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bugs bunny in a leather jacket, saying "don't call it punk, call it new wave"
2001-08-01 - 12:41 a.m.

my eye hurts. and my head hurts. and it reminds me of sophmore year when i would get really bad headaches. that felt like there were 4 massive screws being drilled into my skull.

and that reminds me of trepanning because i think of stupid stuff like that. i've never trepanned before or anything. but i've seen it on tv, saw pictures and read about it at BME.

it's highly interesting.

i miss sarah. i miss brandee. i miss all my friends. sarah will be a senior this year. that's just wrong. because it seem like just yesterday that she was a freshmen. and brandee graduated and going to college, though i can't remember where.

i need to find out when the home football games will be. i only go for the band. i hate football. football is for wusses. now rugby, thats a sport..

i just realized it's now august. and i start classes again in 26 days.

i haven't gone anywhere vaguely interesting or done anything vaguely interesting during my vacation. and knowing my luck, i probably won't. this is not cool.

reality shows are stupid. stupid stupid stupid. except for Real World reruns on UPN. those are my guilty lil' pleasure. i would also like to be on the Real World. that was also a lil secret that i don't tell people. though one person did know. but i don't feel like too much of a dork cuz she agreed about wanting to be on it. hehe..

martha stewart is on conan. she's amusing in a weird way. she's teaching to conan to iron. this is even more amusing. i'm just clueless about ironing clothes. i don't think we even have an ironing board. or an iron. i think it got left behind when we moved. like a lot of things did. but that's another story.

did you know a shirt as a yoke? no, neither did i. thanks martha! hm. yeah.

oh, what loverly paint fumes. i've been painting all day which i guess would explain the paint fumes. because i'm broke and can't afford to buy something nifty i see (like a button or something), so i make lil patches. because i'm broke you see.

my finger still hurts from when i smashed it a few weeks ago. this is not a good thing and i'm a bit worried about it.

there's some short blonde chick on conan. amy something. she's fucking funny. she made a squirrl bong. it's amusing. she's tiny and funny and talks really fast.

i'm drinking lemonade and eating some cold vegetarian chili. at 1:30am. yay. supper. i *really* should do something about this weird eating habit.

and i'm listening to "speakeasy" by lungcookie.

now it's "poonjab" by el centro

"..does she realize just what i'm feelin'?.." - el centro

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