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owww i was just listening to bk skipping into the room and i tripped and know my knees and wrists hurt. i am so fucking smooooth.

applying at the video store today. i need a job where i am not the little bitch and stuffing meat with other meat all day and coming home smelling like grease mixed with fish mixed with cigarettes. i can't imagine ever getting hired for a real job though. there seems to be something about me which is inherently unhireable.

i really hope i get this money that is coming to me though. apparantly my grandpa died a while ago and there has been a bunch of money sitting around that my dad has never sent me, and my uncle has found it and is going to send it to my aunt who will send it to me since i don't want my dad's side of the family having my address and blah blah blah. i am such a little girl when it comes to them. i have believe my father's empty promises since i was a little girl... i haven't seen him in years and i still manage to get my hopes up about all this bullshit. it's so stupid.

but this money would be amazing. i have never really had MONEY, aside from like MAYBE 100$ at a time.

things i need to buy:

-digital camera [to hopefully take sg pictures with someday when ryan figures out how to take a good picture
-tattoos for me and ryan [for me, all or some of: birds on chest, star on inner arm, stars on hips]
-those fucking awesome pink paul frank skurvy hightops i saw on the interweb.

-clothes clothes clothes clothes clothes

maybe i'll save some of it to actually GO SOMEWHERE, even if it's just seattle or what... maybe i'll go while ryan is on vacation for our fucking one year... grr. or maybe i'll save it up to buy MYSELF a fucking ring for ryan to give me. haha. i love believing empty promises from boys!

that is all.

ps: i really want to be an sg.

pps: this commercial is weird and kind of funny.... and weird.
]bizarre.

ppps: i put different pictures in the 'lame' folder.