OH MY GOODNESS!

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THEY DID IT! go make a youtube comment and then press the "audio preview" button. YAY!








YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!

just the onion

you too..

arr! i have a southern accent! arr!

it's all the words on this blog sized by their relative appearance ratios... want one? it's pretty cool. fun to play with.

now i wish i had saved all the poetry and lyrics from profiles. dag nabbit.

that's all.

a room colored charlatan

i rediscovered the mars volta. this is no phase, all you people who know me too well for my taste.

televators is my new favorite song. jon theodore is my new favorite drummer [see cicatriz esp].


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[the animals rush in to the center of the clearing and in the blink of an eye they are gone, in their place simply a tall figure as faceted as the eyes of pestilence inside him.]


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COME BACK TO YOUR COMPUTER ALREADY, JESUS CHRIST.


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someone convince me to go to bed.


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in a few days i will have a letter-writing frenzy and it will be cool beans so nobody worry because i will get back to you. HEY who knows mel's address? i have her P.O. box at horsey-camp [hehe] but i can't find her home address.


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i don't know for certain but you should probably call me.

concertina

i decided that i would blog, i guess. might as well try my best to make it a habit as i will be spending a lot of time alone, weirdly enough.

i have been listening to lotsa at the drive in, which is cedric's and omar's [from the volta, of course] old band. john frusciante and the flea played on it, but there were other different members and the style is totally different - so i don't really think of them as early volta but whatever people want to say.

i have been writing a lot of pretty acoustic stuff on my auntie's amazing guitar but now i have to use my electric [my acoustic is missing a string, and besides, it doesn't have a cutaway which means i would have to re-write it all anyways] so that's very sad.

it will still be fun. i'm going to try to get out of the house as much as i can - when my brother is awake, i am supposed to be playing with him. no exaggeration.

he gets up at 7 a.m. but josh, who is still trying to make up sleep from the past year or at least the past week, has to get up and let him be a brat. he's all right but he's just so whiny and my dad and heather never follow through. "seriously, i am going to leave you on the side of the road! seriously, i will take it away!" and of course, he's a little genius [he gets it from his brotha] and he knows they don't mean it...

oh gosh.


i made some ranch dressing and grilled veggies and i thought it tasted funny and everyone was like "well josh, don't you know it's BACON ranch?

..bacon? in ranch? puree'd [ha.] bacon in ranch dressing, something uhmurican enough as it is, only enough so you can barely taste it but it's still not vegetarian.

fuck the ranch, my grilled veggies were amazing.


i know i have been whining this whole post but that's what blogging should be for, even though i am actually really happy. i mean i'm homesick and i fucking miss people like crazy but i still am excited for finally being able to work and stuff.


613 lake erie street
conneaut, ohio
44030

nobody send me "partay!!!!!1" invitations because i don't lurve them, l0lzies, but some mail would be cool.

[hey, i never got my totebag!]
maybe meghna will remember.

leave lots of comments. i know you don't care if it happens but maybe it will inspire me to do this more often.

i can't get any

kaki king tabs. get your mind out of the gutter.

well i can but i want ones for the exhibition and everybody loves you.. also fortuna. so pretty.

i love her new album.

so i mean.. yeah. okay. cool. anyone still checking this?
fools if you are. i think.

i was just talking about this with nazzaro

about how they're probably going to take barack out if he becomes close to power. so sad.

latin feeds the children

i'm off to the haberdashery, but abercrombie's gaucheness does not imbue me with satisfaction.

i love freerice. my best vocab level is 42 but i hover around 36 and 37 usually. you should goooooooooooooo.

break through, just break through

primary bullshit. i don't have the time to write about it but it's rather interesting if you want to read about it on mark's blog. it's quite good normally too. here it is, click it.

what's the deal with corn nuts?

who are these people?





pace: grueling
rations: bare bones

i wanted to die of typhoid so i could delete the fucking application. score!

slap me.

obama pulls it out. shit, what a genius. i'm watching his iowa caucus victory speech.


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so diana's party was pretty sweet, as in really sweet. i don't feel like doing the play by play. i liked the awkward parts, diana. only you. seriously, only you.







HEY.


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read the last post and comment comment comment comment comment i cherish comments i love love love them.

so much beauty, it can make cry

we're about to watch step into liquid, a surfing documentary. james secretly put in on the netflix queue. we were making up different names for it - who stepped in the liquid? [housekeeping perspective] and what liquid did you step in? [preschool experiences].

i made delicious tofu fried rice and then caramelized some peppers and onions with sugar to put with it inside tortillas with salsa or hot sauce. very delicious.

i have listened to my soul coughing songs [two albums] three times today all the way through. bit ridiculous.

i wrapped diana's present last night and my sister helped. well she delegated, so i suppose i helped. it got ruined, when i came to the desk it was covered in chai.

we have chai, though. for a while i had one or two pots of chai a day but then we ran out. we almost got it at trader joe's [hint.] but it was powder latte chai. already milky and sugary and all that? nuh-uh.

i got a coat and hat and gloves. bahaha pumped for sledding. hopefully it doesn't all melt by saturday. if it does, it damn well better refreeze all icy-smooth again.

my coat doesn't have holes and it's big enough to go past my shirt. that's class, folks.


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is christmas music still absolutely necessary?

i'm working on a model car. don't laugh, no matter how "cute" it is. i got it for christmas. for the next one i need some new paint, this stuff is ancient [ancshint] and also some glue, crazy glue dries too fast.. well way too slow on plastic though. i stuck my wrists together with an inch wide spot of glue.. by accident.. i pulled it off very, very, VERY slowly. doing it like a band-aid would have hurt too much, it was so god damn sticky.

i love metallica.


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not in a gay way, just in a hey mate, just wanted to say that i think you're okay mate.. don't let anybody tell you you're not humpable, because you're bumpable, you know i really hope this doesn't make you feel uncomfortable, yeah, bret you got it going on..

oh goodness. i love that dvd.


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i should most likely read crime and punishment.


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i should also stick an oogly eye over the hole on my guitar. i just did. well now it doesn't look so ugly so i won't have to get it fixed. i never used that knob and now girard can see the world. he's got such a personality.


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my mom and amelia are hiding behind the curtain and giggling.

k, i just found them by adjusting the lights on the christmas tree and accidentally bumping and tickling them.

cool family =]