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Also, a few simple rules:
♠ When you want me to add you back, let me know who you are. Chances are, I want to feel more popular, so even if you've "only seen you [me] around livejournal", I'll add you back.
♠ Don't comment, asking me to join your queef communities, unless they're kickass. If they are just starting out, don't waste your fucking time. I'm not gonna join.
♠ When making a comment on ANY of my entries, don't "tYpE lIkE tHiS" or spell the word "you" as "u" or substitute "r" for "are". It's annoying, and makes you seem illiterate. Just say no, kids.
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| She's a good girl and it felt great to be a liar. |
[30 Apr 2005|08:23am] |
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Ung... I hate waking up early. I have driving time from 9-11 today. Woo hoo.
Yesterday after school I went to Kit's to have practice, and it went way better than I thought it was going to. I figured our focus was going to be completely shot, but it was actually really good, especially since we had to get our shit together because we were playing that same night, and we didn't know any of our songs. Midget had to leave like 15 minutes into the practice, which didn't give me enough time to learn the guitar part for Choking Victim, so I played bass instead (it's easier than the guitar, so I wasn't dissapointed).
"Till the perspiration descends my appendage
Where all these lovely madams ask politely"
-Jordon and my AWESOME, and radio-friendly version of Get Low.
We went outside and played with Kammy and Korey, they taught Kammy how to play baseball. Jordon decided it would be a famous idea to put music to Korey's steps.
Nate and I walked to the open mic, while Kit and Jordon had the luxury of driving there.
Hung out there for a while, watched DeAngelo play Ants Marching. I love that song. It doesn't matter if he forgets the words. He does it with the best intentions.
Justin, Krystin, and my new favorite person, Sam were there. We had an awesome time.
Hung out with Ashleu and.. Tiffany I think her name is, she's really, really nice. I feel like I know her from somewhere (no, not just the open mics). She seems uncomfortably familiar. We did dusters, which was fucking awesome as hell. But I did probably 90 of them, so I'm probably pretty closely brain-damaged now.
After the open mic, went out to eat with Krystin, Justin and Sam. Then we went to CVS for my lifetime supply of candly (of which I haven't even made a dent in). Justin found this sick fart machine. I really don't think I've ever seen someone SO overjoyed from artificial gas. He's a crazy/cool kid.
Time to peace out.
Much love.
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| Drink, but don't drink this! It ain't beer, it's piss! |
[27 Apr 2005|03:23pm] |
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Yes, I did steal this letter-writing thing from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) narcotic_vomit
Dear sir,
You are far too hot to have a girlfriend who's name doesn't rhyme with...uh ...bricole... so, if you could please change that, it would be greatly appreciated. Please and thank you.
-Nicole
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