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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 17 * *
I think my new mix CD is making my subconscious do funny things. I had ANOTHER weird dream last night, involving betrayal, trains and my old tech teacher. Hmm.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 1:44:05 PM * * *
* * * * Friday, August 16 * *
There's a Dashboard Confessional concert in Toronto on October 17. I know Julia's going to be excited. I'm looking for ANY Deftones concert. I really want to see them.
Crap. I'm sorry. I forgot. I really did. I hate this. I wish I could take it all back. I don't want this to be what I think it might turn out to be.
Time is going really slowly. I feel like I've been on this computer for over an hour. I've been on only 25 minutes. I'm listening to Pedro the Lion. I have an article interview about The Hives. I enjoy it muchly. I'm wearing my St. Paul's Olympic Winter Games tshirt, with my team logo on the back. I was part of Western Samoa. Our slogan?
Ooga Ooga
CHA CHA CHA
We're Samoa
HA HA HA!
We're clever people. It's got a crudely drawn picture of a little masked torch-holding Native. Funny. But anyway.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:00:39 PM * * *
Okay, first off, you know it's past midnight and you're hyper as bunnies on crack when you blog like fifty times with a space of three minutes between each post. But whatever. Last night was so hilarious and you can't just replace those couple of hours that made you laugh insanely. MSN screwed up and Julia and I told each other to go to sleep. She, however, DID NOT. I feel so betrayed. I had another weird dream, involving my aunt and uncle, an annoying woman named Wagner, Tim Hortons, a lot of swimming and just weird crap like that. Very scattered and strange. I don't know. I think I'll go swim.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:00:20 PM * * *
i think i need to amputate my left eye. but you know, it's all good.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 3:43:11 AM * * *
CREEPY OR CROPPY
YOU TELL ME HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
RIGHT ON
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG
THATS BOSS
you know its past 3:30 when 1$!%@^
* You're so silly, Nanny! 3:41:16 AM * * *
Frig. MSN screwed up and won't let me back online. Julia probably thinks I got disconnected, which is half the truth somewhat. Eugh! Let me get online, MSN. Please.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:42:47 AM * * *
Feminist Kneeballers says:
haha smothering sounds good.... lol
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
or ILL keep him. he'll be safe here
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
lol you're creepy
Feminist Kneeballers says:
i wont' return him.
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
are you getting turned on by homicidal suggestions?
Feminist Kneeballers says:
nah, that's not my thing. i'm more of a biker helmet kinda girl.
Feminist Kneeballers says:
hahahaha
Feminist Kneeballers says:
jk
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
oh the shame
Feminist Kneeballers says:
boo to the hoo
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
screw to the you!
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
HA!!!!
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
I GOT YOU GOOD
Feminist Kneeballers says:
can you imagine if you could EAT music?
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
yum
Feminist Kneeballers says:
i mean, how GREAT would that be?
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
"DANG! that nelly sure leaves a bitter taste on your tongue!"
Feminist Kneeballers says:
it'd be like, yum, weezer's swimming in my tummy!
Feminist Kneeballers says:
hahahaha
why can't we not be sober? i just want to start this over says:
but then biological processes would...mean....that.....ew
It's so freaky how much Julia and I are alike. We just found out we read the same series of book when we were younger. This is too much for one night :D Creepiness.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:38:24 AM * * *
* * * * Thursday, August 15 * *
i love the pictures that julia took from our sleepover.
the first set - conan pictures (the second one is me)
the second set - i don't know how the last picture is involved, but i love it nonetheless, it's julia's dad
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:26:52 PM * * *
fine. don't say a thing. don't talk to me. just ignore me, you like to do that a lot lately, don't you. i guess i can take a hint. i'm listening to gary jules & goldfinger. a somewhat calming mixture. i really have nothing to say to anyone anymore. i really don't. i'm so completely in this summer realm of anti-socialness that half the time i don't even realize i'm doing it. i will shower, eat, watch tv and go online. sometimes i will swim. i called ashley and claire today. i talk to people online. everyone has a job. everyone has sleepovers and pictures and fun outside. i make little insignificant plans with people i know i won't follow through. parties that i won't go to. well. i need to get out of my slump somehow. i cried to a wedding story today. i find that happening a lot. i don't know why but i'm becoming susceptible to them. i'm finally listening to elvis costello and i find that comforting. now it's tool. how i love tool. they make me sad. i am so angry with my computer right now, i could chuck it through a window and see it run over by a mack truck and i would smile. but now i'm practically crying because it won't connect. i watched some weird canadian movie today that was made in the 80s. i hate how my whole body shakes when i cry. it's so noticeable. everyone knows you're crying. it finally connected. i don't know what's wrong me. i can't seem to muster emotion for other people online. i'm so...monosyllabic and dead. i can't seem happy for people. it's like a sick handicap. i'm so lame. i'm so self-pitying that i want to throw up. yeah, i'm a happy girl.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:03:59 PM * * *
it's raining out. i don't know where my brother or my parents are. hmm. there's no note saying where they are. fishy fishy fishy. i'm going to have a shower after this, because the pool ruins my hair moreso than it's actually ruined. i'm leaving sunday for ottawa. i want to, i do, but i don't feel like packing. haha, i'm so lazy. conan was pretty funny last night. so was david letterman. i watched smallville and gilmore girls and big brother 3. went to bed around 3 or something and fell asleep listening to my male-dominant cd. my uncle's making fun of my bellybutton ring. i think i'll call ashley.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 11:10:41 AM * * *
Aimster isn't downloading Elvis Costello like it's supposed to. This makes me sad. I'm beginning to watch Smallville a lot.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:07:24 AM * * *
* * * * Wednesday, August 14 * *
Last night I had a weird dream. I was in this huge mansion, with my family and a bunch of strange people. It was some kind of scavenger hunt, and Laurie (from Trading Spaces) was the host. She was being very snippy though. Anyway, I was a bit slow and started running up all these carpeted, lush stairs. However, I didn't know WHAT to find because I didn't get my scavenger-hunt list on the front table. So I had to run back, and retrieve them. I found my Dad and we decided to go together. There was this giant heavy-carpeted room with like no lights on. It scared me, but I found some lighting. Then, I seen this little monkey on some bottom shelf. My Dad left for a minute, impatiently, and then I untwisted the monkey in half. All these nuts popped out onto the carpet. We grabbed all the tiny jewels (that were apparently on the list?) and got excited, but then these mafia-esque guys came in. We pretended we found nothing, and I stuffed all the jewels in my shorts pocket. Then we started running up the stairs. Then all this confusing huff of stuff happened, and people were killed. Then, on fluke, some guy I knew I didn't like won. Pssh.
Anyway, today I'm going to take a long bath and listen to music and shave my legs. I leave in four days for Ottawa. I was called "waterface" two days ago. I find that amusing. I want to go driving today. Last time my dad took me, he didn't really yell at me, which calms me down. I hate it when people are walking by and I'm frantically switching from Reverse to Drive so I can get out of their way, and they STARE. Creepy.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 12:03:18 PM * * *
* * * * Tuesday, August 13 * *
Listening to Fenix TX.
Why am I first to talk. Say it before me. (don't try to understand)
* You're so silly, Nanny! 7:25:03 PM * * *
My brother bought me the Men at Work CD. I have been made happy.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 4:58:02 PM * * *
Julia arrived around 10:30, and we lounged around until Jay Leno came on. It was great as usual with the best guests, but then Conan came on. I haven't laughed that hard in a LONG time. We were like dying cows on the couches, giggling and laughing and gasping for air and so on. It was an amazing show. So then we worked on our boss zine "Our Chauffeur is a Llama: With Regards to Chino & Larry" which is coming along VERY nicely, if I do say so myself. Basically, we cut out images and pictures, and assigned articles and stuff. Fun fun fun. Around 4, we finally fell asleep. We were quiet for like fifteen seconds and then I'm like "Hey, you know what?" and she was already asleep. Mwah. But then I had a weird dream, and I realized I was cold so I got up to get a blanket and then went back to sleep. I woke up around 9:30 to some REJECT across the street revving his dirtbike incredibly loud. Bah. So I woke up kinda, fell back asleep for a couple minutes and then wandered around the living room. Finally, Julia woke up and we worked for another couple of hours while watching trashy TV and eating gross waffles.
DYING COW NOISE! RICKY FROM MASSIPEQUA! "I HATE YOU JULIA! PICK THAT UP! STOP THAT!" DAVID BOWIE'S PACKAGE! TABOO, PERIOD!
And that's about all I can think of. She went home about an hour ago. My mom just came home :D I'm so happy! She bought me a navy blue peacoat and a nice hoodie. Wheee. And I'm off to have a dip in the old pool-erino.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 3:32:20 PM * * *
* * * * Monday, August 12 * *
When Boolia comes over, we can watch Jay Leno which has Headlines, Seann William Scott, Tracy Morgan (SNL), Moby & David Bowie!@& That's like the best show ever. And we also have to watch Conan, just because it's Conan and he doesn't need special guests to make it the best show ever. What a run-on sentence. Also, Boolia can bring home Pimpin' Pierre Pont -- he's getting his groove on out on the backstep. My dad just ordered a family-size poutine from Dimitri's for us, yummy. I love them. I'm off to eat because Brad's going to try and steal all the good stuff if I get there too late. Little bugger.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 5:53:04 PM * * *
I found a hair of mine that was incredible coarse and kinked, so I taped it to a piece of paper so I'll keep it with me forever. It's Boolia's fault. We're starting our zine "Our Chauffeur is a Llama: With Regards to Chino & Larry" soon. Maybe tonight, if our plans work out. I love our zine title. It's so...original, and nobody could copy it because they wouldn't understand its origin. Hee.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 2:15:42 PM * * *
Download "Mad World" by Gary Jules. I love this song.
the sweetest infection says:
hehe i just watched some crappy teenager drunk party canadian movie on tv
Furry Gerbilloons says:
isn't that the best kind of movie?
the sweetest infection says:
brad made a david hasselhoff desktop picture
Furry Gerbilloons says:
sexy
Only us. Seriously. All I have to say? "HEE! The proper title is the Jerry Springer-esque Ebonical Neck Swivel." Don't you hate it when you think of the best insult/joke and you find that you have to repeat it because it goes intially unnoticed and unappreciated? I hate that.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 1:13:25 AM * * *
* * * * Sunday, August 11 * *
I hate it when my father turns into a gloating snarky slavedriver. I really do.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 7:30:32 PM * * *
Slept over last night at Aimée's. Watched Children of the Corn II and Donnie Darko. I hate CotC just because it scares me. Aimée wants to marry the evil leader boy in black. Go figure. Donnie Darko was pretty good. Basically, it involves a boy, an evil rabbit and the Apocalypse. Seriously. Anyway, I had lots of fun there, as usual.
Today, I had promised my dad I would mow the lawn. I wasn't thinking clearly. We have the HUGEST lawn ever. I finished half of the backyard and I think I lost fifty pounds just sweating it off. I have to do another section of the backyard and then I'm done. I'm never doing this again. I have over eight blisters/callouses and it hurts to touch things with my palms :-(
My mom's gone. For two days with her best friend, to stay in some smalltown bed and breakfast inn or something. Hah, I teased her that they'd look like lesbians. Anyway, I should go. I have to finish that back section before 8. M'eh. I got some weird news yesterday. Shannon was working cash at McD's when Aimée and I went. Shannon was like "Are you going out with Bah? (A guy, Brian, who everyone calls Bah). I was like "Uhh, no. Why would I be?" And she explained that Bah told Mike, who told Shannon that he wanted to ask me out. Umm, okay. It sounds like a bad seventh-grade chain circle: "You tell Maria, and she'll tell Joe, and Joe'll tell Peter, who will tell Barbara who will tell Eric that I like him!" I hate those.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 6:35:28 PM * * *
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