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| 06:18pm 11/02/2007 |
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I GOT THE FEVER! |
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| 09:31am 31/12/2006 |
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Just to clarify: Don't come to my house tonight, I am most certainly not having a New Years party, anyway anyway anyway it would probably be too normal. |
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| shut the hell up, you luvchildren |
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| 06:36pm 10/12/2006 |
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i'm allegra, i think. last night i'm taking bath and two boys were there. why, i have no idea. i do know that andrewjustin is so hot; twas great that they fucked in an inch of water-- not shy a-tall. i smoked two cigarettes and put them out on andrewjustin's face. by the way, they lkove me as i wish they were dead.
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what did the baby say to the vagina?
"get those dicks outta my way, bitch" is what that asshole baby said. |
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| 02:08am 26/10/2006 |
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Why must I suffer an unyielding broken-hearted desire for men in their mid-twenties?
It is only now I can discern what a truly pathetic person I'm becoming. |
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| Water Balloon Fun |
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| 10:01pm 07/07/2006 |
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Party Update Version 2.0
This Sunday, July 9th, Water-ish party at my house starting around 5-6ish...
Call me or Liz, and don't forget to bring balloons or some kind of gift for me because it is my birthday(again). |
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| I'm here and you're there, so who cares what I wear on New Year's Eve? |
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| 02:41pm 31/12/2005 |
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Oh, it was St. Louis City Museum-tastic.
Tommorow is 2006, but tonight is a party, and as Liz says, it's just not anything without streamers or jello shots.
Everyone has exactly 6 hours to get ready and come to my house for the end of the world(year).
I really hate updating. Ok? |
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| With no future we'd have nothing to fight about |
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| 04:48am 05/12/2005 |
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mood:  five a.m. wake up music: Tassajara!
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You know that old adage, no one can love you unless you love yourself?
Well, it's not true, because the one who loves you will continue to until it hurts them that you haven't been able to look at yourself in the mirror in months.
So you change you mind,
change your attitude,
you change your clothes,
change your hair,
your routine,
all it comes down to really, is that you can't be the sum of your parts anymore.
p.s.
I will be continuing life as a brunette!
also, unless absolutely required by the rents I will not be coming home for X-Mas break
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| Right before he died he said I am a computer module. Well that's pretty common these days, isn't it? |
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| 10:01am 20/09/2005 |
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I should stop dreaming zombie dreams, they leave me with a residue of paranoia for days.
Some days you preoccupy me, others I just think I'm obsessed.
Haha! I'm dancing the "very special march on washington" dance, because I'm doing just that.
It's too early for writing and thinking and composing.
Staring Oct. 15th I have my own room, this is exciting. Visit me!
I'll be home for halloween/hobgob. Maybe before that.
All I know is that there should be at least one case of wine waiting for me. |
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| Let's burn the rich? |
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| 03:12pm 26/08/2005 |
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Dear everyone,
I miss you? Yes, I do miss you. I also miss...Dennys? no..Springfield...NO..money?..a little.
Today we read some Bukowski and then I had an ice-cream Fruitful bar for lunch. That pretty much sums up my entire college experience to date.
Also, the GeoLab teacher/T.A. man is attractive enough to make me care about rocks and minerals and whatnots.
I do not enjoy being away from Lizs and Rachels and Jennys though.
I do like living in two seperate spaces, cooking dinner nightly and decorating.
I don't like that soldiers come home and beat their wives, and we can't talk about it because that would admit to them having post tramatic stress syndrome.
Remember how you tried to fuck your boyfriend's brother...?
Tonight is Friday and that means celebrating.
Celebrating means cooking the artichoke I've been saving and making cinnamon rolls.
My cats are mildly insane and enjoy hiding their toys in water, also they watch me potty.
I have zero percent money, but I am a hundred percent kisses. |
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| All I really wanna do, baby, is be friends with you |
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| 09:16pm 30/05/2005 |
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This Memorial weekend was a busy one for the Blankenhorn/Panichi(Blannichi) family.
Listing..in 5..4...3..2..1..
The first of the Carbondale cats.
if you have any questions as to the size of new kitty Nico...
she is no bigger than my foot, and I'm a size 5.
It's totally love. She does make certain activities difficult. Sleeping, eating, fucking. She will also only sleep on Chris' arm, which is well known to be my place. We've also taken to using the daddy/mommy(only..mommy is too..eck, so i am Pretty) speak. "don't bite daddy" "don't scratch pretty's nipples" It's all in good fun. Other new kitty, Jah, gets his shots tommorow and will be ready for picking up. My room is getting ever smaller and smaller.
Also gotten some Psilocybe cubensis innoculated and ready for fruitation. Hooray!
What else what else...
Thinking of a certain bird.
My babysitter when i was 7-8 is getting divorce. If I didn;t think she was really hot, that situatuation wouldn't be creepy at all.
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| Hold you like a lucky charm... |
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| 04:07pm 04/05/2005 |
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"I don't understand how come you're gone, man. I don't understand why half the world is still crying, man, when the other half of the world is still crying too, man, I can't get it together. I mean, if you got a cat for one day, man — I mean, if you, say, say, if you want a cat for 365 days, right — You ain't got him for 365 days, you got him for one day, man. Well I tell you that one day, man, better be your life, man. Because, you know, you can say, oh man, you can cry about the other 364, man, but you're gonna lose that one day, man, and that's all you've got. You gotta call that love, man. That's what it is, man. If you got it today you don't want it tomorrow, man, 'cause you don't need it, 'cause as a matter of fact, as we discovered in the train, tomorrow never happens, man. It's all the same fucking day, man. So when you wanna hold somebody, ya gotta 'em like its the last day of your life."
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| 05:20am 23/04/2005 |
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I want it to be summer. Now. This is the simplest of requests, but one that is long to fufillment.
So, I will smoke like it is summer, and pretend I have no worries, even though I am touch and go.
Carl is always so suprised when I am productive, or responsible. It comes in intervals. Sometimes I'm productive and responsible.
I just really want to have nights to stay up and build things with Legos with him.
No one is allowed to look at anything on my computer, there are videos.
Mothers scare me.
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| 06:04pm 13/04/2005 |
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dear everyone:
i am allegra.
how about that?
m'hmm. |
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| you can plug my lighter into your socket. |
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| 01:02am 06/04/2005 |
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No No No, that's not dirty, it's actually true.
Fuck, this is a shitty mood. Remember all your friends? How long have you had them?
Now remember all the people you thought would be friends, but aren't anymore?
Mike!
you kid, I miss you. You..I can't even go into all the times we've had together. All the drinking, and hanging out, samiches and porn. the only person I could always hold hands with and walk down the street. you never got me down. our platonic admiration. i know you're happy, and i'm happy for you. but i wish we could hang out more, and i wish..things never changed as much as they did. but kid, if you even read Ljs anymore..call me, because you know im too akward to call you.
I wish i could actually admit to all of you that i miss alot of people. who now I am no longer even a blip on their social radar, or maybe I'm a name dropped for added effect.
Rememember the bags of plastic packing peanuts? What the fuck *is* a dirty?
I wish I could blink it all back, maybe for just a night.
Whatever, no one cares about this, and neither will I tommorow.
p.s. I feel like tracking down Courtney Ennox because she is one of the coolest people I have ever met, and I regret meeting her in such a underdeveloped time. |
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| Don't you know? |
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| 01:29am 05/04/2005 |
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Even though this is a few days late:
Fuck the pope, Mitch Hedburg died. Smoke memorially!
Hahahahahahaha, ewwwww. try keeping your legs closed, k?
I bought a new bowl. AZ weed is amazing! Too bad I didnt get to smoke to my heart's content. bastard lack of money.
I've been here for about 45 minutes, and already I hate it. I wanna go back. fuck springfield.
I miss oral sex
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| You can be the horses, and I'll be the carriage, let's go get food. |
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| 08:45pm 03/04/2005 |
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-David.
David has also said the following:
"Do you guys feel like fucking a baby in the soft part of it's skull tonight?"
"I invite you to see my swollen toes."
"Salty and delicious, like Chris' mom."
So, I'm here an extra day. Which..half blows and half rules. I don't have to go to school tommorow, and it's an extra day with my Pretty-baby. But all of my clothes, body..cleaning things, and my new rainbow-tastic bowl are in St. Louis. Meh.
Last night I had a dream I missed my plane, and I did! Haha! I knew i was fucking psychic.
I played beer pong for the first time last night, and we only lost by 1 cup. I met Nicole and her boyfriend Brandon. Nicci is almost excatly what I've heard of her, minus you know the ODing on X and drinking bottles of vodka. We did play with lemons however, and we "gave" her David's remaining turtle.
"Didn't I have an aquarium...?"
I am anxious to come home, but I'm used to it here now. I think it's the startling lack of drama that I appreciate. It's also alot of sitting on my ass smoking bongs with Dan and playing video games..but honestly is there anything better?
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| 02:38pm 31/03/2005 |
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mmmmmmmmmeow.
Blah, it feels so weird to be updating, and typing on a computer. Blah!
How is everybody? How is spring break? It's a little belittling to know that everything goes on without you. Heh, arrogant? Me?
It's relaxing and peaceful here. Perfect weather, a few days ago i could have rubbed this in your face, but I heard it's great there too. Did a little shopping the first couple days I was here, but quickly ran out of money. No worries. I can see that this is definitely not the place for me though, it's already 80ish, and the thermometer rises another 40+ degrees in a few months. and it's the Land of the Super-Tan. I would have to have some sort of skin-ectomy to live here. hehe.
Regardless of all the pretty girls in shorts and factor of money..it's like heaven here. It's nice not to be stressed out. I miss the OhOhOh though..
Man, I dont want to get back on a plane. I love..parts of springfield, but I would trade alot of things to stay here longer. I'm finally getting used to living with someone, and option of sex at any time is..well it is a very good thing.
Possibly pictures..
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