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[Friday
July 25th, 2008] |
I AM A MAN
AND SOMETIMES... SOMETIMES I HATE
AND SOMETIMES I HATE AND HATE AND HATE AND HATE
I AM A MAN
AND SOMETIMES I HATE
I AM HATE
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[Friday
July 25th, 2008] |
I take special joy in causing visual pain to those people that incessantly hotlink graphics from my server. Every 3 months or so I go through the list of where my images are being used across the web and pick out the most commonly hotlinked files (which tend to be my myspace background, hatchetman logo, and mm shock symbol) and change the files to some sort of "offensive image" with an anti hotlinking message. Usually a goatse related image, but this round I used tubgirl, haha. I can't turn off all hotlinking on my server because doom-muffin.com is used solely for the purpose of hosting my images on livejournal, myspace, and some of the files for my hair site. Livejournal generates so many different pages that I would have to go and enter them all in as "safe" which would be a major waste of time not to mention pretty much impossible at this point due to the fact that I've been using doom-muffin as my image host for my LJ for over 5 years now. Luckily I have a massive amount of bandwidth (thanks e-starr.com!) because otherwise I'd be paying out the ass for huge bandwidth over limit fees. Hotlinking does use up quite a bit of my massive bandwidth though, so as a special "thank you for being a hotlinking asshole" reward to those that do link from my server I gift you with the joy of having your page look a little less pleasant for a while. A few victims this time around: http://www.myspace.com/lady_luciferka69http://www.myspace.com/thatchikadeehttp://www.myspace.com/juggalo_communityhttp://www.myspace.com/dantroxhttp://blog.myspace.com/indian_burialgroundhttp://blog.myspace.com/cojovi...among many more. That "cojovi" guy is slightly amusing due to his hatred of world dryers & his lame rant about how ICP isnt played on the radio so they obviously suck. Looks like he drives a Trans Am... and he hangs with the "hot bitches" that get it on with lesbian kissing action to cause all the awesome dudes with their sweet button up collared shirts boners while at cool guy parties LFMAO MORAL OF THE STORY: Don't hotlink from my server or you will be owned.In other news: my staircase owned me earlier because in my usual graceful manner I managed to fall down the last 6 stairs and almost break my wrist. Luckily I didnt because I'd be pretty pissed. I do already have a bruise though. Mandee + stairs = fail. Oh and this is pretty awesome: http://undecendednut.livejournal.com/1513.html <-- signed poster sold through paypal during the garage sale cam-a-thon has arrived at it's new home. |
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| I Can Make You Promises, But They Won't Mean A Thing |
[Friday
July 25th, 2008] |
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I read back over my early, early livejournal. The first one I ever started. It's shocking to read parts of it. It's almost disgusting to realize how awful I was, and how thin a grasp I seemed to have on grammar..
I don't know how my friends put up with me in those days. I was so loud and vulgar. I was the girl everyone thought was crazy. It was only four years ago that I started to act like that, and I've since calmed down a lot, but I know that crazy girl is still inside me somewhere. She's bubbling to the surface. I remember being so noisy and so in-your-face to everyone I met. I must have come off as such a bitch. But now that sparkling vigor has turned into a biting, bleeding sarcasm and disdain for basically everything. I want her back.
When I'm at school, I go back to being that girl sometimes. It's an odd feeling. It seems that after Tanner and The Summer Of Hell that I've become nothing but a hardened shell of the girl I used to be. If my old friends met me know they'd wonder who the hell shoved the broomstick up my ass. After being broken and bruised by a man I 'loved' I guess I just melted into myself and couldn't find a way to pour myself back out. I hide behind a cool exterior. Sometimes I love it, and sometimes I so desperately hate it that I could almost scream.
And She knows it to. The former me. She's still in there.
Sometimes, late at night, I can feel her insanity creeping up through my chest. She wants to be let out but I don't know if I can let the walls come down and be that girl again. I've worked so hard to put her back in the closet.
But then again I miss being that girl. I used to have such a passion for life that my body could barely contain it. And while I still do love life and everything about it, I don't live it with the gusto that I used to. It can't be that I'm getting too old, I'm only nineteen. I wonder what my new friends would think if they saw the crazier, more loose me? But even more than that I wonder what will happen to me if I don't let her out, once more? I'm the evil and cruel Mr. Hyde to her collected and friendly Dr. Jekyll.
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| This Is Something A Child Would Do |
[Friday
July 25th, 2008] |
Have Fun Doing This (Unique)
Let's Talk About Your Beliefs
What is your religion?: A mix of this and that.
Do you believe in something after life?: No.
Do you believe that abortion is right?: It's right in certain situations.
Do you believe in same sex marriage?: I do.
Do you believe in second chances?: Depends on the situation.
Do you believe that there is some good in bad?: Yes.
How about some bad in good?: Yes.
Do you believe in love @ first sight?: No, I believe that's just lust in disguise.
Do you believe in sex before marriage?: No I don't, but I practice it frequently.
Do you believe in meant to be?: No.
Now...Hm...How About a This or That?
JK...I Don't Rly Like Those Either =D
Let's Gossip About Your Friends
Who is your BF4L?: I honestly don't know if anyone would want that title.
Who would you trust with your life?: No one.
Who would you trust to go save you?: No one.
Who have you known the longest?: Meghen Hornbuckle.
Who have you recently met?: Lola Carpenter.
Who would you go to an isolated island with?: No one, they would just be annoying after a while.
Who would you date?: ?
Who would you never date?: ?
Who knows your deepest dark secret?: No one, and I'd like to keep it that way.
Who knows you best?: No one.
Who can you imagine yourself with?: It's hard to imagine that in the long run.
Who will you live with if you had to?: I suppose Mary.
Who is the most like you?: Mary.
Who's shoulder do you cry on the most?: I don't cry.
Who has made you cry the most?: Nobody.
Who do you fight with the most?: Matthew.
Would you kill any of them to save another?: Not at all.
Now About Your Love Life
Are you with anyone?: Yes.
If yes, who? If no, why?: Matt.
Who is your ex?: Matt....
Why'd you guys break up? If you don't have an ex, tell us why not.: Because he's an asshole and I'm a bitch. Oil, meet water.
Who are you in love with?: Matt.
Why?: Because I have to be.
What do you love about them?: He is alright with my lack of interest in people's lives.
How long have you liked them?: I guess a year almost.
How does he/she feel about you?: I don't know.
Do you think you have a future with them?: Honestly, no.
Are you unfaithful?: I have been. He started it.
About You (Finally <3)
How awesome are you?: Pretty damn awesome.
What is something you can't live without?: A vibrator.
What is your favorite summer fruit?: I don't do fruit.
Where are you going on vacation?: I don't vacation either, sadly.
What grade will you be in Sept?: A sophomore in college.
Who do you miss the most?: So many people who probably don't even realize I miss them.
Who will you see soon?: I hope so, but probably not.
What are you doing right now?: Sitting in my bedroom listening to my ceiling fan whirl.
What are gonna do later?: Dreamland.
How long do you sleep?: Hours and hours and hours.
What do you dream about?: The most beautiful things.
What song do you relate to?: If a single song could sum up my life, I'd play it for you.
What song do you listen to when your sad?: Anything and everything.
What is something you do everyday?: Breathe?
What is your favorite thing to do while eating?: Swallow and not choke.
How weird are you?: Probably weirder than the average woman.
Will you donate your body to the body farm once you die?: No.
Will you be an organ donor?: Yes.
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[Wednesday
July 23rd, 2008] |
I was going through my 8 million photo folders last night trying to organize for my soon to be updated collection of albums on myspace and I realized that I have tons of random video clips that I've never posted. So I took a few of them (I still have many more) and complied them into the video above. Some of them are really old haha, the part where I'm eating tacos in my bathroom is from like January 2007... It took like 9 fucking hours to upload to youtube (I'm not exaggerating) for some reason. Madness.
Anyway, haven't been feeling too well the past couple of days. A few people around have had the flu so I might have caught a little bit of that because I had a killer headache, felt woozy and was a bit nauseas which resulted in me not eating very much and now I weigh 5 pounds less than I did on Saturday putting me at 105. At my height thats a bmi of 16.3, which is also madness. I feel better tonight though so hopefully I'm over whatever I was feeling because now is definitely not the time for me to be out of commission.
I need to go to bed, so that is what I shall do.
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| So Strong, So delicate |
[Monday
July 21st, 2008] |
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Matt and I are back together. Not really too surprising.
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[Sunday
July 20th, 2008] |
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Saturday was an odd day but luckily it passed very quickly. Probably due to me waking up at 4:30pm. I slept in a coma and had a very vivid and strange dream about the end of the world which upon waking I could not shake the feeling of impending doom. I also was either having a severe allergy problem or I'm getting sick. I feel very congested in the sinuses and I keep sneezing and I'm a bit light headed and woozy. I had dinner with my parents (breakfast for me) and then started working on projects and before I knew it, it was midnight. Atom and I walked to Steak N Shake and got a snack and then I came back and worked on my hair site for a while.
PROMOTION TIME:
I have the fringe shop page pretty much completed (aside from a few photos and different styles I'll be adding in the future), as well as the order page, and the customer gallery! If any of you reading this have bought a fringe and you're not featured in the customer gallery and would like to be, please send me a photo of you wearing the product. I sell so many fringes but I hardly ever get any photos back! ALSO: I have a comment box feature on the gallery page, so if you feel you've had a pleasant experience with your hair piece/dealing with me please leave some "feedback" so others can see that I am actually running a business. (I get people suspecting it's fake and I'm just trying to rip people off for some reason...) It'd really help out and I'd super appreciate any kind words you have to say!
I still have work to do on the site as you can see. I need to redo the main page and the question section, add the links/banners page as well as the clip in color highlights and extension pages... and then I should be done. Anyway I'm happy with how it's coming together.
Okay onto the meaty portion of this entry:
I don't take this T PUNCH to the V threat very lightly, so therefore I am complying with her wishes. ;D Behind the cut is a massive photo collection from the event I went to a few weeks ago. I already posted the photos from my Kodak, which can be SEEN HERE, but I had to get disks of the stuff from my Canon because I transfered it onto Dorean's computer before I left the club and it erased all the files from my CF card and I've been slacking on posting them because there was so many I just didnt feel like dealing with them but here we go... I was supposed to be photographing the burlesque show and the band playing which I did a little bit but it just wasnt working for me so instead I captured a bunch of random and bizarre photos of people attending the event and my friends acting crazy, and every once in a while I'd hand the camera to Steph and she'd get some of me. No captions because I'm too tired to be witty, so you can just wonder what the hell is going on.
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[Saturday
July 19th, 2008] |
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Media By Numbers, a tracking firm, said the Warner Bros. movie set a box office record for a midnight debut, bringing in $18.5 million Friday from its midnight screening in 3,040 theaters. That bested the 2005 performance of "Star Wars Episode III: The Revenge of the Sith," which took in $16.9 million at its debut. "The Dark Knight" figure didn't include any of its 3 a.m. or 6 a.m. showings.
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[Saturday
July 19th, 2008] |
 ...AND HOW CAN WE WIN
WHEN FOOLS CAN BE KINGSDONT WASTE YOUR TIME
OR TIME WILL WASTE YOU
The past few days have been spent dwelling inside my mind, fighting for my sanity. I go through times in my life where no matter what the circumstances are everything seems to weigh on top of me, dragging me down into an abyss of loathing and general distress over nothing. Luckily I caught myself early this time because in the past it's been known to last for some time. Gloom and doom have been a staple of my existence. A bit of hatred for everyone and everything is always present in the depths of my soul. Maybe I should write some goth poetry about it. *grin*
Overall things have been pretty good though, I've been productive on projects and have spent a lot of quality time with the boyfriend doing fun things. Much like the rest of the planet, Thursday night at midnight (Friday morning) I was located at the theatre viewing The Dark Knight which was quite enjoyable (although I wouldn't call it OMGZ THE BEST MOVIE EVVVAAR) even though we were seated in between possibly the smelliest humans on the planet. I swear they reeked as if they had bathed in beef lard. I managed to somehow snag tickets last minute on Fandango for the Chesterfield Galaxy theatre, which was showing the movie on all screens. It was completely packed. Heath Ledger definitely stole the show as The Joker. If he had to depart from this world at least he can rest at peace with the final performance of his career.
On Friday after getting my ass in gear and completing all of my usual mega chores I went to Home Depot to get a rechargeable battery kit so instead of wasting millions of dollars and resources by buying new AA batteries for my super deluxe nuclear flash all the time (it eats batteries for breakfast... no joke, one night of use and they're done) I can just recharge them... well the one I wanted magically didnt have a UPC on it when I went to do the self checkout so the attendant lady told me to go get a different one, but alas I was buying the last one of the style I wanted so instead I grabbed a cheaper version ($20 cheaper at that) and used that to check out with and handed it back to the lady and she didn't say anything even though she was watching me. Good deal? Bad karma. Oh well.
Met up with Atom at the loop later, which is now the new hip spot for the gangsta crowd to hang out at on Fridays and Saturdays. It's pretty nutty, they crowd the sidewalks making it almost impassable and yell across the street at each other, have danceoffs everywhere and cruise up and down the street on motorcycles and blasting bass from their cars. It's like something out of a rap video, seriously. I got boba and we walked around window shopping and then noticed that the Tivoli was doing the first Reel Late midnight showing this weekend, and they were showing Alien which I somehow have never seen in full so we decided to watch it and it was a good time. Next week: American Psycho. I'm so there. I got the schedule sheet and they're showing quite a few movies this season I will be attending. Some of y'alls in STL should show up on Friday nights (Tivoli Theatre on Delmar @ Midnight, duh) and we can make it an event.
Came home after that and Steph was on stickam so I went into her chat and some random guys came on there, no cam but mic was on full blast... it was like 4 guys, and they started saying all sorts of rude things to Steph which I took no liking to so I started harassing them in a private message. Seriously they had NO RESPECT, somebody needs to teach these adolescent boys how to properly talk to a women because it seems like the future is doomed for any girl under the age of 20 who wants a decent boyfriend. Eventually they posted their phone number because I believe I asked for it, so I called them with my number blocked to make sure it was them and one of them answered with "IS THIS THE FAT RED SNATCHED CUNT?! while another screamed "IM GONNA CUM ON YOUR TITS!" in the background, so yes indeed it was them... I then posted their number in a bulletin on myspace suggesting that if people were bored that they should give these guys a call. Well apparently a lot of people were bored because I got over 100 replies in the first 5 minutes telling me that they were being called. So hopefully their phone exploded.
Anyway I should be getting to bed as I have a lot of stuff to do tomorrow.
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| Florida |
[Friday
July 18th, 2008] |
I've been reading books constantly just like I used to! I finished two this week and I've started another. It's narrated buy a five-year-old girl and I really enjoy that. I love reading it feels so good.
Last night I had a dream about some strange zombies. They could be warded off with salt or a tomato burried in soil. The symptoms would also come and go in an infected person, so just killing a zombie didn't really feel too good, when he/she'd would momentarily be back to his/her old self. A person who had been infected for a long time started changing shape and form, eventually becoming a black oozing mass about the size of a cat. This is when they became really dangers because they could seep into your skin and infect you. The dream involved a lot of traveling, meeting with various people, long coversations, and eventually me fleeing from zombies using a children's bike with flat tires.
Sunday I'm leaving to go to Florida with Donovan. We're going to Panama City; I've never been there. I don't really like beaches because I don't like sand. I also think I've developed a fear of the ocean? I've been swimming in the ocean once before in St. George when I was ten, and that was for about 15 minutes due to five foot waves. I've been swimming on the bay side multiple times in the Keys while visiting my older sister, but that's just like a lake. Even that is scary though because of plants and baracudas in the water. I'm definitely nervous about ocean swimming. What if there are plants? I liked swimming in Tallulah Gorge where I knew the only thing underneath me was giant slippery smooth rocks. I'm silly. Stupid fears.
Still, I'm exciting about going. I think we're going to have tons of fun.
Anyway, see you on the 27th, Livejournal.
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[Thursday
July 17th, 2008] |
I told my dad I was researching state accredited colleges.
And he said. "Kennesaw"
And I just want to murder him.
And maybe myself, too, so I don't have to do this anymore.
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| Dream |
[Thursday
July 17th, 2008] |
I was having a dream about books. I was reading a big set of books and about to start the next, when my sister and Maribeth asked if I'd like to go somewhere. My gut told me to stay and keep reading, but I decided to go anyway.
It was dark and stormy out. Nanner was driving for some reason, which was odd, but I didn't give it much thought. We were on a road that twisted around a mountain, one side bordered by the rise of mountain itself, the other by a sheer drop.
Nanner looked back at me as she attempted to take a turn too quickly. We plunged off the road and stayed momentarily suspended in the air while we looked down into mountain valley. We couldn't see the bottom for all this strange orange-brown fog.
I panicked and started silently freaking out. My mind was racing and I knew we were all dead. No one spoke or screamed. I swear that I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. As soon as we started to fall, I woke up. I could still feel my heart pounding, but I don't know whether it was real.
Not a good way to wake up!
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[Thursday
July 17th, 2008] |
 STORY OF MY LIFE
Chores and errands are the real story of my life. Never ending. That's been the theme for the past couple of days. So let's see... other than the daily grind of cleaning, errands, and hair piece making: I went to the tiger sanctuary on Monday with my mom and Atom which was pretty cool. It's out in the middle of nowhere (aka 573 area code) and they have 7 tigers (including one white one) that you can view from 3 feet away and they give you all kinds of interesting tiger facts. The tigers were rescued as sick cubs from some guy in Chicago who had all kinds of mistreated exotic animals and they're now 7 years old and doing very well... they have a really nice set up and look super healthy and happy. We did the basic tour this time, but they also have another option thats more expensive where you can feed the tigers so we plan on going back and doing that some time. After that we took all these crazy back roads to get to Johnson's Shut Ins and I saw like 80 abandoned farm houses and an entire super creepy looking abandoned trailer park that I must go back and photograph sometime. It was a perfect day for getting in the river and not very crowded, but once we got there I had an anxiety attack and decided I just wanted to sit there and not have any fun which was lame. Johnson's Shut Ins is really cool too, so I missed out. Basically it's volcanic rocks that have been eroded by the river to create like natural water slides and pools, you can climb up on the rocks and jump into the pools and play inbetween the rocks and hang out in the river which is crystal clear. So yeah, I'll have to go back and have fun sometime when I'm not in a horrid mood. It's like 2 hours away so that's not too bad.
Hmm... Atom and I also went to Chesterfield mall for a minute on Tuesday night and they were having a mega sale at DEB so I bought a bunch of super flares for like $8 a piece. I worked on my hair site until the wee hours of the morning which resulted in me waking up around 4:30pm Wednesday and then I completed a bunch of tasks and went over to Atom's and we watched a movie and then I came back home at like 2am. So nothing too exciting lately, just basic life stuff.
OH YEAH and when I was driving out to Atom's tonight (he lives like 30 minutes away) I was driving with my windows down and reminded of the joy of what it's like to be a blonde girl in a sports car. I haven't driven my car much at all lately like I've said before and when I do I usually ride with the windows up and they're tinted at 15% so people really can't see me too well... but when I drive with the windows down, all of the retards really come out of the woodwork. I get truckers yelling and honking at me. Endless people wanting to race me. Staring, people trying to tailgate me or block me in, guys at stoplights trying to get my number and then following me for miles when I tell them no, and my favorite: THE JACKOFFS.
...and I mean this literally. Tonight I'm driving along minding my own goddamn business when I notice a big SUV that keeps cutting in and out of traffic trying to catch up with me. Finally they do, and I look over and it's some wanksta in like a white Denali with big rims wearing a white wifebeater and a sideways hat and he grins at me and licks his lips and then lifts up in the seat to show me his erect member while stroking it. This has happened to me quite a few times since I started driving, but tonight it really pissed me off for some reason and the guy is lucky I don't drive around with a gun because I seriously would have shot his dumb ass with not a second thought. WTF does he think? I'm gonna be like "OH BABY THATS SO HOT PULL OVER LETS FUCK! !?" Yeeeeah no I don't think so. Maybe I should have pulled over just so I could have kicked him the nuts a couple of times and informed him of what a stupid fucking idiot he is. ...but no, I just rolled my window up and sped away at high speed to get the fuck away before he pissed me off anymore with his obsessive mating antics.
It's one thing if someone's doing it to be "funny", but this guy was like... serious. It's hard to describe.
Anyway, I'll have a better update later... sometimes I just gotta rant and ramble.
GOTJ is 3 weeks away. Holy shit.
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| THE FLOOR IS LAVA IS MY FAVORITE GAME |
[Tuesday
July 15th, 2008] |
Yesterday was the Roller Skating Extravaganza. My mom, Nanner, Donovan, Jesse, Justin, Darcy, Joel, and finally Maribeth attended. (I say "finally Maribeth" because she was late due to dinner at Olive Garden. Yum!)
It was Monday Madness (everything--entry, rental, pizza--$.99) so naturally it was packed. I was surprised to find that the newbies (ha) could skate at least decently enough to stay off the ground. Despite the crowd I had a ton of fun, although I was too scared to practice anything new and when I tried to play tag with my mom I nearly ran over a group of young girls. Skating was still enjoyable, but less so than when there's a smaller crowd. Or no crowd.
Near the end of our skating session, Donovan and I were skating around holding hands, and Mom tried to duck under our arms and skate through us, but she leaned too far forward and both her stoppers caught on the ground. It happened so quickly that when Donovan and I turned to see what happened, mom was spawled across the floor on her stomach. She wasn't hurt and we all just laughed.
Darcy and Donovan had an intense DDR competition it was beautiful.
We all came back to my place and played a game of THE FLOOR IS LAVA. I immediately lost a leg in the lava. Hopping from pillow to pillow on one leg is very difficult! Next we played telephone, and then the game where you ask questions to guess a mysterious identity which is taped to your forehead. I was Lance Bass. Soon after that mostly every one left. Donovan stayed the night.
Today Donovan and I went out on a shoe shopping adventure. I generally dislike shopping and I still had fun. We had an awesome time. He found some pretty nifty shoes. Then we came back here and I finally saw Princess Mononoke, which I enjoyed. Donovan left and he's such a wonderful boy and I'm smiling!
Tonight I'm going to try to finish the book I'm reading.
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| Blackberry vs iPhone - And a Roller Skating Adventure |
[Tuesday
July 15th, 2008] |
Yesterday was very good.
My dad asked if I would like to go to the at&t store with him and my brother, and I agreed.
Well we drove down there and I amused myself with the iPhone and other such things.
My father kept talking hypothetically about data plans and iPhones and Blackberries.
So I'm just all confused when it starts getting down to what color Blackberry I want. I'm not really cool with sudden unexpected gifts. They wig me out.
But I got a blackberry curve. I think I like it lots.
So I've spent t he morning playing with my phone.
Trying to decide where Blackberry ranks with the phone awesomeness.
I like iPhones mostly because of the youtube function. But otherwise I don't see that they have all that much difference from a Blackberry. I also like the keyboard on the Blackberry better; texting on the iPhone touch screen was weird and difficult.
Anyway, after I got my new phone I went to Olive Garden and ate yummy pasta and salad. Yummm.
Then I went to the roller rink and met everyone there. Everyone consists of Sara Nanner Joel Jesse Darcy Justin and Donovan.
It was packed and gross. There were too many people there and I could skate around all those people.
Well then we went back to Sara's house and played the floor is lava and then telephone and then that game where you have the name of a person on your forehead.
I had to leave earlier than usual because my dad requested that I do so.
I have school today and I think I have a test, but I'm not sure.
Anyway, it all seems pretty easy so I'm not worried at all.
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| a word to you all |
[Monday
July 14th, 2008] |
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i have decided that i am in fact going to go through the transition. thats it.. just thought you'd like to know
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[Monday
July 14th, 2008] |
 OMG BOOBSBest. Photo. Ever. ...or at least one of my all-time favorites. I have a ton of good photos from that night that I still need to post.
ANYWAY... garage sale was a success. Total profits were around $350 which is amazing since almost everything was priced at $2 or less. Had an awesome turnout, the people just kept rolling in. Broadcasting it live on stickam was a last minute idea which turned out to be highly amusing. Thanks for those of you who tuned in. There were some crazy moments, we tried to keep it entertaining. I'm sure there were a lot of nice shots of old lady's asses when they bent over to rummage through my bins. Nobody knew they were being filmed haha... I wonder if anyone else has ever webcasted their garage sale and had that many viewers? Perhaps I made garage sale history, but probably not since everything's been done before.
My first "customer" was definitely the most interesting. He wandered out from a beat up pick up truck and just started talking to me about all kinds of weird things. He was using a golf club as a cane and kept tapping my shoe with it to get my attention or when he was making a point. He pulled up a chair (one of the ones I was selling) and sat under my tent with me told me of his son and how they used to make homemade bombs, had an extensive knowledge of guns and military ammo, told me about his job as a high lift crane operator, and how human flesh tastes like pork and warned me of the evils of meeting people from the internet. "It's full of garbage." His name is Steve and he lives not too far from here and he has 2 goats and 30 chickens. We chatted for about 45 minutes while I sat there and sold stuff, and he left shortly after Michelle came to keep me company. Chris came by with his friend and I gave him my old ripped up Vash coat. Michelle left and Steph came and helped me out and endured the rest of the burning hot morning into the afternoon. J came and hung out for a bit, helped with loading a table into the back of a car. Fili stopped by for a minute and discussed his recent incident with cops at CFM. Steph's aunt, mom and Leah showed up. Ruben and Dez came near the end and they modeled my clothes on cam and we sold some autographed posters by means of paypal which was both hilarious and radical.
So overall it was a day filled with interesting people, great deals, friends, old ladies, grouchy mexicans, random weirdos, and one very sleepy exhausted sweaty Mandee. After the sale I put everything away, Steph helped me get the remaining items into the attic (kept and stored for future garage sale madness) and then I passed out on the lovesac for 7 hours. Woke up, made macaroni and ate all of it while watching the Matrix Reloaded and then went back to bed and slept until 1PM.
I highly recommend garage sales overall. It's fun and profitable. The best thing you can do is have a ton of great signs to direct people to your house. Advertising is everything.
Sunday was a busy day of cleaning, laundry, and hair piece making.
In other news: I have not had time to take a proper shower since Wednesday. In other words: IM FUCKING DIRTY. GROSS. That is totally against my nature and I feel like the most rancid human on the planet. I did wash myself off a bit but not like my usual daily regimen of ultra scrub exfoliate soapy silky bliss.
Tomorrow Atom and I are going on a day trip with my mom to a tiger sanctuary and Johnson Shut Ins and probably Elephant Rocks too, should be fun... I need to get to sleep because we're leaving before noon.
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[Sunday
July 13th, 2008] |
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Earlier I was feeling So Frustrated with myself while I sat and listened to my parents bicker about Who Cleans the Kitchen. I helped clean the kitchen but that didn't make any bickering subside. I even cried for about three seconds. My parents are stressed. I'm stressed but only in a lazy almost-uncaring way.
It's hard to care about things. It's hard to want anything. I'm trying.
To stop myself from feeling like a sad soggy mess I went for a bike ride with my dad and my sister. I pulled ahead of them and pushed myself to peddle hard in a high gear. It was just me and my aching muscles and only a few thoughts like, "get up this hill" and "I'll ride right off of this road and up into that sunset." Sometimes when I ride harder than I normally do, I get a strange ache in the back of my brain and I think I'm about to have an aneurysm. The ride dried up my soggy soul and I feel better.
Tomorrow is a rollerskating extravaganza! It will include some amazing people and I can't wait.
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