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what the frank
layout by Rae
baby got back
* * LAURIE! * *
I'm Laurie. I have hair that makes Richard Simmon's hair looks good. I like giraffes and monkeys. I especially like monkeys. When I was born, my dad said I was either a boy or the ugliest girl alive. It's things like that that makes my self-esteem so high these days. I like a mixture of music from Tool to Weezer to Billie Holiday to Flock of Seagulls. I have an extreme love for the 80s that will never cease. I think I've seen The Breakfast Club about thirty eight times, even though I only like parts of it. Emilio Estevez is my boyfriend. I have a lawn gnome named Clyde. He's dear to my heart. Bruce Willis sings stalker songs to me at night. I watch TV a lot. I love movies to death. I hate the feeling, sound, word, thought of fleece. My nanny gave me a fleece sweater awhile ago. I like the smell of gasoline, freshly cut grass and chlorine. I like when my skin smells after I get out of the pool. I tend to bite my nails too much so my nails are gross and short and creepy. I can't stand having bumps in my hair. I have to have music. I cry during scenes like the ending of Revenge of the Nerds. Unpixelated Sims is funny, and kind of creepy. Laughing at drunk people makes for good times. Claire is my sex monkey. You just wish you were, too. I'm not on crack, although you'd think I was.
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Shannon, Josie, Emma, Zach, Steph, Julia, Betsy, Gemma
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* * * * Saturday, August 3 * *
I was home alone, and it's close to 10:30 p.m. Nobody's expected to be home for about an hour or so. I hear someone knocking on the locked door so I call out "Who is it?" Nothing. I repeat it, thinking it's Brad who didn't hear me the first time. Still, silence. So I wait. More quiet knocking. Finally, I crouched in a corner, with a blanket around me and the phone in my hand. I called my dad's cell phone and left a frantic, scared voicemail. Then I called Aimee and she made fun of my predicament. Meanwhile, my dog is freaking out at the knocking. Finally, I hear someone say open up. I'm practically in TEARS now. Then I hear a familiar girlish laugh. It's Brad. I open up the door to see him there laughing. I slammed the door in his face and proceed to scream at him for ten minutes. And now I'm in here, finishing up crying. You just don't DO that to someone. Especially me, who is moreso edgy when home alone at night.
My parents and Scott ended up going to the Brighton Speedway. Turns out my dad's cell phone was left facedown on his desk. A lot of good that did me.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:05:19 PM * * *
I feel sorry for my mom. She wanted to go to the Brighton Speedway for the stock car races with the whole family. I bailed out because of my dislike of racing, and Brad just didn't want to. Scott wanted to bring Nancy, which completely cancelled out our supposed family activity. So now nobody's going. This sucks. He seems to think we hate Nancy and never want her around. Heaven forbid we prefer Scott to be in our family, without her clinging to him. He's ALWAYS with her. Our family hasn't done something since like June. It's pathetically sad. When we do have a family gathering, he brings guess who. It's annoying. She pisses me off, with all her fake crap. Scott doesn't see that side of her when she talks to me. She gets unbelievably rude, snippy and all that. Then, him or my parents are around and she's so nice and helpful and happy. Yeah, um, NO.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 6:53:56 PM * * *
I got picked up at 9:40 p.m. We talked the whole way there, with like two silences, but they were not the least bit awkward. We got there about ten minutes late, but we found okay seats. The movie was very good. The whole theatre was just SILENT the whole time though. Everybody was just silent. Even when we all filed out, nobody said anything, hee. It was great. We finally found the car and drove back.
It was just a very nice time. Very, very good. I was much pleased. Nothing juicy, nor anything disastrous. Just a wonderful first experience, you know? You'll have to call, Boolia. She'll be like "TELL ME EVERYTHING! I NEED DETAILS!" :D Nosey Aimée too.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 1:08:23 AM * * *
* * * * Friday, August 2 * *
Boolia said I don't write enough. Well, Boolia can go back to humping her minigolf gorilla! Hee. I talked to Aimée and Boolia today on the phone. I watched endless amounts of TV. I took a two hour bubble bath. My legs are like slippery soft :D Easy access. Whatever that means. My stomach is starting to hurt. I'm chewing on my thumbtip. I'm not nervous at all anymore. I'm singing John Mayer. AND I AM SO DISAPPOINTED. John Mayer is going out with Jennifer Love Hewitt. I don't like her one bit, and I love him plenty. :-( Ack, getting kicked off. More later.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 6:25:05 PM * * *
* * * * Thursday, August 1 * *
It's weird how much one person can be so alike to another. I find that with Steph, who, yes, I already plugged. We're both in the same (or at least, this is how I interpret it) state of mind about summer. We don't like outside contact, physical activity of any sort, and are just being sluggish people. Well, I can say that about me anyway, for the summer.
And I clicked with someone tonight. It was very important to me. I was extremely pleased to discover it. Seeing "Signs" tomorrow around 7. It looks right scary. I think I'm half-dyslexic. I could not, for the life of me, spell physical back up there. I was like "psycial" over and over again. I'm very delighted with Pedro the Lion so far. I'm glad I took Boolia's advice. It's very, very mellow and soft. I love it. I just had a image of our local postal office. It was very weird. Somewhat sad too, like a clip of a dream. Hmm.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 9:51:17 PM * * *
Haha, Boolia can't get ahold of me so she automatically assumes I'm online. THANKS. I was, but still :D Because you know, I'm SUCH a loser that I cannot be actually on the phone! Hee. I'm bitter. Big Brother's on in 40some minutes!! :D :D
* You're so silly, Nanny! 7:09:31 PM * * *
When I get nervous, I make lame jokes.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 4:36:21 PM * * *
Well, I finally went to bed around 4:05, after some old rerun of Conan's. Quite funny though. I just got out of the pool, and I'm in a very summery mood. Listening to Weezer, Bif Naked and Sublime all on a big spin. Eugh, I have nothing to WRITE. Steph is cool! Haha, I just felt like writing "Extra extra! Read all about it!" like those oldschool paperboys. I'm listening to Goldfinger.
When I was little, my parents somehow got my brothers and I to memorize this nursery-poem thing. Ahem:
where be a blackbird be?
i know where he be
he be up an appletree
and i be after he
well, he see i and i see him
i wonder if i'll ever get 'im
with a great big stick i'll knock him down
blackbird i'll have thee!
Violent little song, isn't it? It was Scott's 19th birthday last night. I didn't even see him, so I could wish him a happy birthday. Anyway, I got my hair trimmed and thinned today. I'm angry at my hairdresser. She did not TRIM it. She CUT it. My hair, wet, was about an inch higher where the normal back strap of a bra is. It's now on my shoulders. Like, what the frig? I did not ASK YOU TO CUT OFF THREE INCHES! And she trimmed my bangs, which I'm trying desperately to grow out. ARGH I HATE YOU PEGGY. :-( I got very mad in the car. And I had the worst headache today. It went from the time I woke up, to the time I finished watching Wayne's World at 3.
I'm seriously considering doing Cuts for Cancer next year. I'm thinking that my hair is way screwed over (dyes, perms, irons, feathering, layers, etc.) so I might as well. But I don't want a fro :-( We'll see. I have to go do the dishes, so I can pay off my debt to Jen. Wheee. And I'm going to get my G1 next week :D (Yeah, right.) I want to talk to Boolia. I think I'll call her tomorrow.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 4:32:23 PM * * *
I have nothing to write lately. I have no energy to type it all out anymore. I've been talking to Aimée for a couple hours online, and have been browsing through my old embarrassing archives. And since it's like past 3, we start to make no sense...
Quod me nutrit me destuit says:
i need to go to toronto to go to a chippery machine
i flirt with suicide says:
WHAT
I have a feeling I'm not going to go to bed tonight. I also have a feeling I don't care.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 3:16:29 AM * * *
* * * * Wednesday, July 31 * *
Oh yeah.
:D :D Brief explanation: Jen, Claire & I went to see Goldmember last night. We took some photobooth pictures. We got, to say the least, very hyper. The last one is the best. Jen looks it's painful to laugh, and that's she's giving birth. I was laughing so hard that my hand was over my mouth to shut myself up. And Claire. Well. Claire is Claire.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 8:13:11 PM * * *
* * * * Tuesday, July 30 * *
:D I know I keep rambling but COME ON. Who couldn't possibly give up the opportunity to post possibly the best Internet web referral ever?
http://www.google.com/search?hl=enie=ISO-8859-1q=kelly kapowski scans
And this one, because it made me laugh.
http://google.yahoo.com/bin/query?p=my neighbour is a crackwhorehc=0hs=0
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:24:26 PM * * *
Oh yeah. I forgot. I was napping this morning, after waking up so early. I woke up only because I had this mini-dream that Rae blogged "I finished WinVan" and that, to me, meant she finished my layout. So I got excited and tried to go online. I suck.
Plus, last week I had this dream about Big Brother 3. I was talking to Amy, who was worried about her eviction, and I consoled her with these words: "Don't worry....maybe the other houseguests will change and evict Marcellas instead." And she got happy. I hate that dream. Although I love Amy, I love snippy "Snarcellas" (TM from some forum person) more.
I love "El Scorcho" by Weezer. I'm playing at full blast (I'm home alone) while I go to hang out the laundry. Wheee. Happy, boring, sunny day.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:05:01 PM * * *
So I'm home alone, eating peaches. I did some Butterfingers Hand Treatment which involved vanilla extract, granulated sugar and vegetable shortening. It got really greasy for awhile there, but it went away. And now my hands are soft and smell lovely. :-( But I have to go hang out the laundry. Pooh. I hate that teen romance novel. I read both it and "Stargirl." Stargirl was very anticlimactic at the ending, but very sweet. The teen romance one sucked. I threw it against the wall. The gist of it?
Johnny is a lifeguard at some beach resort. He is partnered with his girlfriend Jane's arch nemesis, Kylie, because of something that happened between the two girls in grade seven. Johnny has been with Jane for three years. He meets Kylie, begins to like her. Jane is told about their partnership and comes down early to visit him, only to see Kylie and Johnny hugging. Johnny pleads for her forgiveness and yadda, she forgives him. Then they both realize they don't love each other like they thought. So he goes with Kylie, and Jane leaves. I HATE THIS BOOK. Johnny cheated on Jane. I hate you, Johnny.
I want to be British only so I can say "Shut up" because only British people sound cool saying it.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:00:48 PM * * *
I went to bed around 8 last night, completely exhausted. I bought three or four books yesterday, on a shopping spree-ish thing with my mom. I bought a red long-sleeved shirt, a fuzzy caramel hoodie, three pairs of Campus Crew khaki short-shorts, some stupid random pin, a teen romance novel and these snug gray pants that I can easily say are school pants. Which they're not. But nobody has to know that. The books I bought? "Stargirl" (which I thought was a lesbian book, don't ask why) and some book on beauty fun, that teen romance book and some other book. I bought sour key candies. I ate KFC poutine. My day went well.
Tomorrow is Scott's birthday. I HAVE NOTHING. I spent my money. Erk. I have nothing to do lately. Well, no use complaining about it. Julia and I are planning a Goodwill shop sometime this week (I without money, hee). And umm, I think I'll go shower. Wow, did I ever wake up early today :P Remind me not to go to bed so early next time. And Amber, stop harassing my guestbook! :D Nigel's in bed.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 8:46:50 AM * * *
* * * * Sunday, July 28 * *
Lots of sleepovers lately. Okay, well, two. That one with Jen and then another one, two nights ago, with Aimée. I got driven over there by Scott and Brad (who subjected me to listen to Nelly the whole there, only because they're losers) and we talked for awhile. We decided to go to the corner store to pick up a movie and some pop. It had finished raining so we quickly walked there. While searching for a video to rent in the store, the lights went out. It was so incredibly frightening as first and then I started to laugh. The store, run by a Chinese family (there was only one guy managing at this time), had two emergency spotlights in the store so we went to the counter and bought our pop with cash. Then we left, movieless, in the storm. Fortunately, her dad was there in his truck to pick us up. We went home, and lit some candles. They fiddled for awhile with the lantern but it burnt out.
Aimée, her mom, and I started playing Monopoly. It turned quickly into a game of cheating and the laughter that makes you wheeze. We started playing around 11. We finished playing around 3:30 a.m. The power had gone back on by then, so we watched Buffy the movie. Went to bed around 5:30 and talked for about half an hour. Finally fell asleep, until something (I can't remember for the life of me) woke us both up around 10. We chatted for a little bit, got dressed and stuff. She got her baby Jagger to babysit, so we left soonafter to the Sidewalk Sale. Took one picture :P Of some welfare girl in a purple FRINGED shirt. Anyway, we were like dripping sweat, it was so hot. We bought eyebrow shaping kits (like five bucks) from Shopper's and wandered in and out of airconditioned Giant Tiger. Sat in Tim Horton's for awhile. Walked back home, cooled off, tried the eyebrow shaping stuff -- didn't WORK AT ALL. Eh, what did we actually expect? They're waxed plasticy strips :P
Last night, I went into town with Karie. We were supposed to go see Mr. Deeds at 10:30 p.m. But by the time we got out of my town, it was 10:20. And it's another twenty minutes into where the theatre is. So we screwed that idea, and called her friend Steve from a payphone. Drove out to see him. We went to Mount Pelion. Talked about random things, then walked back to where her car was parked. We talked more in the car about how my brother knew Steve before (which I never knew) and then we drove to McDonald's. Chatted it up with the counter workers (it was like 12:30 at this time so it was virtually deserted) who were cleaning. Then we left, yelled at some street-corner girls "ARE YOU SELLING POT!" and then they drove me home.
Uhh, that's about it. I love Tool.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 7:30:09 PM * * *
I got my scanner working.
Umm.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 6:59:37 PM * * *
1. What facial feature do you find the most attractive on others?: It depends on the person, I guess.
2. Would you vote for a woman candidate for president?: I'm Canadian.
3. Would you marry for money?: No.
4. Have you had braces?: No
5. Do you pluck your eyebrows?: Yes.
6. Do you ever cut or hurt yourself?: I used to.
7. When was the last time you had a hickey?: Never.
8. Could you live without a computer?: No, I'm too attached.
9. Do you use ICQ, AOL Buddy list etc...?: MSN and AIM.
10. If so, how many people are on your list(s)?: I dunno, only the people I talk to.
11. If you could live in any past time period, which would it be? 1800s
12. Do you drink enough water?: Probably not. Like I care.
13. Do you wear shoes in the house or take them off?: I take them off, unless I'm just running to get something.
14. What is your favorite fruit?: Strawberry.
15. Do you eat wheat bread or white?: White, although my mom's trying to get me to eat whole wheat.
16. What is your favorite place to visit?: I guess it depends all on my mood at the time.
17. What is the last movie you saw?: Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
18. Do you kiss on the first date?: I dunno.
19. Are you photogenic?: Hah, no. I always look stoned, stupid or WAY too happy.
20. Do you dream in color or black and white?: Colour, but I don't really remember it unless I focused on one specific thing.
21. Are you wearing fingernail polish?: No.
22. Is it chipped or fresh?: --
23. Do you have any dimples?: Yeah.
24. Do you remember being born?: Nope.
25. Why do you take surveys?: Nothing else to do.
26. Do you drink alcohol? On occasion.
27. Did you like or do you like high school? I like high school.
28. What is the most beautiful language?: I have no idea.The girl before me wrote "music" as an answer, and since I agree, I'm stealing her reply.
29. When you are asleep do you like being kissed awake?: I don't know.
30. Do you like sunrises or sunsets the most?: Never really watched either. Believe me, I've tried before.
31. Do you want to live to be 100?: Depends on how I'm living.
32. Do you think women should be expected to shave their body hair? Underarms and legs are a must.
33. Do you like salty food or sugary food the most?: Both.
34. Is a flat stomach important to you?: Nope.
35. Do you or have you played with a ouija board?: I have, it's stupid.
36. Are you loyal?: Yes.
37. Are you tolerant of other peoples beliefs?: I'd think to think I'm really tolerant.
38. When you watch movies at home, do you like the lights on or off?: Off. I hate having them on...unless I'm scared, heh.
39. Do you believe in magic?: No.
40. Do you have nightmares frequently?: Not really.
41. Do you like your nose?: I guess.
42. Do you like abstract art?: Yeah.
43. Do you think you can draw well?: No, no, no.
44. Do you listen to music daily?: I have to.
45. Do you like to watch cartoons?: Spongebob all the way. And that's it.
46. At what age did you find out that Santa Claus wasn't real?: I don't remember a specific age. I wasn't too disappointed when I did find out though.
47. How many pairs of shoes do have in your closet?: I don't have a closet. I have a pole. Woo.
48. Do you like to wear the same shoes everyday or do you like a variety?: Same. Well, it depends on my outfit or weather, or whatnot.
49. Do you write poetry?: Yeah. I did before - I'm not really angry anymore, so my poetry is flat.
50. Do you snore?: No.
51. Do you sleep more on your back, front, or sides?: I alternate a lot.
52. Would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler?: Rottweiler. They're so cool.
53. Do you lick stamps? If I have to.
54. Do you use an electric can opener?: No, my family is not that lazy. We have a manual 1980s one.
55. Have you ridden in a hot air balloon?: Nope.
56. Which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain?: Emotional.
57. Do you think balding men should shave their heads?: I don't know.
58. Do you know anyone who is clinically depressed?: Yeah.
59. Do you prefer a piano or a violin?: Violin.
60. Are you a sex addict?: Haha, no way.
61. Do you know someone who has cancer? My mom's friend's husband. I've only heard about him though.
63. Do you hunt? No.
64. Do you like fast food joints, or expensive restaurants?: Fast food, unless it's a special occasion.
65. Would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum?: Zoo.
66. Do you have a middle name? What is it?: Ashley.
67. Are you basically a happy person?: Yeah, I guess.
68. Are you tired?: Not right now.
69. Did you drink anything with caffeine in it today?: I've only had tapwater.
70. Have you ever met anyone off the internet?: Not in real life. But I talk to people online.
71. How many phones do you have in your house?: Three.
72. How long is your hair?: Shoulder length. It's stupid and poofy so it looks like it's at my neck.
73. Do you get along with your parents?: Most of the time.
74. What color of eyes do you prefer?: Green. But any colour is fine with me.
75. Are you a virgin? Yes.
76. what medications do you take? None.
77. what does your bedroom look like? Messy, ugly, scattered, slept in a lot. I have my footworks all set out, with all my crap and clothes in places I can reach and stuff. I'm moving out in a month (into my brother's [leaving for university] room), so I don't care what it looks like right now.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 6:48:34 PM * * *
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