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oh my good god. this is why my name is MOPIMPTHANTHOU because this kind of thing really happens

January 7th, 2007 (01:01 am)

A girl decided to be HILARIOUS and email me:

Mine sweetsome milkéd beverage doth attract all the lads to the acreage afore my hovel
And they do say, 'tis better than thine
Yea verily, 'tis better than thine
Thou couldst apprentice under me,
But I would have to levy a fee.

because she knows how much I love that song...and apparently shakespeare. omfg.
truly mo pimp than thou..art

mopimpthanthou [userpic]

simpsons reference.

December 3rd, 2006 (12:57 am)
exhausted

current mood: schleepay
current song: coheed and cambria - welcome home *dances*

so its like, ear infection + cold + sinuses hating me + chapped lips + hormonal whatever + the truck door at 50 mph winds hit me in the head + insomnia =


Burns: Well, doc, I think I did pretty well on my tests. You may
shake my hand if you like.

Doctor: Well, under the circumstances, I’d rather not.

Burns: Eh?

Doctor: Mr. Burns, I’m afraid you are the sickest man in the
United States. You have everything.

Burns: You mean I have pneumonia?

Doctor: Yes.

Burns: Juvenile diabetes?

Doctor: Yes.

Burns: Hysterical pregnancy?

Doctor: Uh, a little bit, yes. You also have several diseases
that have just been discovered — in you.

Burns: I see. You sure you haven’t just made thousands of
mistakes?

Doctor: Uh, no, no, I’m afraid not.

Burns: This sounds like bad news.

Doctor: Well, you’d think so, but all of your diseases are in
perfect balance. Uh, if you have a moment, I can explain.

Burns: Well … [looks at his watch]
[the Doctor puts a tiny model house door on his desk]

Doctor: Here’s the door to your body, see? [bring up some small
fuzz balls with goofy faces and limbs from under the desk]
And these are oversized novelty germs. [points to a
different one up as he names each disease] That’s
influenza, that’s bronchitis, [holds up one] and this cute
little cuddle-bug is pancreatic cancer. Here’s what
happens when they all try to get through the door at once.
[tries to cram a bunch through the model door. The
“germs” get stuck]
[Stooge-like] Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo! Move it,
chowderhead!
[normal voice] We call it, “Three Stooges Syndrome.”

Burns: So what you’re saying is, I’m indestructible!

Doctor: Oh, no, no, in fact, even slight breeze could –

Burns: Indestructible.


*laughs hysterically* its so true...so...my lips are chapped and I keep having to clear my throat or I sound like a muppet but I dont want to curl up and cry or die or anything. I have use of 1.5 of my nostrils. Success! Its the best we could've hoped for.

And, really nothing happened. I have all the jay and silent bob movies ever [minus 2]
See I have
*CLERKS
*MALLRATS
*CHASING AMY
*DOGMA
*JAY AND SILENT BOB STRIKE BACK
*CLERKS: the animated series
*KEVIN SMITH AND STAN LEE INTERVIEW
Which means I need jersey girl and clerksII but, why

And um. I dont know. I am bored of some things. I dunno is all. I'm just so psyched I feel better. I slept like easily 14 hours. So thats cool. I also need to take pics of those dishes sometime. So. I am the favourite child for the moment AND I'm not as sick as I was. So thats cool. <3

peace and love and all that good stuff be with you k kids?
mmmmm stuff is good.

mopimpthanthou [userpic]

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November 30th, 2006 (08:33 pm)

I am malicious because I am miserable ... If any being felt emotions of benevolence towards me, I should return them a hundred and a hundredfold - frankenstein

um..so..went to the doctors ITS A COLD but its a real cold...and I'm stuffy and irritated and congested and discomforted, and tired and need juice and my boss is a psychotic bitch.

furthermore: I am happy with life and dvds are awesome and music is awesome and I love people sometimes..

and a book I was reading that was SLOWLY KILLING ME it was making me sooooo worry that this girl who loved this other girl who had been totally fucked over was going to do stuff she regretted and it turned out SO NICE I was like WELL GOOD! ONLY THE BAD GUYS DIED! AND NOW THEY SIT IN A LIBRARY OF AN ABANDONED MANSION READING EROTICA AND MAKING OUT! WHAT A GREAT ENDING! See, I thought, the one girl was going to drown herself, and the other girl was going to go stab the other chick but no! Its like... but but you had me kiss you cause you didnt know what you were doing.. and its like.. No no I read so much porn its unreal. And its like but its the 1800s! Really?! Porn you say?! And its like but I didnt know a kiss until your lips lay on mine! And its like AW I FORGIVE YOU FOR HAVING ME PUT IN A MENTAL INSTITUTION WHERE I WAS ABUSED BY NURSES FOR MY SEXUAL ORIENTATION! <3 it is like really a bestbookever

I have like 20 books to read. Life is fun..as long as I dont think for more than 10 seconds in a row or try to lay down because then my lungs and ears start screaming at me in phlegm speak. HACKHACKHACKFUCKYOUHACKHACK see?

sidenote: the drag bar I went to on friday, like the friday before had a guy with meningitus just die, and he was like 23 and my mom randomly was like OH GAYS ARE DIRTY LA LA LA and I didnt know how to scream I WAS JUST AT THAT BAR OMFG *burns flesh* but it was the 17th and 18th not the 24th..AND I WAS JUST AT THE DOCTOR and I dont have a fever or stiff neck. I had stiff boob but thats from my bra. omfg though... and my gayboy is shitting himself cause hes like SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOOOOU CALL THE SHOTS, WE ALL GET AIDS AND CANCER AND DIE </3 hes mad at me he thinks we're dying, I'm just SICK with cough due to cold and plugged up ears due to...me being ear sensitive

mopimpthanthou [userpic]

I swear that I'm dying slowly but its happening and if the perfect spring is waiting somewhere....

November 29th, 2006 (02:26 am)
sick

current mood: blerghy throaty hurty
current song: bright eyes

just take me there
just take me there
just take me there
and say and lie to me and say and lie to me and say
it's gonna be alright
it's gonna be alright
it's gonna be alright
it's gonna be alright


[as told to corby]


*cuddle* winter makes me unhappy sometimes.
I dont know why my throat and ears are scratchy and burny
and my mom thought I was mean but I'm not
so then I felt uber mean
and she cried
and dad yelled at me
so I yelled back
and hurt my throat worse
and work made me tired

so I went upstairs
and some junk that reminds me of someone fell out of practically no where
[I moved my cds earlier but like 2 days ago and keep em with my music]
and I was so mad at her I started bawling cause I'm so sick and tired and stuff
the single thought in my twisted that produced tears was:
"your fucking feelings always have to come before mine EVERYONES FUCKING FEELINGS COME BEFORE MINE, NO FUCK THAT I DONT EVEN HAVE FEELINGS BECAUSE THEY MIGHT INTERFERE WITH YOURS, GAH, BITCHES"
cause uh I'm a negative creep.
and I believe it. or did at the time.
anyway..so I got home and mom was watching tv
and I jump ALL EXCITED[though sick] INTO A STORY
YAY OMFG I HAVE FRIENDS IN HIGH PLACES JOEL THE GUY WITH DREADS LIKE OMFG?
and moms like SHH TV
and so...I go to my room..and half shut the door
and like 40 seconds later [never mind she just shunned me]
I go to put on this superman shirt JOEL GAVE ME FOR FREE CAUSE HES NICE AND KNOWS I LIKE SUPERMAN
and I'm half boobin out of my shirt so I slam the door quick cause moms playfully knocking and saying ARRROOOOLLLOOOOO or something
and I'm like *slam door*
and it COULD HAVE hurt her finger
it didnt at all but the very notion of my violent outburst upset her [I WAS SHUTTING A DOOR SO SHE COULDNT SEE MY FATNESS] she was so upset that it COULD HAVE hurt her finger and thought I was getting back at her for her telling me to be quiet because it wasnt a commercial like I was jealous of the tv
BUT I WAS HALF BOOBING OUT OF MY SHIRT AND ALSO BOUGHT THE BITCH CHRISTMAS PRESENTS ON MY SHIFT AND DIDNT WANT HER TO SEE EM
and so dad came upstairs and saw mom crying so he came into my room and shoved me around and yelled a lot and I had to yell back and it hurt my throat worse PLUS I WASNT IN THE WRONG and I wanted to smash every christmas present I'd gotten them..
went to bed like 11pm woke up 2 not even. And ranted
omfg i'm going to use my day off to go to the doctor and be like WHY IS MY THROAT BURNING IT FEELS LIKE THISTLES! and he'd be like, oh scottish girl why are you sampling the weeds in the garden, aye? and I'd be like IT BURNS! *I ated the purple berries..tastes like...burning* I cried tonight so like, whats late august to late november, must be a considerable amount of time [by the by, pms, awesome.]

sidenote: oh and I have a thing I do when I may or may not be flirting but its flirtyish.
its called, have an mp3player next to a much shorter girl and slightly [because I'm a big moose so it doesnt look intentional] pull away so the headphones move and she has to stand uberclose to me and then I say: "really? you dont know this band?..really?" and then make false promises of sharing mp3s or writing out a TO DIE FOR tracklist. [I have no taste in music]

ps: I eat halls like theyre candy.
and use throatspray like its...vodka?

I FUCKING HATE OVER THE COUNTERDRUGS. I DON'T ALLOW MYSELF TO TAKE TYLENOL UNLESS ITS A HUGE FUCKING ORDEAL in like 3 years I've had maybe like 8 tylenol and I take em 2 at a time they DO NOTHING. I need like tylenol 3s to knock me out because I suck. raargh...

ANYWAY: and I hate that theres only 2 people on the earth who can make me bawl like a bitch at the drop of the hat, and theyve got nothing in common [almost polar opposites] except:

I.LOVE.THEM.SO.FUCKING.MUCH.AND.THEY.JUST.CANT.SEE.IT.THEY.DONT.GET.IT.CAUSE.IM.A.FUCKUP.AND.THEY.NEVER.SEE.MY.EFFORTS.BECAUSE.OF.PAST.FAILURES.I.MAKE.ALOT.OF.MISTAKES.I.WILL.NEVER.EVER.BE.GOOD.ENOUGH.BUT.I'M.NOT.AND.I.HAVE.DONE.EVERYTHING.I.CAN.DO.TO.CHANGE.MYSELF.AND.THEY.JUST.CANT.SEE.IMPROVEMENT.THEY.DONT.SEE.THAT.I.DIE.INSIDE.BECAUSE.I.CARE.AND.AM.KEPT.AT.ARMS.LENGTH.NOT.EVEN.ARMS.LENGTH.AND.I.REALIZE.YOU.CANT.MAKE.SOMEONE.LOVE.YOU.OR.SEE.HOW.GOOD.YOU.ARE.BECAUSE.I.TRY.BUT.YOU.CANT.MAKE.SOMEONE.CARE.CAUSE.CHANCES.ARE.THEY.DONT.

and, as much as that sounded melodramatic IT FUCKING MADE ME CRY ALL OVER AGAIN OH MY GOD. I seriously hate being someone who is like LOVE ME PLEASE I'M GOOD I'M BETTER THEN WHEN I ASKED FOR LOVE AND RESPECT AND DIDN'T DESERVE IT AND I'VE BEEN TRYING SO HARD WITH EVERY ASPECT OF MY LIFE, JUST, I CANT SEE WHY YOU CANT TRY TO LET IT GO THAT I USED TO FUCK UP A LOT, I DONT FUCK UP AS MUCH NOW, AND I FEEL LIKE, WHY DO I TRY IF NO ONES HERE WATCHING ME GET BETTER?
THE MORE I TRY WITH YOU, THE MORE YOU LOVE SOMEONE ELSE, AND COMPARE ME TO PEOPLE WHO I COULD NEVER BE FOR REASONS BEYOND MY CONTROL, I AM JUST NOT BUILT LIKE THAT, I'M NOT SMART LIKE THAT, OR COOL LIKE THAT AND I TRY TO KEEP YOU HAPPY AND KEEP MYSELF HAPPY AND THATS A VERY FUCKING HARD THING TO DO. AND THEN YOU'D SAY THAT I DONT CARE ABOUT YOU? AND THAT I'M SOME VILLIAN BUT WHAT THE FUCK. LIKE I AM BAWLING AND I TRIED. I'VE WORE MYSELF RAGGED TRYING TO THINK OF WAYS TO BE WHO YOU NEED ME TO BE AND ALL SCENERIOS END UP WITH ME A MISERABLE KNOCK OFF OF MYSELF, AND NOT EVEN HAVING YOUR LOVE ANYWAY. SO WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT?! KEEP TRYING TIL IT EVENTUALLY DOES KILL ME? AND CRYING SUCKS, MY EYES ARE GOING TO BE SO FUCKING GROSS TOMORROW. AND I HATE MY BOOBS, THIS NEW BRA I SLEPT IN MADE MY BOOBS FEEL SO SORE AND I TOSSED AND TURNED FOR LIKE 8 HOURS BEFORE TAKING IT OFF AND THEN I HURT EVEN WORSE AND I JUST WISH I COULD BE COMFORTABLE FOR 5 MINS OH MY GOD

and throat spray makes it worse. jesus. I AM HUMAN AND I NEED TO BE LOVED JUST LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE DOES.

FUN FACT: Julie a girl I went all through school with, has a gag reflex, much like myself, but a LUUURRRVE for CAWK that I just dont have. Anyway she used to use the throaty numby spray before giving head so she could like deepthroat 12 inches or something. She told me. I was like UM. SO ANYWAY. *bang*

fix me please. my throat and ears suck right now.

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mopimpthanthou [userpic]

a crapload of surveys

November 28th, 2006 (03:14 am)

HM SO...I dunno. I havent updated. Life is good. gaybars/dragshows/bears oh my!
I've been working fairly long weeks considering I'm part time 36 hour weeks are bigger than part time...but who cares..christmas money. I think my throat and ears are on fire..but..thats okay..I've got a pack of halls upstairs I can crunch on. I wanna sleep and read and stuff. Life is actually okay. I dunno. I wrote like 400 survery questions about nothing tonight. I dunno why. I'm bored at the moment but okay. tomorrow is good tv. wednesday is good tv. and then nothing is back on til next tuesday.


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mopimpthanthou [userpic]

mr oberst how can you know my feelings better than I know them

November 21st, 2006 (03:03 am)

More than anyone deserves anything
Maybe I am selfish, but there is no way to share this
There’s not enough to go around, I don’t care who else gets hurt

But I’m still sick with empathy because I once stood in his place
I spent a year quietly dying while he let go and ignored her
And I’m sure that there are reasons for everything that happens
And absence leads to adoration, yeah it’s nobody’s fault

But now there is no way to change this
So I just photographed and framed it
And it’s hanging in a hallway
That we have no right to walk back down

But I hope that he feels better but I’m sick of all the drama
I can’t stand to see her crying, I just want this shit to end
And I want a place to hang out where record players play out
And there’s a thousand movies rented for a thousand nights with her


[grargh. I'm so. confused. also...did I mention I think I might maybe kind of halflike 2 boys? Do you know how ridunkulously ridiculous that is? I mean, really... Is this how I have to be? EMOTIONALLY SHATTERED BY BOY..LIKE A GIRL..EMOTIONALLY SHATTERED BY GIRL..LIKE BOY..EMOTIONALLY SHATTERED BY BOY..mass suicide?..no..but really..Its so much fucking easier to NOT like people especially people who fuck me over and decide I'm not worthy of their time, not worth seeing, not worth the breath they use to speak, and not worthy of them taking 30 seconds to type anything out to me...so...I cant just keep running to whats safe and then leave whats safe because it doesnt feel passionate...so...hookers it is...cept not really. Its crossed my mind but, I have a heart condition..I have a heart. bahaha. no seriously...plus...I'm odd, I'd have to find someone who'd let me love them unconditionally yet keep me at arms length, because I dont trust anyone to touch me, how is that a normal statement, I get my ego out of knowing I'm good at things, I dont care to be touched, not because I dont -like- it, because I can like it..But..I just dont trust people enough, and I just dont need that..because it humanizes me..and in my head I'm unworthy of touch, since so many have dubbed me unworthy of their conversation? Yeah. Fuck people who dont talk to me...because I treat people really fucking good, but whatever if they dont care I cant make them, but back to my original point? You think me saying: WANTED-GIRL WHO WANTS ME TO GIVE HER ORGASMS, BUY HER FLOWERS, AND CUDDLE WHILE LISTENING TO MUSIC/WATCHING MOVIES, BOOBS PLEASE? YOU DONT HAVE TO LOVE ME, BUT LET ME SAY IT TO YOU AND YOU CAN DO A HALF SMILE AND I CAN BE LIKE, I'M HOLDING SOMEONE. AWESOME. NO STRINGS ATTATCHED. you think I could find someone to answer that but no]

Anyway, I have a friend, shes told me ENOUGH TIMES that she just cannot see me with a man...and it would make her sad to know a girl was beind deprived of my devotion, and that a guy wouldnt get that I draw borders on my letters, and that I call when I say I will...and that always made me feel better, that I've been told, I'm WHY lesbians exist, because, sometimes girls need something good going for them and sometimes boys arent good for them, and I'd be really good for a girl... So... I dont know... I feel like being like SO BY THE BY, LOOK WHOS BI she'd be like *wtf x pi..squared*

edit:
hey so
you know I'm fucked up but we like me anyway..
but
how is it
I can wake up sooo insightful and giggly from my own workings of my mind when I have bondage dreams
but when I have getting hurt dreams I try to rip my legs off
and shirley manson [or whoever] is hot and me being 10 isnt and ones fantasy and ones memory but I've got the worst...it looks like if cancer + plague + herpes + pox had a baby on my leg the size of my hands. I've been having wicked night terrors again.

FUN PICTURES I PROMISE
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less said best said? I'm a happy little merchwhore and I owe it all to being easily led and vapid.

November 20th, 2006 (12:41 am)

I had a stressful day.
I've found retail therapy.
It's going to ultimately destroy me.
I spent $600 today on shit I don't need.
But I am SO happy about it.
I did the same thing a few weeks ago.
I need to move out...but...buying things makes it impossible...but yeah I have a 20g Zen mp3 player. I neededit was on sale
my digital camera also now holds 45 minutes of video
And the next time I'm suicidallydepressed for no apparent reason, I'm buying a zoom lense for it.

edit: did I mention tom and I hung out all weekend?

mopimpthanthou [userpic]

tom convo

November 16th, 2006 (02:09 am)

Read more...Collapse ) [and then he got pathetic and I just went offline because I have no soul]

Yeah, and I hate that lastnight I was laying thinking how bad I sucked for not taking the opportunity to be with him, just because I figured he was a nice boy, and then I remembered how a man cannot live on handjobs alone. Believe me, they cant. My teeth are sharp and crooked and as if God himself [herself?] designed me purposely for lesbianism. 9ft tall 500 pounds, small soft hands trained in the art of nintendo... so on.. so forth.. straight men no likey for a reason, because me giving head to them would be likened to putting their dick in a blender thats in a cheese grater in a cement mixer full of venomous cobra fangs and barbed wire *again, referencing my teeth* so, really, I am not a friend to wang... OH AND WE DIDNT EVEN START ON MY GAG REFLEX I have nearly choked to my death on toothpaste before and usually once or twice a week I do the eyewatering dryheaves of minty death and my mom laughs at me and tells me I'm useless to men... and I think, no kidding. I AM A MACHINE A MACHINE DESIGNED FOR WOMENFOLK! RAAAR! FEAR ME! ROBOSEXUALITY!

mopimpthanthou [userpic]

Survey behind cut, its long.

November 13th, 2006 (02:52 am)
contemplative

current mood: juss thinkin
current song: loose leaves - bright eyes

um so, 2/3 of blink182 + 2 other dudes = plus fourty four
when did this happen?
I call them blink 184, cause uh I used to call boxcarracer blink183 so um...yeah.

feelings? anyone?...bueller?

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*10 pts for anyone who caught any obscure lyrics or simpson quotes

mopimpthanthou [userpic]

She winked at me and said, "run for your life!"

November 13th, 2006 (12:38 am)
current song: woman who was also a mongoose - dead milk men

*100 question quiz in cut*

So Friday was my day off.

*I woke up early. Refreshed [oppose to too late to go out, and too tired to enjoy it]

*Took mom out for lunch, it was cooked well and the service was a little slow but it was way busy and we had lots of time anyway so it was all good

*Went to the petstore and looked at puppies, and named the puppies and then left. We name things we have no intention of buying.

*She is oblivious to me being gay because she's like "oh well, sometimes pregnancy just happens, you have to be very careful" And I was like *cough cough um yeah...um...um!* For some reason she thinks I'd be a good mother but I think even if I'd be a horrible mother, she'd still want grandkids and well, she has a son for that and thats what I told her...but she didn't do the wait til I'm around a crowded mall before screeching out YOURE NOT GAY ARE YOU?!?!?!?!

*Then she took me to the trainstation because my gayboy was supposed to meet up with me...so I told her to go and I'd find him

*I called him but he wasnt going anymore but told me to go without him INCASE he could get there...
[thats seemingly a negative thing BUT I kind of did the old, carpe diem, and figured why wait for someone to be happy, I can have fun on my own]

*iPod therefore I am...or was that think..oh well, I enjoyed music on the train

*Got to Toronto, things were good, I went down to kensington market, and bought a V for Vendetta magnet

*Got a nintendo shirt for $10 regularly $20...I couldve got it for $7 if I bought 2 more shirts but like, why?

*Went to a store, and... nirvana on vinyl, omfg.
I didnt buy it but it existing did enough for me

*BOUGHT...A...BRIGHT EYES SHIRT!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!! I've been trying to get shannon to buy me one of ebay for like 2 years but they only ever have mediums to bid on, and this is an XL and fits like a dream

*Sleater kinney shirts = not available in stores
but apparently the cutest sweetest bi boy was like "well, I just said, look, we have angry lesbians saying SLEATER KINNEY NEVER PLAYS HERE AT LEAST GIVE US SHIRTS!" So we got shirts..!
So now I have a shirt, and its off white and has a tree on it and its very autumny looking.

*FLIRTED WITH A LESBIAN! Okay so, theres street vendors and for like 5 months I walk by and smile and wait til I'm 20ft away and whisper rather hoarsely: "I think shes gay, omfg shes gorgeous, ack why cant I talk to her...oh yeah she'd think you and I were dating...cant have that" So, alone, I was all like, la la la...oh stuff for stretched ears, very nice, yeah I'm at 00...out of necessity I dont want to bother with actual literal measurements doh well... And she laughed and was all going on about whatever, and I was like OOH RAINBOW MITTS! And shes like "yeah something tells me you NEED your skillful fingers to not get frostbite or arthritus or fall off or whatever" And I was like *uh buh* and she totally helped me put the mitts on like I cant put mitts on? And...she was all being hilarious but probably not meaning to be, like yeeeeah you kinda gotta work your fingers into it like that *I was blushing and dying from innuendo*
and I was like just trying to think if theyd match my coat, theyre a little loud... And she said "Yeah but I bet you LIKE IT LOUD" (I TOTALLY DIED FOREVER/feel like I'm 14/bought the mitts and left to go giggle to myself)

*next time, I plan on buying the hat/alterior motive to go talk to her again

*I bought icecream, because my hands werent cold anymore

*oh I was dressed 'like not a trucker' as requested by my fag [no really hes mine, I have ownership papers] and he didnt even show up...but I looked good... Gay but femme? I dont know how it happened but it looked good.

*I bought a single long stem rose for my mom from a homeless man... My rationale?
I've seen beauty and the beast enough to realize
my 21st year is coming up, and that bad things happen when you turn away old beggar people when its cold and they have roses...ergo...buy the rose [half the petals fell of by the time I got home but she liked it anyway]

*Random lesbian asked me who the lucky girl was because I was dressed up and holding a rose and I was like, ITS FOR MY MOM!
And theyre like, not coming into tangos? I'm like, naw I got stood up by my boys so, next weekend maybe...

*BOUGHT A BOOK AUTOGRAPHED BY SARAH WATERS I FORGOT ABOUT THAT!!!!
I COULDVE GOT AN AUTOGRAPHED 'tipping the velvet' but I own it not autographed... But I was like "fingersmith" UM..WHAT DOES..SIGNED..MEAN..IT..SOUNDS..LIKE..IT..MEANS..SIGNED.. and the guys like, yeah autographed.. And I was like uhbuhwhatuh?!

*And slept like 12 hours in my bright eyes shirt and boxers and woke up all merchwhored but happy cause I rarely spend $100 on myself without reason and today was my last hoorah before christmas shopping for people who arent me, so, thats all... plus I NEED mittens right?

My mom was kind of surprised that I didn't buy anything for anyone, cause she was like, doesn't this girl and that boy and this girl like the bands you could get shirts for? I'm like, meh. today was about me.
And shes like, yay shopping! AND THEYRE NOT BLACK OR TOO SMALL <3
See, mom likes coloured tshirts oppose to black, and well, awesome fun shirts.

I also bought beads for this cute tarzan looking boy named joel. He's got dreadlocks and cuteness. Hes my favourite. If he wasn't 18 and a boy, he'd be my boycrush. He prank calls people from inside the store.

And, then woke up refreshed and happy, went to work, didnt die of stress worked til like 11:30...got up 9AM TO WORK AGAIN! AHHHH! Today was MORE stressful but I survived. I'm also invited to Laura's wedding <3
And, also, called corby/stacy and theyre out with their band, so instead I talked to their mom for like 20 mins about kittens.

I cannot complain. I survived probably one of the top 5 busiest days at work. I'm psyched about life, and stress = a factor of life but thats reality, and well I figured out that being a happy little consumer whore is what a good capitalist is supposed to do and I feel good cause I bought junk <3

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