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[Nov. 16th, 2008|09:40 pm] |
i am moving
december 27th
8:35 am. |
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[Nov. 4th, 2008|09:36 am] |
iiiit's official.
if McCain wins, it is not my fault. |
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[Oct. 13th, 2008|08:07 pm] |
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Cold toes! COLD TOES. |
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[Mar. 7th, 2008|03:01 pm] |
this morning i dropped my phone in the toilet.
it doesn't work anymore.
i'm at work, somebody come play with me |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2008|11:59 pm] |
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holy shit, i love jewel |
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[Dec. 19th, 2007|07:04 pm] |
dear internet
want to help me move on friday?
thanks!
-zaida |
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[Oct. 24th, 2007|05:21 pm] |
As of Sunday Night, The Willow House will no longer be at its current location
We will reopen Thursday at a new location at 17th Ave. and Van Buren
Anyone who loves this place half as much as I do should stop by between now and Sunday to pay respects
Also, feel free to curse our asshole landlord and the gods of gentrification for raising our rent by 25% even though the property value has been going down and down and down for years |
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[Jun. 24th, 2007|03:39 pm] |
I GOT JURY SUMMOOOOOOOONSSSSS!!!!!!!!
You know you're fuckin' jealous. |
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[Apr. 22nd, 2007|04:33 pm] |
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new downstairs neighbors: a man who yells all the time at a woman, a case of beer, an always-on television. A strange smoke smell from under my shower. |
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[Mar. 27th, 2007|12:42 pm] |
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I have some very, very wonderful friends. |
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[Feb. 12th, 2007|12:08 pm] |
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Right now is right now. |
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[Jan. 25th, 2007|01:15 am] |
tienes un cuerpo, tienes un corazon
tu corazon palpita, tu corazon te calenta, tu cuerpo me calenta.
mi corazon es tan grande como mi cuerpo
mi corazon es mi cuerpo, es grande, es fuerte, el va a batirte. |
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[Jan. 4th, 2007|11:44 pm] |
BORING BORING BORING POST
There's a possibility that I'm going to need a roommate LIKE WHOA by the end of this month or next month at the very latest. If you know ANYONE ANYONE ANYONE AT ALL who needs a roommate who's not wretched, lemme know, please, please, please. Even if they're a little wretched. Hopefully I won't need it, but just in case, pleeeeeeeeeease lemme know. |
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[Dec. 5th, 2006|10:38 pm] |
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I just laid a shit that whistled while it was coming out. |
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[Dec. 2nd, 2006|03:41 am] |
Metaphorical you, you're using 'like' and 'as' again, (I LIKE you AS a friend), where have you been?
We're in your bed, you keep saying, isn't it strange how...
I say, shut the fuck up. Quit philosophizing. My brain is wrapped in bedsheets, lets talk about something I know, let's talk about your hipbones, how they smell so strong like brandy and November, let's talk touch.
Let's talk about your girlfriend. Please, let's talk about her.
The problem with me is, I move too fast. The problem with me is, I'm illegible.
I'm bearing this in mind (I'm baring nothing, yet. Just wearing my fangs and breathing my breaths.) |
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[Nov. 29th, 2006|11:19 pm] |
It's Dinner time and Not-Enough time. It's Anniversary time, and they're talking about how they knew. She says, He smelled like sawdust, and my father, and his father, and his father, they smelled like sawdust, she says, it couldn't have been any other way.
My father looks at me. He laughs. He says, "When you find yours, you'll know it's him, he'll be the one with the suit and the tie and the briefcase in one hand and the plane tickets in the other." He stops looking at me. He keeps laughing. |
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[Nov. 17th, 2006|06:28 pm] |
Three cheers for work, honestly.
I don't think many other places would be alright with us breaking in in the middle of the night to watch Indiana Jones on the projector screen. Several nights in a row. Con cervezas. Y un gato. |
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[Nov. 16th, 2006|01:52 am] |
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We're old souls, I said. Let's grow fat and young together. |
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[Nov. 14th, 2006|01:57 pm] |
I'm really truly Marvelous at being Rejected, duck-like, really. Pour that shit on me, it'll slide right off.
But I'm really fucking Horrid at being Uncertain.
Nothing makes me shake like Nothing makes me shake. My body's burning slow and mean and red. |
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