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[21 Mar 2012|12:01am] |
Well, I hope everyone enjoyed my hugs-on-wheels campaign on Sunday. Just so you know, I would have done that while I was sober, too. Just...less giggling, I think, and not so many goo goo g'joobs. Or hiding under a table in the library for an hour - that I could have done without. I hope everyone else has recovered well! I won't ask questions; I'm sure there are quite a few unhappy people out there. I hope some of us had fun, though.
Sam, I do believe I still owe you a hug!
[Filtered to Zack]
I'm sorry. I feel like I keep messing up.
[Filtered to Jazz]
It was great getting to hug/meet you! You seemed rather sad, so if you'd ever like to talk, I'm a safe space!
[Filtered to Jonathan]
Saturday night was oodles of fun, wasn't it? Thank you for letting me crash with you. Speaking of crash, you dropped like a limp noodle. You know how lucky you were that I caught you?
[Filtered to Tanner]
Last night was the best! You were in an extra wonderful mood, weren't you! Completely infectious! I hope you like the recipes I brought, especially the spiced orange tea. It's one of my favorites!
[Private]
I feel myself further relieved that I live off campus. In some moments, I really feel...I don't know. I knew he was Zeus before he even said anything, so I know my senses aren't faulty. And there are others, too. Always others I feel drawn to. I don't know why, but I don't think I'll ever be used to the feeling. I will always be Iris and I love it, but...sometimes I just want to be Blythe.
I think I've exhausted myself this past week. Perhaps I should...take a long walk. Tomorrow.
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[21 Mar 2012|04:22am] |
Do you guys think John Donne got laid a lot? I've been thinking about it, and he wrote all those poems about getting it on before they die... I wonder if it ever worked. Not that I'd try, but you know, it'd just be cool if it did. I heard he was kind of a dick in real life, but that goes along with the whole playboy image or something. I dunno. I just think it'd be pretty sweet if ladies went ga-ga for his poems.
Which they should, because the written word is totally awesome. It's right up there with football and Jeremy Lin and klondike bars. That's pretty fucking high up there.
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[21 Mar 2012|06:07pm] |
So. Tattoo talk. Sleeves? Yes or yes?
I've been meaning to get them as it were, but, I don't know, its such a huge display of art that I don't want to just pick something I'm not really happy with and regret it later. I'm too excited about the very idea of getting them that I'm afraid I would settle just so that I could have them.
I also need to save up the money first.
But! My point is: Ideas? Any artists out there who want to help create something with me?
I also wanted to add that I'm still looking for someone who wouldn't mind running a dance club. Come on guys, it'll be fun~! I'd do it, but as mentioned before, I suck at organization.
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[21 Mar 2012|06:19pm] |
[Text to Aria]
I'm sorry about the last couple of days. Eros was fucking with us.
I can understand if you're pissed off at me or whatever.
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[21 Mar 2012|06:24pm] |
Oh, little girl little girl. What part of you thought it was okay to give me a pamphlet on your stupid God and ask me if I have been saved? You're stupid, and that is why I took your pamphlets and threw them away. You aren't allowed to talk to people if you can't muster even the slightest ounce of deductive reasoning.
I think I may change my major. Again.
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[21 Mar 2012|08:51pm] |
I'm so excited that it is finally spring! It means I'll be able to take the gardening club out of the greenhouse so we can harvest and cultivate edible native plants. I'll have to dig my books out to see what you can find in Colorado, I'm unfamiliar with the native species of plants. It will be a learning experience!
With the nice weather we're going to be having, people will want to get out and start running, biking and walking. I hope everyone takes every single precaution possible. Things like Road ID's and reflective and safety gear may seem a ridiculous, but they really can mean the difference between life and death.
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[21 Mar 2012|09:34pm] |
Is everyone done going crazy I'm glad that things have calmed down. We had some very odd customers at the coffee shop during the weekend.
If you had powers, where would you What's the Black Wood like?
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I won't be in classes for the rest of the week, because not only have I come down with a nasty case of the sniffles, but I also ache like hell because someone screwed my brains out for like two days straight and I still want more messed up my ankle again. That's what I get for trying to roller skate home from work while on cold meds.
[filter; aidan]
Hey... long time no talk.
You must hate I think it's best if we
I think we should. Talk, that is.
[filter; arron]
Thank you.
[filter; ben]
Arron says you 'fucked' with us, and while I refuse to believe you would do that to me, if you did I've decided I can't be mad. However, I do need my bestie something fierce. Let me know when we can talk.
[filter; private]
"When you leave me,
The bed is empty,
And I feel crazy,
Cause I didn't say anything.
I wish you would tell me,
How you really feel,
But you never tell me,
Cause that's not our deal..."
Never have lyrics spoken the truth so hard. I'm sitting in bed listening to this song on repeat, wearing his shirt, occasionally checking out the marks he left, feeling like a total lamer because I miss him already, and wishing nothing will change but knowing it already has.
This sucks so bad.
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