Bah. Another wasted Sunday. I've wasted my sick day for this month and there's no hope for snow tonight. Tom's mad at me because he can't understand why I'm mad at him. I asked him, nicely, not to drink one of my last 2 Red Stripes. It's hard to come across beer at my age without asking. And I hate asking. It's shameful. And he...
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I don't feel so frightening today. I went extreme and had my hair cut. So short. So scary. I feel much better, I do. And I got asked to the mooovies. By a nice boy who changed my tire (the very same tire that died for Tom's sins.) There's yer granola for you, Monsieur Five! I wish I would have read your comment sooner; I...
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johnnyfive:
you hair looks great, but goshdarnit, not as much to play with.
nicci:
It is much less, yes. But I won't lose things in it now! *Shrugs* And it will grow.
Bah. I wish I had something important to say. I've been too far from the rest of society and too involved in my private circle. I can only speculate on how I feel today, as selfish and self-absorbed as it is. I feel like crying because I feel old today. Though I'm relatively far from it... perhaps it's the ortho-tricyclene again. Perhaps it's due to...
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octavia_:
hey sexy mamma..i heard you were around these sites. just wanted to tell you hello and mwaaaa! i won't be seeing you as much because i only work two nights at the coffee shop...back in school. so...i'll miss your pretty little self! xoxo octavia
johnnyfive:
i changed that flat tire; where are my props! oh, nicci, i can't beleive you and tom. a fine example of how girls insist on dating assholes and brushing off the nice guys. you know he won't do anything to make you happy until you leave his ass again. sad but true.
by the way, wanna see a movie wed night? i'm off.
Plean.
by the way, wanna see a movie wed night? i'm off.
Plean.
Oh-so-happy, today! Tom made me a lovely breakfast and I'm squeaky clean and smell of satsuma. We're off to the Market O' Fleas to pet all the animals. I'm as fine as a frog's hair split three ways, I tell you what! 
I feel the undeniable urge to dress up. But alas... it is 3am and I am at Tom's, eating ice cream and denying his usage of his newly built computer. I, also, feel the need to bootyshake. And now that Coldplay song is running naked through my head. What a sad, sad fate... no dress-up, no booty-shaking, and morose, catchy songs. *Le sigh*
ps: i get off tomorrow at 8pm if you want to go see the flick at the rialto.
and i'd buy you beer anytime, just ask. i won't even humiliate you. i enjoy contributing to the delinquincy of minors.