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Ah sweet, no-roommate-at-home bliss. I'm gonna stay up as long as I can and run around drunk in my underwear. Yep.

Elseworth Dragon rocked my socks off. I really liked all of the new material, Deano was born to be a rockstar, and they are DESTINED FOR GREATNESS! Mark my freakin' words, poops. They need to play a better venue so that they can feed off of a good audience. Not that they weren't fabulous, but looking out into what looked like a glorfied version of Shakey's Pizza and seeing people sitting around staring at you can't be too energy-inducing. Need a good, standing-room only type of gig. AND THEN GREATNESS.

And Locopuff came with me, then we went to Harbor House afterwards.
Harbor House owns.

Oy...I think I'll go do...something...or...yeah.

t minus 30 days and counting...

I fly home in exactly one month.
Thus, I am going to start going to bed at a decent hour, after doing my exercises, and get up at 9am instead of noon or 1pm. Then I am going to take a walk. Then I will come home, shower, and go to work, so that I may get home at a decent hour. Losing 10lbs will not cut it...for me, no one else.

My friend Elaine, from home, will be in Anaheim this week for a coffee roasters convention (heheh). I am going to drive down to see her.

I swear, I've been behind the Orange Curtain more times this month than in the past year. ;)

A plague upon the house of the shovel-stealer*.




*not really...I don't need negativity returned three-fold

who have you forgotten...

When I was 16, maybe 17, some friends and I went to the video store one day. I saw a cute worker-bee there. I liked him because he was attractive, of course, but the kicker was that his nametag said, "Noel". I thought that was very cool. I thought it was pronounced "no-ell". Later, I found out it was actually, "noll". I should have realized at that point, that things aren't often what they seem...especially filtered through a 16 year old girl's eyes.

My friends and I were stupid and giggly in the video store. When we got back to my house, I gathered up the nerve to call the video store and ask NOLL out on a date. He said yes.

We went to see a movie. I don't remember the movie. All I remember is that his car made so much noise that he turned up the stereo REALLY loud so as not to hear it. This made conversation difficult at best.

I used to sneak out. I told him this. He picked me up at the church parking lot a few houses down from mine at about midnight or one. We went back to his house and watched, get this, Dead Ringers. He was a smooth one, that NOLL. We made out and that was about it...oh, and I discovered he was a big pothead...which explained...a lot. He drove me home a little later than I planned and I almost got caught.

I saw NOLL one other time when I went over to his house during the day. We sat on the couch and talked a little, then we started making out. He then proceeded to slip his hand down my pants and insert his clumsy finger.
Yes...GOODBYE Noll!

why the hell does LJ cut off the last character all of the time? I always have to add an extra one.

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I'm going to go punch myself in the face now.

THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT.

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When I go out, it will be in a blaze of beautiful carnage on the 405 freeway...but you can bet your sweet ass I'll be taking at least three SUV's with me.


Oh, and I talked to my sister tonight. At one point, she asked me if I had a boyfriend. I said "no". Then she asked me if I had a girlfriend. HA! O_O o_O