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Thursday, September 22nd, 2005
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Ok so I made one more update, fuck you.
I got a new livejournal.
www.livejournal.com/users/pornisforlovers.
Add me.
I got a new screen name.
lindsayistehcool.
Add me.
l8r.
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Friday, September 16th, 2005
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| Time: | 6:20 pm. |
| Mood: |  bouncy. | | Music: | strike! feral children. |
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If I find out who told Amber's grandma that I had a drinking problem and party too much
I'm going to kick them in the face.
Not that I dispute it,
just because they're too fucking PUSSY to bring it up to everyone else.
Hide behind it.
We will figure out who you are.
Sherlock Holmes, biotch.
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Thursday, September 8th, 2005
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| Time: | 1:24 pm. |
| Mood: | quixotic. |
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Megan:
Next time you decide that you want to tell people that I encouraged you to sleep with Jeff, I hope the words get tangled in your throat, form a giant lump of SHIT, and you choke on it.
I never said a god damned thing.
You claim I was drunk, but I only had three shots or so over a period of about 4 hours.
Kurtis and Heather were fighting, Cody and I were trying to keep them apart for the ENTIRE night which consisted of me going to Taco Bell and sitting outside and going on walks.
I was not in the apartment for 90% of the evening.
After Heather and Kurtis stopped fighting, then there was Mike D drama I was dealing with.
Whatever.
You were way more outta your mind than I was.
Fuck you.
I never want to see you again.
Every gut feeling you've had about the way I thought of you was dead on.
You're an annoying, obnoxious, rude girl who needs to grow up and stop using this entire situation as a way for people to feel sorry for you.
You are not the victim. You are the problem.
Understand?
Stop trying to be a martyr and just die already.
We've heard enough of your message, and none of us want anything to do with it.
And if you think that any girl around these parts wants you for a friend after what you did to Amber... you can think twice.
I'll never let you near any boy I have any sort of respect for, ever again.
You might just get them drunk and convince them to have sex with you.
I encourage comments.
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Thursday, August 25th, 2005
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at leAst i don't ruN back to my mistakes.
unlike some.
who think it's fun to bitch and moan.
and then make it their boyfrienD.
REA.
ps - i love kurtis
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Sunday, August 21st, 2005
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| Time: | 1:40 pm. |
| Mood: |  dirty. | | Music: | modest mouse - dramamine. |
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I was serious when I said I was gonna update this shit as soon as I got home-------
Cody: "Do you find me spontaneous?"
Lindsay: "We should steal a boat!"
Lindsay (after spilling water, talking to Kurtis): "Umm..is...there...a...towel...I...can...lay..."
Heather: "Honey, someone is talking to you."
Kurtis: "Oh, what?"
Kurtis: "Who the FUCK decided to put a Rite-Aid across the street from my house?!"
Cody: "I think I can feel the hole in my brain."
Cody: "I'm not gonna lie... I still cry."
Lindsay: "What's this lake's name?"
Cody: "Lake Apartment."
Cody: "And all of a sudden there was this giant cock flying at me and attacking me... like a whale..."
Cody: "I can totally see you two getting married one day."
I had so much fun.
Best decision of my life.
Needs to happen again (soon?).
I seriously think I'm in love with those three.
Jeff's not home, I need to take a shower, and I told Lisa I would call her to hang out today.
My brain feels like mush.
AND I LIKE IT.
So anyway, I just got out of the shower now (I feel the need to write a continuous update) and it was pretty much the best shower of my life. I used my Amazon.com gift card that I got for my birthday and bought the new modest mouse CD, got a new copy of moon & antartica, since mine is going on 4 years now and a liiiiiiiittle scratched, and the chiodos CD. I'm proud that I actually bought it instead of burned it. I wonder how much of my money will be into Mr. Goddard's pocket. Maybe I will ask him.
I think I'm going to lay down and watch a movie and try to get the eyelash out of my eyes
because typing with only one eye open makes my hands tingly.
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Friday, August 19th, 2005
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Tuesday, August 16th, 2005
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Saturday, June 18th, 2005
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Wednesday, June 8th, 2005
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So --
I decided I am having a pirate party. For my birthday. On August 27th.
There will of course be a keg, in some sort of treasure chest sort of contraption. A wooden barrel perhaps? :)
Everyone is required to have a sharpie mustache and/or sharpie stubble.
Every boy is required to wear eyeliner like Johnny Depp, because he gets the ladiez.
Everyone is required to have an eyepatch.
For every additional piece of pirate flair will get you one dollar off your cup for the keg. For instance - if you tape a plastic parrot to your shoulder - you only have to pay $4.00.
Bandanas are recommended.
And the best part is that after everyone is good and fucked up, we are going to go on a treasure hunt. I am going to hide a fifth of some really good liquor (undecided as to what kind at this time) and make a treasure map to it. I plan on burying it in the cornfield across the street from our complex, but I'm not sure. But anyway, whoever finds the treasure gets to keep it. I plan on marking it with a little pirate flag to show everyone where it is. Everyone will get little compasses...
I am so effing excited, PIRATES ROCK.
So, let me know if you are interested in coming.
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Saturday, April 23rd, 2005
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crazy.
predatory.