From: SAGE FRANCIS
Date: Jun 13, 2006 3:46 AM Flag spam/abuse. [ ? ]
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it wasnt really a SHOW? ouch. OUCH!

i'll be back some day

take care, ma.

Seriously, I've worked at least twelve hours everyday since Sunday. And I have to do it again tomorrow. ANd I'm not quite sure about the day after that. What is the day after tomorrow? Friday, I don't even work, and I'm not going to. I'm not going to come in at all on my two days off, I don't care if they fire me. Thats fucked up. And David wont ( Read more... )

I'm so scared that if I stay with Dillon my life will go no where. I mean, I love him more then I've ever loved anything, and I need him just as much as my last entry. But I know he's a lazy person, and I do know that he's not a kid kind of person. Whats going to happen when he have kids, and he looses his job, and he's not a kid kind of person ( Read more... )

Remember pigs leap 2? Remember stopping in the middle of the street? Remember hand hearts? And playing mario in the laundry room? Remember getting caught? Remember me breaking up with him.. and you knowing that I was going to be yours forever? Well, I am. I can't live without something as beautiful in my life. I can't breath without you. I'm going ( Read more... )

starting around next week sometime, I'll be the morning shift manager at KFC on muldoon making $8.25/h. I'm so excited. This means I can boss other people around.

!!!!!

I fucking hate working. Sure, I get to get high all day (when the right people are there) and sure I get a cigarette break whenever I feel like, and sure it's not that hard. But thats all I do is work. I don't have a life. I don't have friends. I don't have anyone. I don't have anything to do ( Read more... )

I've been working so much and I've been to out done by the whole myspace thing that I forget about livejournal. The other night I worked for twelve hours and forty five minutes. I'm so proud of myself. You know , it might only be fast food, but I like the people that I work with, and I like my job. It's fun, I can dance and sing and smoke pot all ( Read more... )

I spent the weekend in Palmer to go to Punch and Pie, and I totally was just asleep through it. I did make it to the out door rave the night before, and that was kind of lame as well. But, oh well, at least I did something this weekend. I also ended up getting two bags while I was there, but I only paid for one. Dillon owed me 20 dollars, and so ( Read more... )

I picked out glasses the other day, and I was supposed to go pay for them today. On that not, I didn't get paid. Again, I didn't get paid when I was supposed to. Thats fucking retarded, but I guess there's nothing anyone can really do about that. I didn't hang out with Brannan, either. I'm sure Dillon (who might not even read this) is jumping for ( Read more... )

there's a vibrance and it's posesing my whole entire body. from the tips of my tiniest toes, to the tip top of my egg shaped head. there's a life inside me, a life just begging for me to rip it on out of myself right through my node holes. my eyes light up, my heart races, my stomache sinks to my feet. i wish i could just run away from you ( Read more... )