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Thursday, January 06, 2005

I really want an avacado. They just look so neat, with that creamy green inside and bocci ball-like pit. It's always been a dream of mine to have an avacado.

AP today:

"Refrigerator of Life"
"Why do they change the (grammar) rules? Why? Like there's just not enough pressure on teens today!"
"I had a dream I asked Kirstie Ally to the Prom. She turned me down. I'm not sure what that means."


Prancing Hell-raiser. Ego-centric. Operatic Bravado. Elegant Calamity. Agile Traipser.
white gloves and a predisposition for knocking things off the counter.



My uncles are coming up for the graduation party. re: Andy, Bruce, Gilly, David, Red. Watch out ladies.


there is an old cliche under your Monet, baby remember the arch of roses right above your couch if you can keep a secret I got a blanket in the back seat of my mind and a little place that sits beneath the sky I wanna shine on in the hearts of men I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand I need direction to perfection I got soul, but I'm not a soldier the day is breaking, we're still here boy, one day you'll be a man oh girl, he'll help you understand I look at you and smile because I'm fine


10 days



ash @ 6:45 PM