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...because I haven't smaucked in a while. lol
Thank you to all of those who saw the play!

It's almost a year.
Wow.
I'm so in love.

Today was insane.

If you pure baby oil on the stair well people are probably going to get seriously hurt.
If you silly string someone you don't like odds are that that person will punch you in the face.

I hate local car dealership commercials.
It takes stupidity to another level.

sigh

SOOOO GREAT!

I have the absolute worst endurance in the world.
I sprinted two laps chasing Kelly Reilly around a path in the woods trying to get her lantern. (This is during a rehearsal by the way. I am being my character, and she is being hers. I don't do this for fun.) Well, I got the fucking lantern! Then ran away, and hid and ran back. I did get really into it and that's why I ran so hard/fast. It was slightly fun, and a learning experience that I can use. But I'm fucking beat after that.
THEN: hey, let's go up to the top of the mountain to reflect!
Yeah, I can reflect right here thanks.

I'm not sure what I'm complaining about, but my throat hurts.

Chris, I'm sure you beasted at whatever the fuck you did. Haha, I still can't breathe.


And I love Graham.
He's sexxxy.

So I just had the coolest dream ever! I don't even remember myself being in the dream... but anyways, I'm on this quite neighborhood street with no cars or people outside and all of a sudden one of the Pep Boys comes out (the one who looks kind of gay) and he's like eight feet tall. And he's made entirely out of rainbow sprinkles!!!






FUCKIN' AWESOME!

2 girls 1 cup




Our video has become quiet the rage.

My Xbox is fucking broken.

All I fucking wanted for Christmas was guitar hero for Xbox or a snowboard. Can't have guitar hero now, and my parents already told me that the snowboard isn't gonna happen. And to top it all fucking off, I get to stare at this fucking Harajuku doll that looks kind of scary.



Thanks a lot Gwen Stefani. You used to be cool. I used to not speak cuz' I know what you're thinking. It used to be your life. A hella cool life. BUT NO! You go you're own way and become a label whore. Sign your name on everything and it's instantly gold. Well that's fucking great, but why don't you spend some time with your fucking kids huh? Time is not on your side sweety, you're in your 40s now. Plus I think you've gotta enough cash and success then you know what to do with.

Fucking hollerback girl.

The "Organic Vegan Girl-on-Girl Sandwich Tour" had been post-poned due to lack of sponsorship!!

BASTARDS!!!




lol Watch Liam Sullivan's latest video.

I easily played Dead Rising for 4 hours yesterday.
I got to fight off Isabella on the motorcycle, then defeated the cult leader Sean. He was fucking insane!! Dom had to do that for me, and it took us like 12 attempts, but we killed him! (I sound extremely primitive.)
And now we're finding bombs, while avoiding zombies in the damned Maintenance Tunnel!! Oh, did I mention Carlito is trying to kill you while driving his truck? It's fucking hard.

I knew you'd come crawling back.
How's it feel down there on your hands and knees?

But I'd just like to say I love you....







Okay so when zombies attack will any of you be ready?
I've got it all planned out.
What am I gonna do when a giant meteor hits earth, and we start a nuclear war? I have no fucking clue!
But when the Zombie Outbreak is amongst us... I'm going to CVS!
Here we go:
I spent forever on that!

Map Key
White box with black outlining = CVS
Gray perimeter surrounding store = Outside
#'s in between vertical blue columns = Aisle 1, Aisle 2, etc..
Orange line outside of Pharmacy = The gate they put up when the store closes, so no one can steal anything. (Zombies cannot get through.)
Yellow boxes = The 2 stairways leading upstairs
Green boxes = Very tall, sturdy racks for soft drinks, energy drinks, water, etc... (They can keep the door secure)
Pink box = Belt used for totes going up and downstairs
Red = Staff breakroom. Small, cramped, no way out if Zombies get in. (You're fucked in the breakroom.)


Now upstairs is the fun part. I know that everyone has been to CVHELL at least once in their life. We sell everything! Food, bandages, medicine, womanly needs, condoms, (Survivors might have a fear fetish.) Toilet paper,  Not to mention that there is a phone and radio up there! There are three ways down including the belt in case of emergency. And a door out.


Please comment.
Even if it's to tell me my theory is crap.
I want your opinion!

Gia having her license is the most exciting thing that's happened since.... well, I honestly can't think of anything. And she drives really good too! I don't need to bring a helmet and start writing my will before I get in the car. So we had this all planned out that I was gonna sleep over last night and that we were going to drive somewhere fun. We didn't know where to go! The mall was our first idea, but we weren't sure what highway to get on. So Gia's friend Ian who's mad cool came with us. We went in the movie's parking lot and were hoping to see Chuck and Larry (this was around 8:45ish.) The movie didn't start till 9:55. FUCK THAT! So we went to Circuit City to mapquest how to get to places. Why yes I did just use a website as a verb! You know what we learned? Mapquest is fucking retarded!!! Not too hard to give directions from North Haven to West Haven. Then we went to Friendly's and ate a lot. And Gia, short for genius, suggested Mint ice cream. Way to go! Hahaha, I'm kidding Gee. So after we all almost threw up, we got back in the car wondering where to go. The Beach!!! I'm thinking it took us 1 hour and about 45 minutes to successfully find one. We were close to Lighthouse, but couldn't find it. (I know, we're all braindead!) Then went on the highway back and forth, Gia flipping out over Ian's schizophrenic and inaccurate directions. It was long. It was hectic. It was illegal. But we got to the beach! And it was good, except for one thing, but I don't wanna talk about that now.


But this week in itself was awesome.
I got to see my twin lost at birth Ashley who I haven't seen all summer.
I got to see Sam and Sarah, who I haven't seen all summer.
A costumer taught me something about myself: If I cry over a woman in a walker bitching to me about windchimes I'll never make it in  the real world. I'm too sensitive for words.

Anyways, good week!
But it lacked Christine...
Wednesday!!! Can't fucking wait
lovely<3

Tempted to keep the car in drive, and leave it all behind.



I feel the most at ease, and peaceful, and just centered when I'm alone.
But my mind has a way of drifting off into crappy thoughts, so being alone sucks too. I want to go!!!! I'm anxious, but I'm in a decent position right now. But I still want more. Can we go please? I feel locked up from always thinking about a schedule this summer. I've always gone with the flow of summer, now it's work in less than an hour.

I'm running away to the beach. It's better there. Makes me want to get up in the morning.




And wtf is this?!

Why in the world would you put a tattoo like that on your face? It looks like she killed a fly and just left there chillen'. I'm trying to lose myself in thoughts of sand and the ocean and lil miss bug guts slut is staring at me with those obviously artificial pink eyes. Fuckin' whore.

Anyway, who wants to come with me to the beach?

This morning I started driving school with The Academy of Driving. The classes were at North Haven High School and were from 8:30 to 11:00 AM. I'm not a fan of waking up so early, but I enjoyed the fact that I had the whole rest of the day. And at 11:00 I walk one block to Dom's house. Good hours. Nice teacher. Great location. BUT GUESS WHAT?!?!  During the break we get, the instructor came back to our extremely small class of six girls, and told us that it's too small to keep it there. So now I'm going to the one in Hamden from 6:00 to 8:00 PM. I'm fucking pist. Now I gotta request Tues. and Thurs. off every week. Jazz makes me feel better. (Not the genre of music, my cat.) :]

Well, I started to hit the hay around 1:00 last night. The usual. I was watching lil bush, but once it ended my TV screen was taken over by constant Girls Gone Wild commercials. I wonder if they even get paid? Or just a tee shirt? Or just air time. Are there health benefits, like an actual job? Maybe they get dental! Anyway... it was time to turn off the TV. I laid down and realized that IT'S REALLY FUCKING HOT. But I was too lazy to shut my window and turn on the AC. Plus it's more peaceful with it open. Couldn't sleep. Still couldn't sleep. Forty minutes later I turned on my desk lamp and started to read The Life Before Her Eyes by Laura Kasischke. Good book! It's the novel that In Bloom is based on.

That helped another 40 minutes go by!
Then I grabbed my cell phone and saw that I had over 600 sent text messages in my phone. Kind of ridiculous! I deleted all the ones that weren't a special memory to me, or I enjoyed reading. It turns out that I'm extremely sentimental. I kept exactly 100 sent texts. Wow. But that killed off an hour. It was now 4:00. By now I knew that I was not going to fall asleep. There was no way.

I cleaned my room! It's spotless! Then I colored in a Vans shoebox. Then watched more TV. And what do you know? Girls Gone Wild never left my screen! I flickered around and watched ten minutes of this crappy show. Then ten minutes of this crappy show. Finally Full House was on. Something I could stand. (DJ cut school to get an autograph) tsk tsk. But she learns her lesson in the end! Awww.

Stupid bitch never even got punished. Anyway, I fell asleep around 6:45.
Cool Stuff.

I'm getting a new lamp in my room. The old one was cool. It's on a tall stand and then there's this like circle stand thing. Then five bendy arms extend out with lights. It's colorful and it made me happy. But the covering of the light bulb would kinda slip off and get burned. So now there's holes in it. I know that none of this makes sense, and the vocabulary I'm using sucks. But I'm getting a new one today. Not exactly the same, but as close as it gets.



And I wish I was doing a show this summer, but between driving school and most performances taking place the one week I go away this summer it wasn't realistic.