a were talking about this last week. maybe i&apos;ll hit scot&apos;s first for a little while then head to jyll&apos;s because they&apos;ll probably stay up drinking anyways. i&apos;ll work something out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2005 05:48:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>my first day of work and my feet hurt real bad. but i did put a pair of awesome steve madden heels on hold and i love being able to see clothes first before it goes out on the floor. are vans slip ons good for standing for long periods of time? my chucks are just not cutting it, plus i have big ol&apos; holes in the bottoms, which leads to the imbalance of my standing...or something.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 01:22:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>holy shit, i got hired for two jobs in one day. crossroads vs lush. i picked crossroads, although lush pays $1.20 more, which i KNOW adds up to more money in the long run but i think i&apos;d be happier at cr. and it&apos;s more fitting of me to work there. yeahhhhhhhh i got a job! and a cell phone, finally.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2005 06:10:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lime flavored italian ice.</title>
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  <description>went to berkeley with darlene d today to watch a play for class. the play was set in a tiny room and the audience surrounded the &quot;stage&quot; and it made me feel sort of uncomfortable because it was so close and intimate. but i learned that darlene and i have sooo much in common, it&apos;s crazy. i had one of the best hot dogs ever and i don&apos;t even like hot dogs. possibly because she bought it for me along with a lemonade. one time she bought me a coffee at school. so i bought her a nutella crepe and i probably owe her a coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night yvette and i headed to mitchell&apos;s for some ice cream but armand wasn&apos;t working i didn&apos;t get to see him and i was hoping he was so he can stop freakin calling me all the time. who does that anyways, especially when we never hang out and we&apos;re not even close. i ate thai tea ice cream, which was alright. then ruthie called and said some freshmen were having a french themed party at one of the hi-rises so we headed over there but there was a mass amount of people and it was super loud. i&apos;m surprised the cops hadn&apos;t already broken it up. we didn&apos;t go in because it looked like it was full of sorority kids and dumb so-cal kids (no offense sc people, but you know what i mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow, last thursday i saw justin 2x....boy from last semester who i thought i was never going to see this semester because yvette had but i hadn&apos;t. he&apos;s playing a show in 2 weeks so he&apos;s going to call me and give me the details. i love him, he&apos;s so adorable. i chickened out on asking him out last semester. lame. i think we both had secret crushes on each other anyways. but he&apos;d be a really good friend to have in any case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deerhoof tomorrow, which of you suckers are going!?!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2005 23:27:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i just had my interview for crossroads on haight. i&apos;m actually getting a second interview. score. i might actually not be unemployed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Apr 2005 21:07:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no longer a rhpc virgin</title>
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  <description>FINALLY got to go to a theatre screening of rocky horror. it was great fun, we dresssed up and had a blast. i&apos;d like to go at least once a month and possibly the boy with the mohawk will show up again. rawr. i somehow have misplaced my dvd so i don&apos;t know where it is but i have to find it. i watched &lt;i&gt;underworld&lt;/i&gt; last night out of sheer boredom and it wasn&apos;t so bad. not the greatest movie but i didn&apos;t hate it and it was entertaining. my insomnia is coming back. damn daylight savings time or damn my sleep cyles for being erratic. my shoulder is hurting me today, i see the doctor tomorrow. hopefully this sore pressure pain will pass. i really want to start using my left arm again. redyed my hair last night. i hope to have lunch with my mom tomorrow, i&apos;m going to go to her work then buy more hair dye downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to walk twelve blocks overall on telegraph ave to get to blondies for pizza and back to the car. in 3 inch heels, no less. my feet were killing me at the end of the night. i would have been fine if emily hadn&apos;t made us park so damn far. it&apos;s nighttime! no one is going to look at your parking meter! oh well, at least my legs look great in heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps happy birthday mitra! &amp;hearts; you&apos;re 22!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2005 23:00:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>wow, sin city was so awesome. saw some kiddies i knew who were freshies when i was a senior in high school. they&apos;re so cute. now i&apos;m gonna head to ross to look for some boots.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 21:52:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>had my surgery on wendesday, it only lasted eleven minutes but the anestheisa made it feel like hours. i got to keep the pin too, it&apos;s pretty damn long. gonna bring it to school next week and gross people out. tonight is sin city with the mlp kids and tomorrow a showing of rocky horror in oakland. i&apos;m damn excited because i&apos;ve only wanted to go to one but never got a chance to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say, as much as i love being in a darkroom, uploading the negatives onto a computer is SO much easier.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 04:02:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>YESSSSSSSSSS found that swimsuit i wanted from last season for $20 at ross! score. i love buying swimsuits.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2005 21:17:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v42/guavapoison/devotchka/greenmel1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sling, it&apos;s better than yers, damn right.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2005 23:13:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i should have said, &quot;wanna touch my pin?&quot;</title>
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  <description>ended up not going to the show but watched as julio got his tattoo done at sacred rose. it&apos;s still not finished but so far it looks really good. the tattoo artist paul was really tall and had a purple bi-hawk and as mui said, &quot;he liked you, he was falling all over you allll night!&quot; i thoroughly enjoyed the attention and the way when someone else was talking, he&apos;d look over at me and smile. but he&apos;s been doing this for 13 years, which means he&apos;s probably 30 or something along those lines (even though he doesn&apos;t look it) and i&apos;m a little baby at 20, so really, nothing there. last night was really a night where we saw people we&apos;ve seen before for the second time, the bus driver that drove us to the shop drove us on the way back home, some lady that was on with us the first time was on it on the way home, i saw that every time i die kid again. it was nice in that i didn&apos;t drive but the buses were really quick. i like wandering out late at night in places like the castro because so many people are still oustide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;hey, since it&apos;s a nice night, do you wanna go ride bikes?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;......&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;oh shit, that&apos;s right! i&apos;m sorry, i forgot!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;the funny thing is, i forgot too and i was seriously giving it some thought.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2005 20:26:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>waitng for my negatives to be processed then i have to scan them in and upload them onto the server. i was on the bus today and as we passed an area where i could see the ocean, the waves were pounding from way out. today&apos;s the maverick&apos;s competition and i wish i could see the waves there someday cos they are so heavy. but i&apos;m stuck in school waiting to turn in a shitty memo that isn&apos;t very good. yay.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 03:03:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the undersides</title>
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  <description>i cut my hair a while ago and last night i colored the undersides out of boredom. i was going to do the back where i spike it but i&apos;m glad i didn&apos;t because this looks way better and plus it would have been harder to do one handed. i had a photo shoot with yvette today, she was my model. in the first set she was a retro fifties chick on her scooter and in the second she was a sexy pirate. she looks good in my clothes. i hope this roll comes out because the pictures look way kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v42/guavapoison/hair/redhair1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i hate mirror shots too. mui still has to paint my sling.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2005 18:49:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no name.</title>
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  <description>looking at all these friends lj collages makes me think i should really change my icon. just had my cease meeting and i was dismissed from it, yessssssss. i really have no problem with drugs or alcohol, yup. yesterday was such a bad stressed out day. i processed my negatives through the machine and only five frames came out. sucky. i switched my camera though so now i have just a manual and not one that has both functions. i went to class and realized i forgot to do an online assignment so i&apos;m out about 20 points there. rushed home, made fried rice and had to dash off to dance. i felt better once i let it all out to julie and when we practiced singing paoa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah but i&apos;m seeing the briefs tonight so i want today to be a good day except my shoulder is hurting more than usual.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2005 00:31:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hey stella and rosemary.</title>
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  <description>happy VD day ya&apos;ll...&lt;br /&gt;my brother fixed my mp3 player so now i can avoid the crazyies who come up to me at school and ask me to take a survey, join a sorority, or ask me if i like reggae and would i like to buy a reggae compliation. i baked my family a pine nut and brown sugar tart and i am happy to report that it came out fine and is mighty fattening. i&apos;m celebrating vday tomorrow when i see interpol!!! ryan somehow got tickets for himself and me and mui for vday gifts but he isn&apos;t coming because of family stuff. i wish he was but i understand why. anyways, i&apos;ll just be staring at carlos d and wanting his babies tomorrow night.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2005 21:05:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fainting.</title>
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  <description>i am so tired right now. last night was a constant of half awake half asleep and just walking to class at nine this morning i felt like collapsing. i tried to nap during the beginning of my break and i had a comfortable spot. then this gaggle of girls come by and start hollering and talking really really loud so i could not get any rest at all. it&apos;s like, please go outside if you&apos;re going to be that obnoxious. my sister is staying with me this weekend and my cousin is sleeping over tonight so i guess it&apos;s a slumber party. but tomorrow i still have to get up early, i have to be at practice by 9:30 because we might be learning something new. i am so so fatigued. i feel like i&apos;m stumbling around about to pass out at any moment. there is an h&amp;m open house tonight, they&apos;re looking for people for their new store and i was going to go but since there will be another one next week, i think i&apos;ll just go to that one because i can&apos;t even think straight right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to find another manual camera to use because mine is weird and too slow, or at least reading the light meter takes alot of time. must take at least ten candids of strangers for my assignment. it&apos;s sort of  hard to take photos when you can&apos;t really bring your left hand to your face. i&apos;ve been downing calcium pills like mad.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2005 18:28:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my mp3 player is broke.</title>
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  <description>i&apos;ve got a list of things that&apos;s interested me the past two weeks:&lt;br /&gt;-that whiny spoiled bitch on last week&apos;s my super sweet 16--she was wearing a velour hoodie AND a velour miniskirt. WITH UGGS. i almost died at the tragedy of horribly bad fashion sense in beverly hills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-this weird guy on the bus who gave me a package of valentine m&amp;m&apos;s when he got off and he dropped them in my lap and said, &quot;happy thanksgiving.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-seeing morganelli-san walking across 19th from the 26 valencia! he&apos;s so cute and i think he was wearing his bow tie. (ps mitra, he&apos;s straight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-forgetting that yesterday was the lunar new year until my mom called and asked about dinner tonight. they were driving home from tahoe and i was confused until i remembered that the kids get a day off on chinese new year. jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-two sophmores in high school on the bus wearing identical oversized black puffy jackets and falling down pants. they also had GOLD CAPPED TEETH, or the ones you just insert over your real teeth. this old guy was asking them where they got it and they said on fillmore and geary. which means....they bought them from MR BLING BLINGS! yes, we have an actual store called that and they sell jewelry and gold teeth, among other things. i have a picture of nick zinner from the yyy in front of the store somewhere on my computer at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-seeing dan waiting from the bus monday morning as i drove by. damn, he&apos;s hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunatly, my meeting with the cease counselor was postponed until next week because she&apos;s sick, so i&apos;m stuck at school for an extra hour of my life when i could be happily riding the bus with mitra. we&apos;re taking my grandpa out for his birthday tonight at rick&apos;s, which is like hawaiian fusion. yum.&lt;br /&gt;and to miss katie kerr, i&apos;ll post pictures of the new &apos;do when i have a chance to use my digital camera!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2005 00:50:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>pump it uppp.</title>
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  <description>i really miss having my big teased hair. mic cut it for me on saturday and it&apos;s short and pixie like.i can&apos;t figure out what to do with it. i prety much bought the whole new entire garnier products, xxl volume mousse, root booster, and surf hair wax. i miss my teasing combs so bad! i can&apos;t wait for my hair to grow out and for my pin in my clavicle to come out. i have to fix my V bangs cos they look funny......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought the coolest arglye vest today, or my mom did. she bought all my hair stuff and groceries today. i love me mum.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2005 21:21:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i just had lunch with my fried cahn and found out his dad had a stroke in front of him and passed away two weeks ago. i don&apos;t know what i&apos;d do if my dad was gone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2005 22:57:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no more, okay.</title>
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  <description>so i just had my meeting withe someone from the student affairs office concerning the night i went to the drunk tank. the lady was very nice and bubbly. she was going to give me a year of probation but then she asked me how was my drinking now and i said i hadn&apos;t drank since because the smell and thought of it just put me off since that night. she gave me a warning and i have to attend some drug and alcohol meetings. i guess that&apos;s with a CEASE counselor. oh and i have to make two letters of apology, one to her and one to campus police. i&apos;m just glad i didn&apos;t have much to be nervous about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw people today! which makes my day because even though it&apos;s only my second day back at school, everything feels overwhelming and out of place, possibly because schedules are not quite on track. my photojournalism class sounds interesting but i worry about me being one armed and all. i&apos;m on the waitlist, so we&apos;ll see if i even get in, though there&apos;s a good chance i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a slice of pizza sounds good before my food and beverage class.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 23:22:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my collarbone, dummy.</title>
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  <description>so i went and broke my clavicle last monday and it hurt like hell. i had surgery on wednesday. they inserted a pin to help it set sraight so now i walk around with my left arm in a sling to mobilize it. i might have tweaked my left arm as well because it feels strange but it&apos;s usuable. this, of course, happened because of snowboarding, my one true love. i&apos;ve only had two accidents in 7 years so whatever, battle scars. of course, this does cut out my whole season which bugs me. i have to go back for surgery in 8 weeks to take out the pin and yes i will have a scar but better a scar than my bone growing back funny and leaving me with a bump. to make my world even more of a hassle, that police officer that brought me to the drunk tank filed a complaint of some sort so now i have a meeting with someone at school. unfortunutly, my parents got the letter when i was in the hospital and well damn, my mom really does open my mail. i had to explain the complaint, which meant telling them the truth about that night. so now i&apos;m in a big ol&apos; heap of trouble. when life decides to kick your ass, it really kicks it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more pleasant note, i saw mike park play on the 22nd and when i went to say hi to him, i realized that i really am a huge dorky fan. i blathered on about how he probably didn&apos;t remember me but i met him at his album release show when he was last here and that i was friendster girl. but imagine me saying it really fast and all excited like a dumb groupie. he was smiling at me and i was like, oh no, he doesn&apos;t remember, god i&apos;m so lame! then he goes, &quot;hey you used to have a mohawk!&quot; which completely made my month. the drummer from colossal recognized me from my myspace comment that i had made earlier that day on their page, which was neat except when he approached me it freaked me out a bit. it was like, &quot;uh yes, how do you know my name?&quot; glad to know i have a recognizable face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, mui and i finally finished the second season of six feet under and i&apos;m ready for the next.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2005 23:03:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i found the lee scratch perry cds.</title>
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  <description>i keep having these dreams and they weird me out. erren keeps appearing in them and i don&apos;t know why. my favorite so far is the one where i dreamt i was being stabbed and managed to survive and later i could see ghosts. erren and my dad were both ghosts. it&apos;s strange, so strange. school starts in two weeks and i just want to find another boy to get over whatever it is i am holding internally in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drove over to my mom&apos;s house and i saw that old asian cowboy that i have seen twice before. he wears a cowboy hat with a fake rattlesnake wrapped around it, tight jeans with a big ol&apos; texas belt buckle and he walks with a cane. he&apos;s totally pimp. the inside of his car has fake fur on the seats and on the dashboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put in my resume at rasputins...here&apos;s to hoping they&apos;ll call back. i got my scooter and god, it&apos;s GOLD colored.  i want to paint it, mui says i shouldn&apos;t but gold to me is gaudy. we&apos;ll see, maybe i&apos;ll just end up keeping the color. the only cd i&apos;ve been listening to the past four days is menomena. it reminds me of when he promised he&apos;d burn it for me but never did but said i&apos;d probably love it. and it&apos;s true, i do. everytime i listen to &quot;e is stable&quot; i think of being on a train in switzerland thinking about him while i play the mix he made me because i played that song out so much on my trip. it&apos;s strange how songs leave certain stigmas or images in your head. sometimes when i listen to certain songs, i used to envision how a music video would go along with it so now whenever i listen to those songs, i think of that storyline i used to envision. i&apos;m seeing colossal and mike park tomorrow and i&apos;m so excited. i&apos;ve only been waiting forever for colossal to come over here. ryan said he didn&apos;t want to go because he saw an ad that said &quot;mike park and special friends!&quot; and a picture with mike and michael moore on it. i honestly do not think michael moore will come to a tiny show at gilman but whatever, ryan&apos;s going to portland this weekend anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching the sex and the city reruns on tbs and sometimes it totally ruins if for me because i know she ends up with mister big and not john corbett&apos;s character. ugh. i hate big.</description>
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