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[24 Jul 2006|01:27am]
[ mood | calm ]

i have a huge bruise on my leg, a fairly large bump on my head, and a very bent antenna.
she has ten stitches, a black eye, a very bruised ego, and two friends who love her more than she could know. 
you learn a lot about yourself when you realize just how much shit you'll put up with for and do for them.  and you learn a whole lot about your significant other  when he stays up until seven a.m.  to help you take care of your violently drunk friend (thats somewhat of an understatement).
all in all, i must be a damn good friend.  and i must have quite the keeper.

1 drop| it's raining, it's pouring

[19 Jul 2006|01:30pm]
i hope i never get so wrapped up in life that i forget to sit in the car until that really great song on the radio is over.
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[21 Jun 2006|12:39pm]
so it has officially been declared: we are all compatible.  i'm very much looking forward to the mending of fences and the begining of our new friendship.  (and not having to call and check first before going over to my boyfriend's house.)
it's raining, it's pouring

[17 Jun 2006|08:36pm]
[ mood | crushed ]

annie got hit by a fucking car.

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[03 Jun 2006|04:24pm]
[ mood | happy ]

its amazing what you find lurking in the shadows of your past..

and still no phone charger.

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[21 May 2006|05:45am]
p.s. i need my phone charger back.

p.p.s. happy fucking birthday to me.
it's raining, it's pouring

[19 May 2006|07:25pm]
why can't i get "another one bites the dust" out of my head?

what a wonderful escape.
what an awkward goodbye.
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[18 May 2006|05:44am]
thank you vacation.
goddamn how i needed you.
it's raining, it's pouring

[29 Apr 2006|03:35pm]
[ mood | blah ]

i think maybe.. that i'm generally a pretty boring person.
i don't do much. i don't say much. i should be crazier. more spontaneous.
i've been working at the costume shop soooo much lately. and i'm not getting paid anymore... so i'm really friggin broke right now.
i am, however, going to somehow scrape up enough money to go see rainer maria tonight. just cause, well, its rainer maria. and i kinda sorta love them.

i'm going to go shower now.
and shave my legs (what!?)

it's raining, it's pouring

[23 Apr 2006|04:09am]
[ mood | aggravated ]

(this is katie ranting.. please ignore this entry)
i'm so screwed up when it comes to relationships right now.
i used to be this badass, independent person.
fuck what boys thought of me.  i never really cared.
i guess all it takes is one heartbreak.
now i'm this super clingy, super paranoid psycho.
i find someone i actually care about, and i hold on for dear life.
so much to the point that i scare them off.
what the fuck is wrong with me?

it's raining, it's pouring

[18 Apr 2006|03:44pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

what a weekend.
what a great start to a great week.
what a happy accident.

it's raining, it's pouring

[27 Mar 2006|03:52am]
[ mood | content ]

barbara c. cox can be a really awful person sometimes.

other than that, my life is, for the first time in a while, pretty damn okay.

it's raining, it's pouring

[13 Mar 2006|05:54am]
[ mood | annoyed ]

sooo.. misery loves company.
that has never felt as fitting in my life as it did last night.
so thank you, to my good friend, who shared broken heart stories with me, and cried along to sad sad emo songs.


another note...
its INSANELY rude to ask someone for a favor... and then when they offer to help you, ignore them.
"hey.. i'm off work, so if you need help sewing that flag.. let me know."
even though i want to burst out in tears every time i see you.... i still offered to help you.
but you couldn't even call back and say "hey.. thanks for the offer, but it's been taken care off."
no.  i just get ignored.  and you know what....?

maybe my friends are right.
maybe you are a self righteous prick now.
maybe i AM better than you.
if that were the case, though, i really wish i could get that through my head.


i think i moved from stage two to stage three during dinner tonight.
(anybody seen little city? cause its the best (awful, horrible, poorly written, poorly made) movie ever)

it's raining, it's pouring

[01 Mar 2006|11:39am]
[ mood | exhausted ]

The mighty continents divided
For a second time in all history
They found themselves just floating
Free from all responsibility
Without the weight of being whole
Some fruits evolved all on their own
But if you want something back
All the things that got cracked
When I felt like you lied to me
And all the million mistakes
And the kicks in the face
But i don't want you to die in me
So when you say what you want
That you need what you got
Don't forget to be kind to me

Now here's an apple with a tougher skin
While you've got your pretty scales and fins you say
See all the things that i can do
So perfectly my body moves but in
All the time you felt so free
Did you forget how much you once loved me
And if you want something back
All the things that got cracked
When I felt like you lied to me
And all the million mistakes
And the kicks in the face
But i don't want you to die in me
So when you say what you want
That you need what you got
Don't forget to be kind to me
I don't want you to die in me

it's raining, it's pouring

[01 Mar 2006|03:23am]
[ mood | depressed ]

as i called your name out tonight across the overly crowded bar, i thought to myself "this is probably a bad idea..."
every time i think i've gotten you out of my head, you swoop your way back in.
i haven't cried over you in weeks.
i told myself that i was done writing depressing livejournal entries. i told myself it was time to move on. i told myself i was just about over you.
"it was awesome seeing you tonite. god damn you looked hot"
"you can crash here if you want my bed seems awful large tonite"
your words came completely unstimulated. i did nothing to deserve this rehashing.

the only thing i would love more than lying in your arms right now is to know that it would actually mean something to you. and unfortunately for both of us, i can't handle doing the first without getting the latter.
so once again.. i'm going to be a little bitch and cry myself to sleep. its been three months and i still can't manage to get you out of my head.

i'm really not built for this heartbreak bullshit.

it's raining, it's pouring

you were digging in too deep, and then you just got away [14 Jan 2006|08:30pm]
[ mood | numb ]

i had such high expectations as i watched the sun set in my rear view mirror. leaving behind six days of triumph and coincidence, i truly believed i would return to your open arms. not even the presentation of my heart in disk format could change your already made up mind. i suppose it makes perfect sense. the worst mistake of my life should result in the worst pain and most devastating loss. you chose door number two and i will keep my word. you aren’t trying to punish me. you aren’t really afraid. this is what will truly make you happy. i only wish that i could do such a wonderful job of lying to myself. with that i say goodbye to you, my first true love, and promise to never speak of us again. from now on, let’s talk about spaceships.

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[29 Dec 2005|04:37am]
[ mood | sad ]

i should stop listening to song lyrics and tying them in with my life.
maybe i'll make you a mixed cd.
i've learned that distracting myself from emptiness is a lot easier said than done.

1 drop| it's raining, it's pouring

[09 Dec 2005|04:47pm]
how is it that someone who makes you so happy can make you so fucking sad within one conversation?
i left you to find myself and ended up realizing that i’m completely lost without you.
referendum turned into a moratorium at your own command.
good fucking god i miss you.
it's raining, it's pouring

[29 Mar 2005|01:30am]
this is somewhat of a survey...
i need to know how many people know what the term "circle circle dot dot" means....
so. if you know what it means, pleeeease respond to this.
dig deep into your memories.. i really need to know how popular this phrase is/was.
thanks for you help!
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[09 Feb 2005|10:32pm]
i wanted to go grocery shopping today, but spencer is broke and i am lazy. maybe friday?
my class tomorrow is cancelled. i should be getting sloshed. that would make sense.
elise won't come out with me tonight, and for that, she should be shot.
its weird how much spencer inspires me. like i want to read and draw and sew and create all the time.
hah. but i don't, cause i spend all my time with him. i like it though.
i'm probably not making sense. i'm awful tired. dog tired.
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