And with our broken smiles we walk away

:: 2003 28 November :: 11.12pm
:: Music: threedoorsdownherewithoutyou

just when you think it's safe.

nothing is funny, and everything comes back to bite you.

:: 2003 28 November :: 10.08pm

intervention time. ah.

it's like the ghost of relationship past.

:: 2003 27 November :: 8.02pm

plus, the ovary pain seems to have subsided a little bit today.

:: 2003 27 November :: 7.55pm

thanksgiving didn't suck this time around. we got to watch finding nemo while we ate and we didn't get yelled at. and no one punched anyone else. it was glorious.

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:: 2003 27 November :: 1.56pm
:: Mood: Content
:: Music: Lions game

What a lovely surprise. To see the Cohens. And the Dines. On Thanksgiving. Rejoice.

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:: 2003 27 November :: 12.36pm

i just don't understand thanksgiving. it seems super bogus to me. there's nothing wrong from getting days off from school though.

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:: 2003 26 November :: 9.54pm

i should go to bed. but i'd rather eat skittles.

three advil. nothing. damn ovaries. they're immune to pain killers.

:: 2003 26 November :: 4.10pm
:: Mood: substitute

that aleve is working. sort of. it took two hours.

:: 2003 26 November :: 12.23pm
:: Mood: chipper
:: Music: school of rock

at least that med student was cute.

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:: 2003 24 November :: 8.03pm

endometritis. i am scared.

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:: 2003 24 November :: 5.13pm

i find that snow gives people a new presence.

in a good way.

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:: 2003 23 November :: 9.22pm

it's really sad when you watch full house and the plot pertains to your life. but people actually learn a lesson. and then everything is okay again, and someone makes a joke.

i'm a loser. i can't ever deal with things the right way. i just lie.

:: 2003 23 November :: 3.05pm

so things perked up after my mini insane fit.

stayed up till two and go up at 8:30.

sunday school was frustrating though. i can't be both. i really want to be neither.

and i think i'm going to make the strain over. i can't deal with it anymore.

blah. i worked out like a fiend.

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:: 2003 22 November :: 11.23pm
:: Mood: craptacular

i'm just am not good at confronting things.

but the guilt just knaws at me until i start saying really stupid things to people who don't even bother to say anything remotely comforting.

i'm going to ruin someone else.

and i can't even cry about it.

:: 2003 22 November :: 3.39pm
:: Mood: ASDLLDSFKLSDKLSD
:: Music: now that i can dance

I would work for SOUUOP! Custard! Ah! I love Curtis and Stinko. They rock my early bird special world.

grood stuff

i'm going to the play later...ready for another rockin' time.