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We are not what we seem.
It is so wierd how you can get caught up in who you want to be, and not who you are ( Read more... ) -
Black light over Seattle.
It's so dark. It's not even five pm. I have no desire to fold laundry.
I got a free turkey today for spending 98.23 at the asian market on aurora. I also got a lot of noodles. It was a Jenrianna adventure. It almost felt like supermarket sweep.
I feel like 7 more months is too long to wait to get married. Brendan should be my husband now. I love him ( Read more... ) -
I live under the Black Poppies.
I want to call in and say I am sick and lay in bed under the covers all day. I want to be pressed under warmth and covered in silence.
I can't seem to shake this. It's long and heavy.
I have to leave in an hour and a half, and I am scared that today I can't fake it. -
New Things, Old
Today is my last day at the vitamin shop, it's one door that closes ( Read more... ) -
Dear Chad.
I want my engine.
Gimme.
That's all.
Arianna -
I live in a pill box.
Allergies are killing me. I am dying. My nose is as heavy as a brick. My head is fuzzy. Decongestants are worthless.
Urban planners should be shot for only planting male trees. I can't stop sneezing. Someone put me out of my misery. -
Mo'ped
So, here are some more pictures, that were taken Saturday of my bike, progress and whatnot. I have to get out there today some and work on it, it's beautiful out and here I am. I spent an hour writing in my blog practically, and now I am in livejournal. This equals no life.
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Another day.
Not enough money for rent. Another day at the health food store. Sick of people at my house. Free haircuts against my will, they don't help me pay rent.
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Moped
I spent a couple of hours yesterday cleaning my bike, removing more rust, dirt, and grease. I removed the rack (it needs to be re-welded and I figured that maybe ( Read more... )
