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no one cares or will even catch the reference. but i feel like the kathy character in screeching weasel songs, expect i don't have that thinking spot anymore or anyone to wave their hand infront of my blank stare and to wonder what the fuck is going on with my head.

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with the smell of fixer, an orange light, and my ipod, as the songs change i have the ability the travel from age to age, and city to city, darkroom to darkroom, and mood to mood.

its a form of time travel and i consider myself lucky for that.

while checking my voicemail i realized that the woman who is cingular's voicemail is the voice of the actress who played the character nina on the nbc show "just shoot me".

so odd.

trying to find an apartment is stressing me out.

actually stressing is an understatement.

i am lucky enough to be around my idiot roommate when she has girl fests that consist of giggles and shrieks and sentences that are mostly made up of the words: "totally" "ooooh my god" "like" "so" "ummm". as well, i am lucky enough to be around random acts of all around slutty-ness and high school bullshit ( Read more... )

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