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| 05:44pm 18/04/2004 |
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mood:  weird music: "The No Seatbelt Song," Brand New
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Hi there, I'm new and would like to say that (obviously!) I *heart* The Benjster. He's just a gorgeous, gorgeous person on the inside and out.
Pretty huh?
Anyone want to be my friend? |
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| Just practicing, yo |
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| 04:09pm 18/04/2004 |
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mood:  horny music: "Live Forever," Oasis
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*creams*
yesyesyesyesyes
AaRoN LuVz BeNjI 4EvA |
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| "I've found my happy place it's on the ground..." |
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| 01:29pm 18/04/2004 |
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mood:  melancholy music: "I'm Down," Good Charlotte
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My wife's home.
But I can't see her. Life sucks.
So Laura came home on Friday, and yesterday was just so wonderful, we spent the whole day high off seeing each other. Told her all about how I'd practically moved in with Kat for the last week, and about how my Dad and his slut are pro-creating. Blaaaa. It was so great to see her, I feel like crying with loneliness today. She's at home doing coursework for college TOMORROW. Gah, there are no words for how much I do NOT want to go tomorrow. Particularly with this fucking BARNACLE growing on the side of my face. *Siiiiigh*
My mum likes AFI. fhjeuro>?????
Stayed at Kat's AGAIN last night... we watched Legally Blonde 2. *Rolls eyes*. It was awful. But she loves it. What a girl.
Finished off my photos for Media Studies before. When the HELL am I going to develop them? and more to the point, with what money? I spent all my pennies on Friday, buying Laura's birthday present- The Distillers album, a Distillers poster to replace that ugly-ass Nickelback (*SHUDDER*) poster she has up, fishnets and some tiny "friendship" handcuffs. Also got some presents for myself (because I can, heh)- The Distillers album for myself too, the Powder album (woohoo, superhero rockstars), handcuffs and a studded belt, which is too big by miles and drags my jeans down rather than up but looks fantastic. Mmm, and a BEAUTIFUL, BEAUTIFUL Brian Molko poster for my room at my dad's.
I sound so materialistic. It sucks.
And I say "sucks" waay too often.
Today, I am loving Kittie like whoa. |
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| 01:08pm 14/04/2004 |
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mood:  bitchy music: "Dust to Dust," Misfits
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My God, how long has Live Journal been free for? I always thought it costed a fiver to have one. Good grief! Ha well. Mine now.
I love Alanis Morrisette's new song, "Everything," x 57847539847584739487584375. It's just...guh. Beautiful.
I feel sick. Coke and Thornton's special toffee do not a good breakfast maketh. Although technically given the time, that was lunch...
Bleh. I have a party with 8938543985043jrkf7877y lamers invited that I don't want to go to to get ready for later. Partys aren't fun when you can only actually stand more than half an hour without about 3 of the other guests. Not that it's a "party" anyway, in the proper, "loud women and naked guitars" sense. No no. We're going to Nandos, a chain of restaurants whose entire unique selling point is the slaughter of chickens (MOST LIKELY battery hens) and then to watch Gothika. Hmph. Watching Halle Berry's nose run for a couple of hours and paying for the privilege? Fuck OFFFFFF. I could stay home and read some yummy slash instead for free.
Wow, I am frighteningly anti-social.
I really miss my wife. |
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