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Sunday, January 8th, 2006

Time:10:21 pm.
This thing still works?
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Sunday, September 18th, 2005

Time:4:16 pm.
I was laying on my bed watching The Making of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and my television remote was lying on my face. So I thought "What am I doing? Why did I put the remote on my face? When did I put it on my face?" And I found it rather amusing. I love it. So then I told someone what I just said/thought and he mentioned having once put the remote in the freezer. It wasn't what I meant... that's not what I was finding amusing. So I've figured it out... that's what I need... someone who "gets" that. You know? If you know, let me know.
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Sunday, June 5th, 2005

Time:11:53 am.
life broke my heart
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Thursday, January 20th, 2005

Time:2:26 pm.
IMxWHITE: yeah me too
IMxRAD: fuckin loser
IMxRAD: we're fuckin losers
IMxWHITE: haha
IMxWHITE: hold on
IMxWHITE: read this whole thing g
IMxWHITE: k
IMxRAD: fuck that
IMxRAD: i'm a loser
IMxRAD: i don't read
IMxWHITE: lol
IMxWHITE: i never type lol
IMxRAD: i know
IMxWHITE: but you just made me lol
IMxRAD: i was just thinking "wtf?"
IMxWHITE: haha
IMxWHITE: cuz you silly
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Monday, January 10th, 2005

Time:2:23 pm.
What
is up
with people
who
don't
get
Wes Anderson?

geez!
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Friday, December 31st, 2004

Subject:www.5ives.com
Time:5:20 pm.
lessthan_two: Clogs: They’re just so comfortable!
logic_twiz : yeah
lessthan_two: i like it
logic_twiz : that one jumped out at me too
lessthan_two: Five stage names I’d consider if I ever became a singing drag queen
Karla Marxx
Lola Piranha
Curvée Rhodes
Jackie Jills
Margarita Salt
logic_twiz : you're weird
logic_twiz : i almost posted that one to you too
lessthan_two: margarita salt
lessthan_two: ha !
logic_twiz : and !...
logic_twiz : i was going to emphasize margarita salt
logic_twiz : weirdo
lessthan_two: haha
lessthan_two: i am great
logic_twiz : my grandma's middle name is margarita
lessthan_two: my mom's pizza chef calls her margarita
logic_twiz : and funnier...
logic_twiz : her first name is margit
lessthan_two: lol
lessthan_two: shut up
logic_twiz : margit margarita
logic_twiz : i swear
lessthan_two: lol
lessthan_two: it almost
lessthan_two: sounds like a nun's name
logic_twiz : funniest.........she was raised by nuns.
logic_twiz : hahahaha
lessthan_two: LOL
lessthan_two: SHUT UP
logic_twiz : really
logic_twiz : weirdo
lessthan_two: shut up!
lessthan_two: hahaha
lessthan_two: i'm super great
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Thursday, December 30th, 2004

Subject:It doesn't get much better than this
Time:1:01 am.
My favorite "jazz" song with vocals....
A rarer version of Billie Holiday singing "He's Funny That Way":


i'm not much to look at
nothin to see
i'm glad I'm livin and i'm lucky to be
but i've got a man
crazy for me
he's funny that way

ain't got a dollar
can't save a cent
he doesn't holler
he'd live in a tent
i've got that man
mad about me
he's funny that way

though he loves to work and slave
for me every day
he'd be so much
better off
if i went away

but why should i leave him
why should i go
he'd be unhappy
without me i know
i've got that man
mad about me
he's funny that way

i can't see
no other way
and no better plan
end it all
and let him go
to some other dame

but i'm only human
a coward at best
i'm more than certain
he'd follow me west
i've got that man
crazy for me

he's funny
that way
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Monday, December 27th, 2004

Subject:The Goods
Time:12:41 am.
I am not Christian... and I do not claim to celebrate Christmas. However, I was given a few presents by friends (whom I, of course, also gave a gift). I'm more of the out-of-the-blue gifter. I somewhat resented it all. But on the positive, I recieved wonderful gifts:
- Five Ken Burns Jazz CDs
1. Dave Brubeck
2. Miles Davis
3. Duke Ellington
4. Benny Goodman
5. Thelonius Monk (yessss!)
- A lovely antique-brass looking, jeweled butterfly broach/pin
- A basket o' goods
1. The Coffee Bean cocoa powder
2. Chocolate covered waffer deals
3. Some kind of cookies or biscuits
4. A nice big mug with my name in English and Chinese character
5. Coconut candles (my favorite!)
- Five movie tickets (supergreat)
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Sunday, December 5th, 2004

Time:8:30 pm.
Mood: blank.
Jess is my partner in dork (instead of crime.. you know).

Me: lol this book just stated "In short, the crimes stemming from marijuana are the same crimes that would stem from butter if it were made illegal."
Jess: i dont get it.
Me: well they said the only crimes directly related to marijuana are use, possession, and trafficking
Jess: like they wouldnt be a big deal?
Jess: oh
Me: so basically they're saying that the fact that it is illegal is what causes the criminal aspect of it
Jess: cuz i was gonna say, ya know karlita and I will get pretty desperate for butter if we're craving it.
Me: haha
Jess: who knows what we'd do.
Me: butter junkies
Jess: lol
Me: butterheads?
Jess: come on remember my butter song?
Me: noo
Jess: sooooo stupid. it was my b-day in santa monica. in the italian restaurant. i busted out with spice girls theme song. "if you wanna be my butter, you gotta get with my bread..." [this was 1996or7]
Jess: mental!
Me: ooooooh
Me: anytime we go out and have bread you have to sing that
Jess: no way man.
Me: those are the rules now
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Monday, November 15th, 2004

Time:3:46 am.
Mood: sleepy.
I was trying to fall asleep last night (morning)... and I thought to myself, "I wish I could just sort of not exist for the next eight hours and then reappear unsleepily." I wonder if I'm finally becoming an insomniac. I think of an insomniac as someone who plainly doesn't sleep hardly at all. I'm just someone who doesn't sleep at "night" when supposedly everyone else does. But lately the amount of hourly sleep I get is decreasing. Humm. Dave Atell is funny.

I'm still a bean... but he doesn't seem interested most of the time... and then he'll call or message "out of the blue"... I don't understand it.

I had a dream about a serial killer the other night. He was holding me and someone else in a house. Someone called for help but no one believed them. Then I managed to call for help but no one believed me. Maybe I need to lay off the horror flicks.

Then the next night I had a dream about my lame report project. Dreaming of school is so pathetic.
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Thursday, August 19th, 2004

Time:1:26 am.
Mood: amused.
CD on sale at Overstock.com:

Hulk Hogan - Hulk Rules
Track Listing:
I Want To Be A Hulkmaniac
Hulkster In The House
American Made
Beach Patrol
Hulkster In Heaven


p.s. Overstock.com has some $1-4 jazz CDs... Cab Calloway & Charlie Parker I saw.
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Wednesday, August 4th, 2004

Time:11:46 pm.
Mood: tired.
I saw the hand surgeon today. He gave me a multiple choice answer as to what's wrong with my hand.
A. Synovitis (Swelling of tissue lining a joint)
B. Cyst
C. Tumor
So now I get to gimp it up for a couple months with a hand/arm brace, and if it doesn't get better... I get to have arthroscopic surgery.
At least I'm not being sent to another doctor, so that's good. Sucks that I can't work though, but I've filed for disability. Woowee 50 bucks a week.
:D
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Saturday, July 24th, 2004

Time:6:20 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
Replacing your car's alternator yourself is much much much better than paying $180 for the damn thing plus $75 per hour in labor.
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Tuesday, July 20th, 2004

Time:5:36 am.
Mood: pissed off.
I'm extremely tired of being treated like shit and not being entitled to my own feelings.
Some stupid bitch friend of my sister can come in my house and think she has the right to treat me like shit? No, sorry... it doesn't work that way dear. If you don't like me, then get the fuck out. I'll tell you two times if you need me to.
I cannot understand how selfish and disrespectful my sister has turned out to be. And she sets the example for her friends of how to treat me and my family. So, of course, they think they can come in here and trample all over everyone. I'm not having that. It's disgusting.
What the hell happened to human courtesy and compassion?
I'm the bitch. I'm the bitch who gives a damn about other people. I'm no angel but at least I have some goddamn decency.
rant, rant, etc.
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Sunday, July 18th, 2004

Time:9:36 pm.
Mood: nervous.
Hello fire... you better not make me have to evacuate, damnit.
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Thursday, July 8th, 2004

Subject:trouble in paradise
Time:5:34 pm.
Mood: confused.
Healthcare, oh healthcare... what have we done to you?
So I went to urgent care four weeks ago because my hand was in major pain. The doctor on staff says "I don't know what's wrong", runs blood tests. So then I see my physician the following week. She says "I don't know what's wrong", takes x-rays (finds nothing), sets up an ultrasound appt., and ENT appt. (because I also had a cold). I see the ultrasound tech. the next day. He says "Well I didn't find anything wrong." Then I wait for my physician to call. No call. I call... she's on vacation... thank you very much... she'll be back July 6th. Between then and now I speak with her nurse three times. Tired of waiting. I call my physician today. "Is Dr. ______ back in the office yet?" "Yes, but we aren't scheduling appointments because she's taking a leave." So I leave a message. Nurse calls me back about an hour later. "Oh... the doctor ordered an urgent orthopedic specialist referral the day you saw her, but it got misfiled... So we called them and you'll have to wait for them to set up an appointment." Yippie! Three weeks and four phone calls later they finally figure it out.
I thought you are supposed to get better care when you have insurance.
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Tuesday, July 6th, 2004

Time:2:18 pm.
Mood: yawn.
Today my sister and mother came home and handed me greeting cards. I haven't opened them, I don't really want to. My birthday was two weeks ago. It doesn't really bother me that they didn't remember until now (I didn't even want them to). But I would rather not receieve pity greeting cards which are false representations that they cared to remember. Maybe that's harsh, but that's the way I see it. Two weeks after the fact doesn't really mean much. I don't really understand birthdays anyway, not celebrating mine at least. So I turned 24... so I didn't die for another year... blahblah. Oh cyncial me.


On a seperate note: I miss Zackery
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Monday, May 24th, 2004

Time:1:05 am.
Mood: sleepy.
Coffee and Cigarettes is great. Much much much more worth seeing than wasting $9.50 on Troy (as I did).
I've sort of started seeing someone... not sure what's up with that.
I have this bitch of a Spanish final tomorrow... accumulative of course. I shall strive for a B.
I was feeling pretty crappy last night so Avi gave me something (ibuprofen + something else, I forget). I didn't think it would be a big deal since I have a large dosage of ibuprofen prescribed to me which doesn't usually affect me much, nor does my vicodin. But I felt really shaky and weird... and still feel weird. Tired, a little disoriented, and a little shaky.
BlahBlah... back to studying.
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Saturday, April 10th, 2004

Subject:Purgatory?
Time:2:43 pm.
Mood:Strange.
I woke up crying.
I dreamt that I had died and that being dead was a completely different reality from what I know right now. It wasn't like "being in heaven." It wasn't anything supernatural or surreal. There was a group of people, maybe 15 or so, and we were living together. We were all trying to adjust to being dead. It was somewhat of an institutionalized setting, maybe like being at camp or rehab or something. It felt very real, but in a strange way... I was me, everything I am today, but I was in a new reality... it's hard to explain. I was struggling. I remember asking one of the people there how long he had been dead, and he said 15 years. Then I remember being told to lay down and remember my life before hand. I'm not sure what I started "remembering" but it led me to cry.
It's never nice waking up crying.
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Wednesday, March 31st, 2004

Subject:sigh
Time:4:49 pm.
I lost everything on my harddrive.
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