Wednesday, February 22nd, 2006
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1:33 pm - teef
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i have a story about the dentist this morning.
see, i have a physically really small mouth. dentists throughout my life have told me this/complained about it. the size of my tiny jaw does not make sense because i have a big cranium. dentists literally have to use forceps to pry this little thing open. and this female dentist this morning was doing all these tests on my jaw. caressing it and making me open it and close it. i guess she needed to see if there were any hidden tumors and she needed to make sure everything is properly aligned with my bite. blah blah. anyway, if i open my mouth any farther than about an inch and half, the right side of my jaw makes a weird popping sound. this has never bothered me, as long as i don't open my mouth too wide. anyway, the dentist asked me if the popping causes me any pain, and i said no. because that is the truth. she leans into my face reallllllly close, almost too close for comfort, and says, "good, but make sure you refrain from any activities that might force you to open your mouth too far. it could cause damage." and, because my intuition gave me a weird feeling in my tum, i am pretty sure the activities she meant do not include benign things like, "eat a popsicle" or "chew gum." funny, but creepy.
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(6 parallel lines | don't leave me hangin' on the telephone)
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Thursday, January 19th, 2006
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11:39 am - what the f.
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Wednesday, January 18th, 2006
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12:18 pm - office
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the smell of my office depresses me. it's not that it smells bad, like feet. or poop. it's the smell of copiers and staples and paper and stale co-worker perfume that reminds me that i am in an office, the second i walk in the door. office.
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(2 parallel lines | don't leave me hangin' on the telephone)
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Friday, January 13th, 2006
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1:17 pm
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i thought that by finally getting myself a new computer, ala aliens are good, i would feel inspired to once again become a prolific LJ-er. but sadly, a new computer does not guarantee funniness, insight or even a date from myspace. no, it only guarantees a huge chunk of change from my bank account and more internet stalking than is healthy.
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(6 parallel lines | don't leave me hangin' on the telephone)
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Thursday, January 12th, 2006
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12:37 pm - this is what i ended my drought with?
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Monday, January 31st, 2005
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3:50 pm
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Tuesday, January 25th, 2005
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2:35 pm
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Monday, January 17th, 2005
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12:23 pm
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Friday, January 7th, 2005
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7:23 pm
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Monday, January 3rd, 2005
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11:35 am
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Thursday, December 16th, 2004
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6:20 pm - i slay myself
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Wednesday, September 15th, 2004
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5:34 pm
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every morning i wake up and say a little prayer that i will be kind, generous, gracious and lovely to everyone that i encounter during the day. afterall, putting together a FOX show can make a gal stressed, irritable and ugly. inevitably though, at least once during the day i completely lose my mind. fortunately, a few things have happened lately that have kept me grounded and filled my life with joy:
1. roxanne hosting a karaoke/bon voyage party for me party at all star lanes. then proceeding to serenade me with willie nelson's "on the road again."
2. samantha sending flowers to me at the office, with a note attached that reads: "if only i were man enough for you." genius! hilarity!
3. roxanne making everyones fantasies come true by bringing us all chik-fil-a allllll the wayyyyy from redondo beach! wha wha!!??
4. going on a field trip
across the street with my coworkers yesterday.
5. wearing my new favorite t-shirt to the office. even if men stare at my chest all day.
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(11 parallel lines | don't leave me hangin' on the telephone)
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Thursday, August 12th, 2004
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12:15 pm
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Monday, August 2nd, 2004
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2:02 pm - don't knock the rock....
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Sunday, July 25th, 2004
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7:21 pm
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Wednesday, July 21st, 2004
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7:41 pm
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Thursday, July 15th, 2004
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8:02 pm
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Monday, July 12th, 2004
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12:05 pm
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i'm in tucker georgia. yesterday i went shopping with michel billot at target. i needed things like crest white strips and mens tighty whities. as i was walking past the hygiene aisle, for a split second, out of the corner of my eye, i thought a sign that read "feminine treatments" actually read "feminine treasures".
later on i went dancing at American Pie. my butt is covered with the bruises of many grabs and pinches of strange men. at one point a man with cornrows and a sweatband grabbed my padded bra breast and told me that he "would make me feel like a real woman." i reminded him however that the "feminine treasures" aisle at target already did a good job of that.
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(9 parallel lines | don't leave me hangin' on the telephone)
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Friday, July 2nd, 2004
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4:54 pm - mesquite, texas
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Saturday, June 19th, 2004
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8:05 pm
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my north american tour has landed me in laguna hills, CA for a week. come visit me! stay at my beach hotel for free! (when i say beach hotel, i really mean a holiday inn right off the 5!)
current music: strange magic-ELO
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(4 parallel lines | don't leave me hangin' on the telephone)
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