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Corporal Shawn is home.
All we are saying, is give PEACE a chance....
Shawn is in North Carolina. He is officially home in America. There really aren't words for how I feel. I stood up after I hung up with him, and literally felt dizzy. I imagined myself having a large dumbbell just thrown from my shoulders -- the dumbell labeled "stress" in huge letters. His relief ( Read more... ) -
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Short entry ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Hell Hath No Fury
Simple. Waylon. Mind games, attitude, yelling at me, and
we're just friends.
This girl does NOT need that boy.
Ugh.
Also, just to throw it out there -- President Bush.
But that's a duh. -
Whoa, Stalkers!
Brief pause in my California stories to say ( Read more... ) -
Night of What I Believe to be the Third Day...
Day...Three? Three I think. The night. I think it's day three. Whatever. It's the night of the day that I last posted ( Read more... ) -
Day Four in Long Beach...Actual Beach!
Day Three: What up Sunday ( Read more... ) -
Day 2 and I'm officially in Brad Nowell Party Land.
Day 2: I wanna be a Cali Girl ( Read more... ) -
In the City...City of Long Beach...
Okay, so I haven't even written about my Cali trip. Someday I'll make incredibly detailed, but right now, being that I'm going through a rough time about the whole thing...I'll just highlight it ( Read more... ) -
What up LAX?
Well, here I am, about to fly. I am about to fly to LAX. I am about to fly to LAX to see Waylon. Ugh. I'm so nervous that it feels like I may or may not have a fit of vomiting ( Read more... ) -
"I don't see what anyone sees in anyone else but you..."
I fucking miss Suicide Thom. I can't believe I'm saying this. But I truly miss him almost to tears ( Read more... )