Saturday, July 12, 2008

ugh

the Internet is fucked at my house, so I can only nerd out at work and on my iPod. I hate how it capitalizes things and tries to spells words out for me that I don't want to spell. Ok. I am listening to a conversation that my coworker is having with her client about how she sprays her doggy with febreeze because her dog smells bad and because it says pet safe on the bottle. i'm disturbed. I also overheard a couple last night having a serious debate about who jennifer aniston dated between vince vaughn and john mayer. embarassing for them! this is what I like to talk to people about while eating dinner or getting my haircut : myself, myself, and how code red mountain dew can cure anything. I just discovered a blister on my foot and I have no idea where it came from. i'm disturbed again. Ugh.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

boo hoo, that's all i ever do.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

i don't think you understand






my room right now. i don't even have a bed.

Monday, July 7, 2008




hello!
i had this fucked up dream, well, more like a nightmare that i was pregnant. i had just found out that i was pregnant and in my dream, i was really excited. and in my dream, i was telling my parents and they were really excited. i never ever want to be pregnant in my life. i think i had this dream because i spent a really long time look at pictures of my friends baby last night. she's cute. i looked up "dreaming about being pregnant" and this is what i found:

Pregnant

To dream that you are pregnant, symbolizes an aspect of yourself or some aspect of your personal life that is growing and developing. You may not be ready to talk about it or act on it. This may also represent the birth of a new idea, direction, project or goal.

i like that interpretation. i'll accept it.

Sunday, July 6, 2008

my favorite person in the world right now is a bar regular at avalon, his name is bruce. a few weeks ago, the other bar regulars were mad at him because he said something pretty obscene and i felt really sad for him. he would sit by himself and i knew he was lonely, but he still kept a smile on his face. he drinks pbr out of the bottle and he wears a gold necklace and i don't know what it is, but he sorta reminds me of my dad. i think the other regulars aren't mad at him anymore because yesterday, he was laughing and cursing up a storm with them and it was nice to see him happy. there is a lot of weird tension going on right now, but surprisingly none of it involves me. i wish that everyone would relax and i wish that everyone could just be happy, just like bruce.

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