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prose-ack attack

i've been writing a lot lately. i seem to be slightly deeper (maybe not even deeper, but less shallow) away from this place. perhaps it's the peace of my apartment. it's hard not to be calm there.

relax. (don't do it... hehe.) let go. let your mind tell your body to sleep.

(you wouldn't understand)

i find myself amidst (this isn't a word?!) a sea of parentheses here. i wonder why that it is. no focus, i think.

XXX

i find it interesting that i attempt to communicate to people i've sworn not to talk to through vague messages here. but i'm more intrigued that my attempts are successful.

i've never really sworn not to talk to anyone, actually. i'm not that callous.

XXX

the vote is in. spooge is becoming a cdj. (that's a cd dj for those of you not in the know.)

i'm still a fan of the vinyl though. perhaps i can become slater's new too-young-for-him girlfriend and he can buy me some technics and give me some sweet, sweet vinyl.

ha.

XXX

i went out with the UPSers last night. only one of them is actually still UPSing it up. (what kind of idiot manager actually performs drug deals at work and expects to get away with it?!)

mike walked me out to my car. i think he was expecting more than a hug. i have no idea why. i was actually leaving because i was on the verge of letting loose on the guy about what a total jackass he is.

i mean, he's a really good guy--just not so bright. and when he's drunk, man does he say and do some stupid things. and, of course, he just doesn't know when to stop.

XXX

my friend, chad, is leaving the X next saturday. i'd like to do something really nice for him before he goes, but i can't think of what yet.

he's going to manage his own mcdonald's, so i'm thinking i may make cupcakes with the stupid golden arches on them or something. i dunno.

i'm weird. i'd love it if someone did stuff like this for me, but i'm always afraid that people will just think i'm an absolute nut if i do it for them. so, maybe he'll just get a handshake.

god i suck.

XXX

i got my bursar bill today. somehow, i forgot how much a full semester costs. ouch!

and i'd like to mention that my stafford loan ($175) doesn't even cover my technology fee.

grah!

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tracibop7
Jul. 31st, 2004 09:29 am (UTC)
I'm always one to make things for people according to the occasion. Like I made some cupcakes that looked like babies for a baby shower. Cheesiness is good.
shakewell
Jul. 31st, 2004 09:44 am (UTC)
how so
were they shaped like babies? i'm confused...

regardless, you can make cupcakes for me anytime! ;)
tracibop7
Jul. 31st, 2004 10:11 am (UTC)
Re: how so
I would first make the cupcakes as normal, I then took white iceing and decorated it like a baby basenette(sp) I made the baby out of some kind of candy. It looked like a baby in a blanket. I took it a bit far but my friend got a kick out of it hehe.
san_yo
Jul. 31st, 2004 11:40 am (UTC)
i like how you aren't afraid to use the word actually! i'm not the only one who uses funny words!

wanna know another funny word? superb.
shakewell
Aug. 4th, 2004 07:02 am (UTC)
actually
is "actually" actually funny?
liveloveburndye
Jul. 31st, 2004 12:14 pm (UTC)
wow, that's a really sweet idea (about the arches on cupcakes)... i'm sure anywone would think that was awesome... (well if they are going to be leaving to manage a mcdonald's, that is)

i caught your parentheses disease.. :)
phaedros
Jul. 31st, 2004 03:54 pm (UTC)
Amidst is definitely a word. Also, you do not suck. You are a sweet and thoughtful girl. I can't imagine anyone thinking you were a nut for doing something nice for them. Now I can't stop thinking about cupcakes.
surjay
Aug. 1st, 2004 12:02 am (UTC)
I want some femmes baking me cupcakes..........and frying me chicken.
shakewell
Aug. 4th, 2004 07:03 am (UTC)
well
i can bake the cakes

but i'm not touchin' the chicken
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