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The time has come

the time has come

to watch Homestarrunner. Oh baby. High school all over again.

I need to get laid.

Again.

Me and Paul, Chris's house party in honor of his 21st birthday, three nights ago. Having smoked a truly impressive amount of weed, we end up at the corner of the outside table having a conversation.

Paul: So, you know what I did recently? Went to *name of extremely small town in New York where exboyfriend's grandparents live*.

Me: Oh, yeah? *name of exboyfriend* invited...
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I've discovered my newest pop-punk guilty pleasure. In the My Chemical Romance vein (I'm still not sorry I bought that cd), I'm listening to Fall Out Boy. Better lyrics. Still shitty pop-punk. The real punk in me is crying with shame, but my butt is still dancing around to my computer speakers. Funny, the divide there. Maybe it'll be the Misfits next, so I don't...
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I'm listening to Bjork and wearing a new dress. It's pretty and blue. Life is good. For the most part.

I have a silly schoolgirl crush on a boy at work. Problem is, he's ten years older than I am. Problem, you say? I definitely have friends who've dated (or "dated") people 10 years their senior or more. One of my very good friends has...
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First day of doing the green sludge thing the owner of the tattoo parlor where I work does. Yes. Green sludge. It's called supergreens. It's like eating four salads or something, there's wheatgrass and alfalfa and all that ace green pulpy stuff. it cleans out your system and shit. There's this whole complicated medical theory where it "alkalizes" your blood or something, under the assumption...
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Paul and PY just came over, we smoked and I gave them the riddle run-down. I have a stock set of riddles I eventually will try on everyone I know. It's not like a test or anything, I'll still be your friend if you can't figure them out, but I like to see how fast people get it, what kinds of questions they ask, their...
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I ate SO MUCH today. I could be mad at myself, but I won't lie and say it wasn't absolutely amazing. I starved myself at college, and will probably continue starving myself at college when I go back in August. Seriously, it's only because I'm lazy. When getting food involves effort, most of the time I won't bother. The only reason I eat constantly when...
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Most certainly, no one reads this. All the more reason I should write in it more.

Doing well. Well, I'm doing better. Definitely better than three weeks ago, that's for sure. To give you a brief rundown, I ended a four month breaking up ordeal with my exboyfriend of a year or so. I have a very messy relationship with this kid, and I finally...
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I went to a party for elderly socialites last night. I danced with old men and after I got a few very classy rum and cokes in me, I found myself singing "Fever" with the jazz band hired to play for the night. Emily helped. It was definitely a rad time. Her boyfriend and some other cats I knew in high school/ got to know...
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The owner of my restaurant complimented me after I sang tonight, which is new. I couldn't help but be a little pleased with myself. You know.

A friend of mine from my ex-school is coming to visit me this weekend... she was supposed to get into town tonight... but there will be many adventures.

I'm wearing none other than Mr. Potato Head pajamas. There's mouths...
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