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today wasn't particularly eventfulclass this morning wasn't bad. i stayed up all night in order to assure that i actually MADE it to class (good for me) and i'm staying up now. was planning on going to jen's and visiting mir, but jen never returned from getting her lipped pierced, so i've just sort of sat around all afternoon trying to stay awake.i should call my mother soon and tell her i'm not coming home on the weekend. travelling is too stressful. it makes me feel anxious just thinking about having to catch the bus and take the nearly 6 hours trip home. ugh. i need a car.i have a desire to listen to hole because of tv.i wonder what i'm going to do for dinner tonight...that bug bite i was complaining about the other day, it looks absolutely awful. if i knew where my camera was, i'd take a picture. it almost looks like a burn. it's got weird dots and shit. creepy. i hate bugs.jen(topia), what should i wear to your wedding? well, anyone really, what should i wear? perhaps i'll take picture of dresses i have later this week and people look'em overit sure is obvious that i haven't slept, ain't it

holy crap, school already

so, yesterday was my first day of school - media class at 5pm. not too demanding, it's a second year class, i've also taken it before, at least the first part of it. the lecture was good. i talked to alan o'connor before hand about my thesis and stuff and arranged to start attending his graduate class on monday mornings for my thesis, which is still probably a go, which makes me happynext class isn't until thursday, which is why i'm still awake. played pikmin a lot tonight and read my book for the class that's on friday. my stomach is in a perpetual state of flux. it almost always hurts or feels oogy. it annoys me to no end. i want to stab it, along with the itchy bug bite on my leg. why is it that bugs bite me all the freaking time? it doesn't matter where i am or what the temperature is, if i'm outside at night and it's not bloody snowing, i'm going to get a fucking bug bite or sixty.in other news- i'm going to new york for a wedding in october and meeting a bunch of people who i stalk on the internet for the first time. i'm excited- apparently boy george is play. i really need to go see that, considering i never end up going to any of the retro concerts i rave on about. apparently wayne is going to take me. i love wayne. <- apparently wayne didn't realise that boy is a dj now and he's just spinning in TO, on the weekend i'm going to jen's wedding at that. - i need to dye my hair, but i've been contemplating buying that coloured mousse shit instead because i'm poor and then it'll wash out if i need to go for a job interview or something- there was other things i was going to write by i got distracted

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being sick is making me tired(er) and bitchy(er) than usualmy sinuses are freaking killing mei feel like sugary pastry stuffmmmmmmmmpastry*pout*

uhhhh

someone on one of the boards i visit started a thread about pretentious films and then proceeded to state that one of the most pretentious films they'd seen was the butterfly effectuh...in what world does someone making a pretentious movie cast ashton kutcher?

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eXpressive: 7/10Practical: 2/10Physical: 2/10Giver: 8/10 You are a XSIG--Expressive Sentimental Intellectual Giver. This makes you a Teddy Bear.Hee! I just want to give you a big squeeze. You are tender, honest, generous and fair. You are an excellent kisser and a sensitive, communicative lover, and you know it. You would never intentionally hurt someone's feelings or overstep his/her boundaries. You have beautiful eyes. Most people take your laid-back attitude, blazing wit and subtle sexiness and stick you in "friend." But some see your extreme hotness for what it is and latch on. This means you have a few members of your target sex in the bank at all times -- I call this "money in the sex bank" -- but you're too sensitive and thoughtful to exploit them. More than once. You are so rational and deliberate in an argument that it can frustrate and exhaust your partner. Your fights can take forever, but your press on with them until they are completely resolved and both you and your partner are satisfied. If your partner is weak of will, s/he may just give in -- be wary of this! An emotional or passive-aggressive outburst later will hurt and horrify you. It is *critically important* that you are able to respect your partner. The moment you lose respect for him/her, you lose everything. When you make friends, you make them for life -- you can go without speaking to a friend for years and pick up right where you left off. You are completely faithful, both physically and emotionally. You are the second best (to XPIG) parent of any type. If you are male, you have a huge shlong. Just saying. Of the 49997 people who have taken this quiz, 8.5 % are this type. so i don't do anything except play final fantasy eleven. who needs real life when i can kill shit, get items and use them for ridiculous quests? not me, that's for sure.

mirand...

miranda bit me tonighti think she may be possessed!1

i want m...

i want mexismmmmmmmmmmchimiand mari, what happened to your journal? :(

morrissey is pla...

morrissey is play october 12th in torontocool

ahaha, this is the best thing ever

AL QAEDA PLANS TO DROP GAY BOMBSMen within 30 miles of the blast will instantly turn queer! By Nick Jefferies EXTREMIST Muslim scientists are developing a bomb that turns anyone within a 30-mile radius of its blast into a homosexual, say U.S. Intelligence insiders. It's all a part of the Al Qaeda master plan to pull our country apart and kill the patriotism that makes us strong. "They believe that making more Americans gay will start civil war between gays and ultraconservatives," says one highly placed intelligence officer. "They also figure it will lead to a decrease in the U.S. population." The Gay Bomb was already in the planning stages when Osama Bin Laden and close, intimate friend Muhammad Atef founded the international terrorist group Al Qaeda in 1989. "Atef and Bin Laden spent many late nights together during that time of revolution," reveals an ex-Al Qaeda member, who prefers to remain anonymous for fear of retribution. "One morning, I entered their living quarters and they had worked so hard the night before they had fallen into bed together, suffering from exhaustion. "That's when I saw the blueprints for the bomb. I asked about it, but Bin Laden said to leave it to the scientists. He and Atef had accidentally set one off the night before." The explosive device is a foot long and shaped like a cigar with a pair of land mines at one end. Planes carrying the weapons will drop them on all major U.S. cities, except, of course, San Francisco, reveals the source. The Gay Bomb will detonate the instant a heterosexual male steps on one of the mines, releasing potent waves of the female hormone estrogen into the air. Within hours, heterosexual men will experience terrible urges like: "I'm dying to make out with my buddy in the next cubicle," and "I want a divorce from the witch I married," and "I wonder if I should redecorate the living room." By the end of the day, the nation will be thrown into chaos. Wives and husbands will square off, leaving a trail of broken families from Hollywood to New York City. Children will sob: "Why is Daddy moving the furniture and who is Judy Garland?" Civil war will break out between conservative heterosexuals and newly single guerrilla fighters whowill likely call themselves the PLH, or Proud Latent Homosexuals. "The only way to stop this horrible vision of the future is to analyze an exposed person's biochemistry and come up with a vaccine before the gay bombs strike," explains a government scientist. Fortunately, Homeland Security czar Tom Ridge has stepped forward and volunteered for the dangerous job. "We will reconstruct the gay bomb from the ex-Al Qaeda member's memory of the blueprints and set it off," says the scientist. "Mr. Ridge will be as queer as a three-dollar bill until we find an antidote. Hopefully, we will discover the cure before it becomes permanent and he remains a gay man forever." Published on: 08/10/2004 http://www.weeklyworldnews.com/conspiracies/61525tara rules for finding that

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YAAAAAAAY I GOT IT DONEthat shit was like 20 pages toowownow i'm wide awake, so me thinks it's time for nerdom. rule

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shit, i wrote an entry and now it's gone.

abrief recap is: sam and melissa's wedding= beautiful, me = drunk, my outfit= motherfuckingclass, menthol cigarettes = fucking ridiculous, but rule

and now, my sleeps

my list of movies

The Butterfly Effect50 First DatesExorcist: The BeginningCursedDawn Of The DeadEulogyKill Bill: Volume 2The Whole Ten YardsHouse Of 1000 Corpses 2HypnoticHellboyVan HelsingShrek 2TroyHarry Potter and the Prisoner of AzkabanThe Day After TomorrowThe Chronicles RiddickSpider-Man 2I, RobotAlien vs. PredatorBlade: TrinityConstantineResident Evil: ApocalypseThe Ring 2Alone In The DarkBridget Jones: The Edge of ReasonBoogeymanBrothers GrimmThe GatheringKinseyMarloweSky Captain and the World of TomorrowStarship Troopers 2ObsessedCalendar GirlsNocturnaNatural Cityplan on seeing to laugh at:Chasing LibertyAlong Came PollyWin a Date With Tad Hamilton!The PunisherMission: Impossible 3CatwomanConfessions of a Teenage Drama Queenmeh, not doing so bad with the movies i wanted to see

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today i got a tonne of old comments that apparently got lost in the email. very strange.sorry i'm not all that active. i just don't feel it right now. i still read everything, but i'm going through a rather asocial period right now and i don't really talk to anyone, or really have anything to say, unless i'm under the influence, and then i babble about everything, but that's to be expected i supposei feel sick, i suppose i should sleep, although this may be harder than i'd earlier thought

i think melissa gave me the sickies

i feel awful :(why does jesus hate me?

you know you're old when you get nostalgic

so today, instead of sleeping, i went through some of the stuff in my room that i haven't seen in forever. now, i'm at my mom's place, and most of this stuff i haven't touched since i packed it up at the end of high school.weeeeeeell, i found a bunch of notes that a couple of girls i'm not longer friend with wrote to me when we were best friends, back in the day. they were interesting, and they made me realise what a ridiculous twit i was (am). i also found all the notes that my first majorly serious boyfriend wrote to me, both while we were dating, and after we broke up. he was the biggest sweetheart ever, and i broke his heart :(over the years we haven't really kept in touch. every now and then i've seen him on msn or whatever, but the conversations are usually brief, and we're no where close to being friends, and it sucks. i did want to stay friends with him after we broke up, but it was too hard for both of us to do it RIGHT after we broke up, and then i graduated and went to trent, and after kirk broke up with me in first year, i wasn't really home that much. it sucks that we're not still friends. he was so amazing to me and we both swore up and down we'd always be friends, but it just didn't work out.so yeah, i'm feeling very emo at the moment. i blame lack of sleep and my vagina. in other news, i have a doctor's appointment in like 3 hours. i'm guessing not sleeping until AFTER the appointment would be the best plan of action at this point.of late, the internet has been kind of not my friend. i suppose it's the high level of apathy i'm feeling toward most things in general, so while i've been reading journals, i haven't really been commenting because i can't think of anything to say, and that applies doubly for writing here. so, enjoy the lull while it lasts, because god knows at some point i'm going to clog your friend's pages full of shit and you'll rue the day you ever decided to add me to your friend's list!1unrelated: i'm wearing the housecoat that my mom wore when i was a baby. it's pretty silly looking.i have pink finger nails and huge blisters on my heels

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i've spent all morning downloading french musici'm awesome!

i found this amusing

Informationi vagithug is a restricted area. Authorised personel onlyUsername:From Go-Quiz.comthat's right, watch out before i restrict your area!1

holy crap, i'm an aunt

my step sister had her babies (she had TWINS) the other day. jeeeeesus christ. this is crazy. she talked to me today and told me she's moving to london, so i think i'm going to take a trip home soon to see her, although i'll probably wait until the babies are out of the hospital. i was sort of worried when she sent me a message the other day because i know that they were early (2 months early), but she said that they're doing fine and they're transferring them to london tomorrow, so they must be stable.holy crapthat's all i can say.i've got two nephews, domnic (who i have decided i will call dom)and dakoda.jesus shit

rant

ok, i really hate it when people get offended about stupid bullshit. take for instance, being called a slut when you're someone who is actually practising a lifestyle that some, if not most, people would consider slutty. i mean really, let's think about this. by challenging a social taboo, you are automatically putting yourself outside the norm, and like it or not, some people are going to find this innappropriate. but here's the thing that really gets me, taking the word slut as a negative, despite the fact that you apparently have no problem acting like one. HELLO THIS DOESNT MAKE ANY SENSE AND IT MAKES YOU LOOK LIKE A FUCKING MORON. if you have a lifestyle where you sleep with lots of people, or hell even someone you're not committed to, you are going to fit some people's, if not most people's definition of the word slut and sure they will probably throw it at you in a negative way, but being offended by it is ACCEPTING that negative meaning to the word, and basically says to that person, "yes i am a slut and i'm ashamed of it" which is RETARDED.and how about people who complain about being called a slut while continuing the actions which get them that response. if it REALLY bothers you so much, stop acting like that. if it doesn't, then get the fuck over it and stop complaining about it.i mean really, the way i dress gets me comments all the time. it'd be annoying as hell if every time someone called me a freak or one of the other billions of negative things i've been called, i freaked out and got all pissy and upset, just because someone made a negative comment about you. like really, who gives a shit? if some small-minded fuck needs to get their kicks from taking a stab at me, why in the HELL would i a) give them that statisfaction or b) take that to heart in the first place.so anyway, if you're going to be a slut, all the more power to you, just fucking own that shit and don't cry about it when someone inevitably calls you out on your actions, you fucking babies.yeah, i'm a bitch, but people are fucking annoying as shitedit - i also LOATHE it when people leave the empty juice jug in the fridge *coughphilcough* bastards

ahaha

http://www.soufoaklin.com/tattooartist.htmlthat's just too funny

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you are violet#EE82EEYour dominant hues are red and blue. You're confident and like showing people new ideas. You play well with others and can be very influential if you want to be.Your saturation level is lower than average - You don't stress out over things and don't understand people who do. Finishing projects may sometimes be a challenge, but you schedule time as you see fit and the important things all happen in the end, even if not everyone sees your grand master plan.Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything.the spacefem.com html color quizexcept for the fact that i stress about everythingmy feet are cold and melissa just told me a wonderfully ridiculous storyi'm going to read some kathy acker and then stress about my experimental fic essay that's due in just over a monthhopefully wayne will take me to mc donalds soon or subway, i like subway and phil will do my laundry when he does his

*sigh*

today was awfuli got absolutely nothing accomplished that i was supposed to, all because the door to my computer room somehow mananged to lock itself shut.when i tried to open said door, the frustration and general emotional stress caused me to break into hysterics. so for like 20 minutes i balled my eyes out for no real reason. there was no way that i could go and talk to my professor because i was a fucking mess.and now everything is set back another weekfuck me