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2.25.2005
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me and my charms
this probably isn't gonna make any sense to anyone but me, but sometimes a boy will do some miniscule thing that totally fucking charms my socks off and knocks me on my ass. that part probably makes sense to those of you who like boys, but it's the actual things that charm me that might seem a little bit peculiar.
the most recent incident happened when a certain boy and i were at the watts towers here in los angeles. we were the only two on the tour because it was a rainy day and we were the only southern californians brave enough to endure it, apparently. so the tour guide was telling us some interesting tidbits and facts, and pointed out that one of the plates used in a particular part of the sculpture was the oldest piece in the entire structure.
then two other brave-enough-to-endure-rain girls joined the tour. they'd missed some of the cooler trivia bits and so the boy, who was clearly very enthusiastic about the whole thing, tried filling them in. he leaned over, pointed to the oldest plate in the piece, and said "this is the oldest plate in the piece."
they ignored him and walked away. those bitches.
like a true sport, he shrugged it off and we continued with the tour. but i'm pretty sure that single thoughtful action on his part is what landed him some seriously hot dana action over the course of the rest of the weekend.
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2.18.2005
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why i hate myspace, reason #476
the other day some dude named andre wrote me a note on myspace. it was basically just a hello type of thing, so i didn't feel any big need to reply. also, andre is not very good looking, so even if it was a really charming note, i still probably wouldn't have responded. i'm a shallow bitch, what can i say?
so a couple of days pass when i get another email alert saying i had another message on myspace. i log in and see that my buddy andre's written me another message. seriously, there's nothing hotter than a guy who can't take a hint. so i sort of begrudgingly open it, thinking it's gonna be some sort of "hey, look at me! i'm cool! write back!" type of plea. instead, andre decided to put the smack down. i hope you enjoy this as much as i did:
Hey,
Thanks for replying to my message. You're a real sweetheart.
I don't know how you were raised, but somebody neglected to teach you any manners. Do you always respond to friendly "hellos" in such a winsome fashion? You're a real gem. I feel sorry for you.
Your arrogance is gonna catch up with you sooner or later. When it does, I hope it buries you in the permanent, infinite depths of your pain, suffering, and cowardice.
Darling, you are human sewage.
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2.14.2005
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nothing says romance like vaccination
on this, the hallmark of supposedly romantic days, i'm doing what any good soldier of love should be doing - i'm getting vaccinated. and while most of you valentine naysayers are probably thinking that this good deed is going above and beyond cupid's call of duty - that this disease prevention not only wreaks of true love always but also symbolizes the entire love process (potential for sickness, a small prick, maybe a fever, some shakes, nausea, a few days of dull pain, then a vast sea of nothingness as if it'd never happened) - i say it's just what the doctor ordered.
xoxo...
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2.9.2005
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happy whateverday to me
because january was a shitty assed month and because february is a whole new year as far as i'm concerned, i've been buying myself some nice things to bring me out of the doldrums and into happyland. and really, nothing says happyland like some too-expensive art from a fancy hollywood art gallery, right?
here's to february...
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2.2.2005
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junk mail
yesterday i was going through the piles of mail sitting on my coffee table seeing which were bills and which were non-bills. i had a lot of mail and while i can normally detect a piece of direct mail or junk mail from a mile away, sometimes i get fooled and i accidentally open a piece of junk mail by mistake.
this happened yesterday, and for one very fleeting moment as i opened the envelope from some random student loan consolidation company, i actually felt a slight sense of panic that, because i'd opened the junk mail and actually viewed some of the contents, i would be receiving 10s of 1000s of more pieces of related and/or unrelated junk mail in my mailbox in the very near future.
so, thank you internet and email spammers, for enhancing my anxiety in ways that even i cannot fully comprehend at this time.
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