satsujin

Nailed a guy's number that I've been eye-balling for a few weeks. So what's the verdict on calling guys, anyway? How long are you supposed to wait for that crap? Meaning: what is the socially acceptable etiquette for establishing a waiting period in utilizing said #. Ahem.

I'm a fucking American, man. Instant gratification it how I roll. But being too forward? Apparently, this also...
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Hrm.

Sex, Alcohol (sans the drugs) and Rock n' Roll.

That's been my life for the life month, including volleyball, work, graphic novels, some writing, and lots of organizing/overhauling cleaning.

Goodbye old shitty friends.

Hello new awesome friends.

And thanks to the ones that don't suck and still stick around despite the abuse. You rock.

ps: Pheobe is leaving WA and I hate her a...
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I went to George Michael's 25 LIVE concert last night with some friends.

Omg. It was A-MA-ZING.

Mental note: Nothing marks the technilogical movement of the 21st century better than the sheer abandonment of the use of lighters at concerts. Key Arena was armed with thousands of display screens from personal cellphones in the wake of a George Micheal ballad.

I'm not surprised by the...
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Edit: I finally put up Erotica LA photos. Or at least part of my trip to LA. Go look, or something.

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Hello. Been a long time coming.

Since I started my new position at work, I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off. As anticipated, it's incredibly stressful. It's far more difficult than the previous store I was running. I've...
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It's muh fucking burfday today. aaaaaaw yeah.

[edit] Oh, yeah. I forgot to add. A week ago I got back from a week long trip to LA. It was awesome. Met lots of porn people. Enjoyed some good company, terrible food (lots of McD's. Ew., and had a blast at the Erotica LA convention.

ps: I am butt crazy in love with the following people:...
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radio edit

too much credit given to the source of the frequency, not enough given to risidual, innocent bystanders. moved by the sound of my own heart (breaking). stubborn pride doing what it can, but high-pitched warnings were never its forte, always the adagio (slow and undetected, mournful and marred with accidents/tals ) it's the live and learn tune, one that every girl whistles quietly...
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radio edit --- too much credit given to the source and not enough give to risidual, innocent bystanders. it's a hobby to break my own heart. ---

I am a victim of a momentum -- the moment, 100 mph flight of nervous highway, inspired by touch and shy smiles, awkward silences and eyes that I was never meant to see, a hand I was never...
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I don't want to go home.
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I'm in LA. It's a blast. Karen's the shit. Three cheers to drunken debauchery. Hip hip hurray. Hip hip hurray. Hip hip hurray.

Sweet.

Less than a week before erotica LA! YES!

Holy shit it's been a crazy fucking week. I need to slow down, but it's so hard to not spread myself hella thin.

As you all know, last weekend on Friday night I went and competed in the first round of the world karaoke competition. Total fluke that I placed. This Friday I go back, armed with two songs to compete with again. If I...
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I placed at the competition last night .I go back next week to compete for a chance at state. I need to think of two songs to do before then. I think I have an idea of what I'm going to do.

Next week. Hula Hula. 10 pm. Holler! I managed to finangle a crew there last night (and made some new friends while I...
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So, like an absolute loser, bored out of my mind, I randomly drove to Seattle and went to this karaoke bar on first and denny. I found it a couple of nights back with some friends, and initially we had the intent of hitting the joint up and singing. (Well, them singing and me wishing.) But I of course, I got distracted with uh, some...
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