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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, March 1 * *
Work was really fun.
Caitlin's hilarious. Especially when we're both clueless.
Some teenaged guy came in and said "Hey, how's it going?" but since we were both standing there and I didn't notice, she thought he was talking to me. She said he was staring right at me. But I was busy with debit cards to hear, but I noticed she kept staring at me like "Aren't you going to say something?" We started giggling, and he left with a funny look on his face. Apparently, he said it to both of us to be nice, and we didn't answer him. We were so giddy after that, I would start laughing after five transactions later.
Yum apple fritters. I scarfed mine.
Creepy hockey-slipper man with creepy teeth that didn't want boxes.
I have to do my homework.
My parents & I went to Swiss Chalet after where I kept making a geek of myself. As always.
Then to Wal-Mart where I bought a new backpack.
It's a BIG messenger bag. Comfy and fun. Except it says "Urban Chik" on it in rubber lettering, so I'm hoping my mom can unstitch that.
I'm relieved I don't have to go to the coffeehouse tonight. I need to do my work. And besides, sleeping over would suck.
Not because of the people. Just in general. I would be super cranky.
Hilary Duff had a single page dedicated to her in the new Teen People haha! I was giggly. Then Lalaine had an article. I called Aimee, all excited.
We are so going to see "Agent Cody Banks." Only 13-years old like Lizzie McGuire but it's amazing.
Today I saw a new episode, so I was extremely happy. No lovin' between Gordo & Lizzie though, so I was upset.
Dayna likes it! YAY.
Why don't people play poker in Africa?
- Too many cheetahs (say it out loud)
Hah.
I FORGOT
WE GET THE BABY CHICKS ON THE 3RD FOR EASTER
YAY! i love baby chicks, they're so cute
I remember when I had to tend to five of them simulatneously for two-three weeks in grade 7
Best weeks ever. They were adorable.
I love them.
YAY! I'm so excited now to go to work.
Hee. OSmeone broke something glass in te store today and everyone collectively gasped. FUnny.
It was PACKED today. seriously, so busy. I could barely speak to the customers, i was ringing them through and i was done with them. nothing to price. caitlin said "macking on each other" so that amused me. she's a good coworker.
bye.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 8:17:41 PM * * *
I had this dream last night.
Some guy from my school and I were involved.
I don't even like this guy remotely.
This dream won't change that.
He kept touching my shoulders and neck and back.
Breathing and kissing it.
I don't want it to sound creepy, because it wasn't.
It was nice. But just a little unexpected.
I have to shower. I work 1-5.
Last night's 5-9 shift was alright. I screwed up a lot but fixed them, and laughed at myself a lot.
Tara threatened to sue me if she got locked in the freezer. Then she slipped on ice going outside.
I had to cut up, slice tags off, price TWICE, put tape over, fold into fours and put stupid linen placemats into a basket.
About twelve bags of twelve placemats. Eugh. I hate them.
At least it wasn't gummi worms. Gross -- I would've gagged.
A bag of frozen raspberries fell open all over my feet. Blah.
We might be getting a 15% discount off select clothing stores. We'll see.
I wonder who's working today. I work ALL weekend next weekend.
I find out if Loyalist accepted me the first day of March Break. 10th. Unnerving.
Work to Have Done By Monday:
- have memorized soliloquy perfectly
- costume ready
- writer's craft workbook: five entries
- writer's craft dialogue sheet
- writer's craft persona sheet
- to have read Death of a Salesman (I think I'm on page 30)
- pick two novels for my english ISU (I have about 5 circling ideas so far)
- finish history reading
- complete history chart
It's a GOOD thing I don't work tomorrow.
My mom's homemade applesauce is delicious.
I watched a Biography on Loretta Young this morning on extremely low volume because I was too lazy to get up and make it louder.
So I ate cold chicken schnitzel and looked at pictures on the TV, not understanding a word the biographer or anyone said. Oh well.
I'm getting cranky. It's too early for me to be up and functioning normally.
I wonder who I work with today. I think Kate?
Hm.
She's okay. See, with my job, you're almost always squished up with someone back-to-back or sometimes butt-to-butt. Close quarters, two till stations. If it gets busy, you're constantly bumping around with the others on cash. It's crazy.
Off to shower.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 9:46:43 AM * * *
* * * * Thursday, February 27 * *
"What kind of a shake does he have?"
"Good shake. Perfect shake. Single pump, not too hard. You know, doesn't
have to prove anything, but, you know, firm enough to know he was there."
- George and Jerry, talking about Keith Hernandez, in "The Boyfriend"
* You're so silly, Nanny! 5:49:30 PM * * *
* * * * Wednesday, February 26 * *
I am going to flip out. Any little thing will set me off. I feel like some people should be walking on eggshells right now. I don't care who's feelings I hurt anymore.
My mom's trying to be reasonal.
Anyway. I have my King Lear costume all set out.
Robe, dress white shirt, pantaloons, tights, crap crown, long pearl necklace to fiddle with kingly-like. I don't know either.
My mom's trying to get me to go to a program information session.
No.
I don't know.
Driver's Ed starts on Weds.
I want to know who's in it. 7 or 8 other people so far.
i am such a hypocrite
whats wrong with me
i badmouth so many people
yet am shocked when i find out someone badmouthed me
oh well
i hate things right now
to do: take off these pantaloons and tights. change into pajamas. do history chart. study english for unit test. brush teeth. study soliloquy. put corn starch (for lear's white hair look) away. wash out cornstarch from hair....tomorrow. much too lazy now. if no homework left...begin reading "the other daughter." write messy halls=no civies days speech for tomorrow's announcements. i am so fed up with this pig school. pick out 'illegal pants' for tomorrow. go pee. call jen. go to bed. early. do not stay up past 1130. stop thinking about tonight.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 7:12:51 PM * * *
* * * * Monday, February 24 * *
half day tomorrow
then the mall w/ jen & julia
yay
i shall wear my newfound brown skirt
i love it
what shoes shall i wear with it?
what a dilemma.
my writers craft author was in a sex scandal
fine hoolia it was twist and shout
argument w/ john. a girl who gets pregnant at 17 is a skank. regardless of the situation! i just wanted him to shut up.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 8:27:33 PM * * *
radio club this week! with zach!
i shall bring cd's.
two nights ago was possibly the funniest night.
well.
i almost pissed my pants at aimee's. we stayed up ALL night, listening to indian rock ("pow wow rock") and kenny rogers, trying to throw fritos in each others mouths. jumping on her bed, singing the gambler. practically dying about cher's mom & our fake britney song. oh man. good times.
work cancelled on me yesterday hehe! no shift for me! it was because there was like NOBODY showing up to buy, and they just wanted a main staff. "skeleton crew" means like only two on cash and two on floor, etc. yay.
grammy's suck. all around. sUCK.
i only watched an hour w/ jen then went home
i saw my dad's car in the driveway and i was hyper so i did a dickhead dance down the driveway. NOT SEEING MY DAD'S FRIEND FRED IN THE PASSENGER SEAT. haha.
christopher walken is bad at snl skits.
man i cant believe my old gradeschool friend, holly, is pregnant
well anyway
off to school.
* You're so silly, Nanny! 7:04:18 AM * * *
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