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So I just left school in the middle of lunch, and I feel rather content with the world at the moment.
Missing two quizzes, a test, writing an essay and presenting my unfinished slide show feels pretty fucking nice.
The only other things I have left to do with life today is take a shower, do some laundry (and actually put it away), possibly dye my hair since I didn't have time last night, go to the dermatologist, and go to work. Maybe I'll study odd Spanish conjugations as well if I get bored enough, but I doubt that will happen.
Over the past few days, I have discovered my love for The Junior Varsity. Their music is cute. I can blame this new slight obsession one of the thousands of different Victory Records mix cds that I get whenever I go to shows with Victory artists. Haha. Maybe I can talk to my buddy Tom from there and he could hook me up with more free tickets and photo passes. Who knows.
I'm feeling rather boring in this particular blog. I feel like I have a bazillion things to talk about, yet I can recall three of them.
HOLY SHIT.
THE JUNIOR VARSITY HAS BROKEN UP.
WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!?!?!
I just read that on their Myspace.
Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk.
This is just like when I reeeally got into another band under the Victory label, June.
They broke the fuck up a few months ago, right after I finally saw them live and met them and even got the drummer's number.
Oh yeah, on a happier note, New York City trip on Tuesday, probably one of the only reasons why I joined the World Language Club. I'm kinda excited, although I'd much rather go with the bay bays, or at least one of them like the Hero From A Thousand Paces bus trips with the "party ride" with the stripper pole that I rocked.
Haha, Diann just pulled a blue and white dog leash out of the vacuum because my nine-year-old sister is a genius.
I'm tempted to go outside and chase my duckies around and/or watch them beat the shit out of my boxer, Kiki, as my chihuahua, Riley, watches. Maybe I'll choose to wear my pink plaid rainboots instead of flip flops so my freshly painted silver toe nails don't get pecked at.
Work tonight should be a hoot. We're somewhat more local tonight which is a plus. I work at a carnival in the cotton candy trailor, so technically that makes me a carny. Don't think so? Check Wikipedia and it's 100% accuracy =d So I hope I don't get there too early. My creepy co-workers may try to talk to me, and I may cry.
Well, Diann's kicking me off. I want water. Maybe a goldfish to name Shirley or Dorothy as well.
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Posted by kaylajeskey on 2008-05-22 12:07:50 | Rating: | Views: 233
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OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH damn.
So I take it your jubalence is caused by excessive cotton candy? I am also rather amused by your ducks, are they pets or just passing through, cause if they are....I'm going to need you to kidnap one for me, cause...pet ducks are fantastic! I got a pic of that bench today, and than promptly remembered I dont have a cord for it so you still cant see:( I = rocket scientist
Apparently you've got the jinx, just feign dislike of all indy bands and they may survive...
PS. I added you so you should be able to read molly now.
That is all.
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Posted by liarsmatchbox
on 2008-05-22 13:54:59
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Ask and ye shall receive...
www.myspace.com/ascarypinksheep
...I don't check it often though.
Since you're into victory records stuff, you should probably check out streetlight manifesto, I've got some of their stuff on my myspace. They fit right in with my other weirdness.
There were some confused ducks in my yard this morning and I was sorely tempted to try to nab one. Unfortionately the ducks had other ideas involving their ability to fly.
/sad face
I like how you're hair turned out, lookin' hawt;)
PS. you should probably hook me up with your myspace as well, I have a feeling more hilarity will insue.
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Posted by liarsmatchbox
on 2008-05-26 01:03:55
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