Modern girls and oldfashioned men.
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wolfpangsI had a pretty good weekend. I got my plane ticket for Boulder, I bought some new clothes, and I got some sweet Valentine's love. Now, I'm just doing a bit of the ol' online shopping to finish getting everything I need for my trip. I am not going to try to stuff everything in one suitcase like I did for NYC.
And lo, the mission control was furiously relaying messages back and forth and I was screaming the direction to go, but alas--the tour will crashland in Worcester, not Boston. Ah, so close.
I am looking so forward to my trip now. I am trying to pull the tour toward me but I don't know if it's working. C'mon now, boys. They don't love you like I love you.
I love this song that I'm listening to so much. I know that it was supposedly written about Jack White, so I can't help but think about him when I hear it, but it perfectly describes how I feel about a certain bearded friend of mine. Maybe I'll write the story of him and me soon. I try to tell him all the time what he means to me but words fail. I think I've gotten it down to where I can communicate it in a look, though.
Every time I hear it, I want to make out with him, though. Is that wrong? Yeah, like it's keeping me up at night.
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pastahero and I should go on Jeopardy! and kick ass and take names in the TV Teen Dramas category. At least we'll do better than this kid who just answered "Chicago" as where muffalettas and po-boys were born. This other girl wrote a song about Stephen Colbert. Teenagers are weird.
I just know Pasha belongs to Rory's Book Club.
So, who dares me to apply for the mega-wife plan? I already applied usingislandcreature's name (and photoshopped pictures of sleestak in a dress), so I might as well do one under my name.
I am fascinated by that site. I was talking about it at family dinner yesterday. Send help, please. No, send help to the people bidding on Jenny's phone number. Everyone knows that my number is the one you want to have.
That's right, I am once again in possession of a cellular telephone. I'm going to use this phone until Nokia comes out with the 7200. It makes me all technolusty.
I have made my goals list for my trip, but I'm not saying what they are until I get there. I'm feeling bolder already...oh, did I just give it away?
I think I'm ready now.
And lo, the mission control was furiously relaying messages back and forth and I was screaming the direction to go, but alas--the tour will crashland in Worcester, not Boston. Ah, so close.
I am looking so forward to my trip now. I am trying to pull the tour toward me but I don't know if it's working. C'mon now, boys. They don't love you like I love you.
I love this song that I'm listening to so much. I know that it was supposedly written about Jack White, so I can't help but think about him when I hear it, but it perfectly describes how I feel about a certain bearded friend of mine. Maybe I'll write the story of him and me soon. I try to tell him all the time what he means to me but words fail. I think I've gotten it down to where I can communicate it in a look, though.
Every time I hear it, I want to make out with him, though. Is that wrong? Yeah, like it's keeping me up at night.
pastahero and I should go on Jeopardy! and kick ass and take names in the TV Teen Dramas category. At least we'll do better than this kid who just answered "Chicago" as where muffalettas and po-boys were born. This other girl wrote a song about Stephen Colbert. Teenagers are weird.I just know Pasha belongs to Rory's Book Club.
So, who dares me to apply for the mega-wife plan? I already applied using
islandcreature's name (and photoshopped pictures of sleestak in a dress), so I might as well do one under my name.I am fascinated by that site. I was talking about it at family dinner yesterday. Send help, please. No, send help to the people bidding on Jenny's phone number. Everyone knows that my number is the one you want to have.
That's right, I am once again in possession of a cellular telephone. I'm going to use this phone until Nokia comes out with the 7200. It makes me all technolusty.
I have made my goals list for my trip, but I'm not saying what they are until I get there. I'm feeling bolder already...oh, did I just give it away?
I think I'm ready now.
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Date: 2004-02-16 12:02 pm (UTC)Damn! But, like, it's the same state and shit, so we should try to meet halfway or something.
I just know Pasha belongs to Rory's Book Club.
Is it, like, a real club?
I am saying "like" too much.
I could have used your mojo over the weekend.
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Date: 2004-02-16 12:14 pm (UTC)Is it, like, a real club?
Stop faking! We know you're all up in that shit.
If you had my mojo, then you would love girls other than us and we can't have that.
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Date: 2004-02-16 12:30 pm (UTC)Somewhere in the magical world of Internetland is a gin-u-wine picture of me in a black mini-skirt, fishnets, and off-the-shoulder pink top. (Miss Mason-Abbot Hall 1988, thank you.) Believe me, Bill wouldn't be able to resist me in that thing.
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Date: 2004-02-16 12:54 pm (UTC)Oh my God. Bill is absolutely insane. In a kind of cute yet very creepy kind of way.
I am a loser, I read the entire website.
I hope that if he gets any real responses and actually carries forth with this plan that he'll keep a website keeping us all updated on how successful the arrangement is.
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Date: 2004-02-16 01:09 pm (UTC)I wouldn't find it surprising if he did get a few real responses and I'd love to know how it all turns out.
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Date: 2004-02-16 01:32 pm (UTC)"Want to be more like Rory? Read a book!"
*snerk*
Oh, marvelous Salome, now whenever I hear "Maps" I'm going to see Jack White's pasty face in my mind's eye.
I'm sad that in a few short months I will be too old to go on Teen Jeopardy!, because those kids? Would be so, so easy to beat. I guess it's College Jeopardy! for me now (I'm also still holding out hope for Daddy-Daughter Jeopardy! in which my father and I would absolutely kill).
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Date: 2004-02-16 02:05 pm (UTC)Never trust a man who wears his pants too tight...unless it's
Today was Teen Jeopardy! and those kids were extra-stupid. I wanna go on the show and make a fool of myself, too!
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Date: 2004-02-16 02:20 pm (UTC)A girl from my high school was on it once. She was supposed to be our valecdictorian but she was so terrible it was embarassing. At one point they actually gave this as a clue:
"This fresh-and-salt-water body of water is the biggest lake in Louisiana."
... Only to have the question answered correctly by the uptight suit-and-tie-wearing-nerd from Boston!!!
I was literally screaming at the TV: "What is LAKE PONTCHARTRAIN YOU IDIOT! Our school is right on the fucking edge of it!"
Boston! Fer crying out loud.
Finding out that "Maps" was written about Jack White has gotten me all curious. That makes two songs written about Jack - the Flaming Lips, and this one. You got any more inside dirt?
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Date: 2004-02-16 05:28 pm (UTC)You got any more inside dirt?
Oh, I gots all kinda inside dirt. I was thinking this afternoon that I could write an entry about two of the um, experiences I've had (not with Jack, mind you) but it would probably be a TMI overdose.
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Date: 2004-02-16 03:55 pm (UTC)I love this song that I'm listening to so much. I know that it was supposedly written about Jack White, so I can't help but think about him when I hear it, but it perfectly describes how I feel about a certain bearded friend of mine. Maybe I'll write the story of him and me soon. I try to tell him all the time what he means to me but words fail. I think I've gotten it down to where I can communicate it in a look, though.
Every time I hear it, I want to make out with him, though. Is that wrong? Yeah, like it's keeping me up at night.
My friend, that's EXACTLY how I feel.
I adore that song like I adore cheesecake.
I'm addicted.
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Date: 2004-02-16 05:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-16 07:17 pm (UTC)I don't mind if it means that I get to see even more erotic pictures of him! *swoons*
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Date: 2004-02-17 02:09 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-02-17 02:13 am (UTC)If you're just flying in for the Worcester show, Southwest Airlines flies into Bradley airport which is Hartford's airport...45 minutes from Worcester ;-)
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Date: 2004-02-17 05:56 am (UTC)With or without the fairy wings?
*g*
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