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Mmm-Hmm
So, I'm thinking of putting this whole darned journal on hiatus. But then I think of something to write, and even though I am the worst friend ever (for sure, I haven't looked at my flist in ages), I have to put stuff down. Maybe I'll just make this a private journal so that no one's flist is spammed up. Meh. I dunno.
( Christmas Shopping Fiend ) -
You're getting a BLACK OLIVE for Christmas!
So, the party didn't suck. There was almost bloodshed over the party game, but that could be attributed to the massive amounts of alchohol consumed by everyone except Amanda, Jana and me ( Read more... ) -
Everything's made to be broken
Boys. They're all the same, really.
Conversation I had with Casey in August, on the wooden swing under my carport, watching the stars:
Me: Why are you not pushing? Why am I the only one pushing?
Casey: My legs are too long.
Me: Pfft. Fine.
Conversation I had with Jared an hour and a half ago, same place, watching Jake and Levi play one-on-one ( Read more... ) -
Ba-dum-bum psssh!
-Heh, I was talking to Jen yesterday about all her boy issues (of which there are several). So today I was like, "This is so great. You know, I don't have a single boy problem. Not a single one. Because I don't like any boys ( Read more... ) -
cars on a cable
I didn't think I had pics from the play, because I didn't take any. So I just jacked some of Brittany's from her myspace, yay!
( I'm too sexy for my stockings ) -
I saw your face in a crowded place
We were looking through old pictures a couple weeks ago, and Dad pulled this one out of the stack and he and I both were speechless for a second ( Read more... ) -
BAGPIPES! ZOMGWTHBBQ!
Me: *Watches the people dancing in the lobby of the theatre* What...the....
Dylan: That's the guy who choreographed all those ethnic dances for Annie Get Your GunMe: Omigosh! Maybe he has the bagpipe guy's number ( Read more... ) -
Where do I start?
So, this week has been hectic. Should you have happened to be passing through a little town near a major highway in Texas, and decided to stop for donuts, and driven ten minutes out of your way to come to the Shipleys where I work, you would have probably found me washing dishes, mopping the floors, or scrubbing the counters, muttering to myself ( Read more... ) -
Eat Me
Mom: The cat is licking my toes. Should I be worried ( Read more... ) -
If I ever leave this world alive...
Okay, aside from the Harry Potter thing, I'm not a huge fangirl of anything.
Well, except Moseley, but you know how that is.
( I have a weakness for guys in kilts )