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| Thursday, May 25th, 2006 | | 10:57 pm |
.resurrected.
1. Who are you? 2. Are we friends? 3. When and how did we meet? 4. How have I affected you? 5. What do you think of me? 6. What's the fondest memory you have of me? 7. How long do you think we will be friends? 8. Do you love me? 9. Do you have a crush on me? 10. Would you kiss me? 11. Would you hug me? 12. Physically, what stands out? 13. Emotionally, what stands out? 14. Do you wish I was cooler? 15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I? 16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. 17. Am I loveable? 18. How long have you known me? 19. Describe me in one word. 20. What was your first impression? 21. Do you still think that way about me now? 22. What do you think my weakness is? 23. Do you think I'll get married? 24. What makes me happy? 25. What makes me sad? 26. What reminds you of me? 27. If you could give me anything what would it be? 29. How well do you know me? 29. When's the last time you saw me? 30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? 31. Do you think I could kill someone? 32. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same? 33. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen? 34. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you? Current Mood: Inspired.Current Music: In Bed With Butch. | | Tuesday, June 15th, 2004 | | 2:43 am |
| | Monday, June 14th, 2004 | | 3:16 pm |
The salted rim inside us all...
| How to make a Unreflected |
Ingredients:
1 part pride
5 parts humour
1 part beauty |
Method:
Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of curiosity |
Current Mood: Stirred.Current Music: The Beatles - Revolution Number 9. | | Monday, May 31st, 2004 | | 10:59 pm |
Vegan Ketchup.
Now that Laura told me about the rat piss, I am so hesitant to continue drinking Diet Pepsi like before. Now I'm becoming compulsive about washing off the tops off all of the cans...or seeking a straw out of the depths of a kitchen that is straw-famished, when I forget to wash the top off before popping it open. Now, Capri Sun patches are useful to me...unless they're missing the straw. Anyway, I'm procrastinating. I hate writing typical entries about my day-to-day life in this thing since no one, I am sure, cares what the fuck I'm doing every day. However, I don't care now, because I'm going to catch "you" up...just for the record (and to occupy the process of procrastination)... Prom. It was awesome. I was hardly ever thinking about it ((planning)) before the very week of it, so all in all, I asked three people to come with me--all just as friends, of course. However, I went solo, instead. I had a lot of fun that way, and wasn't obligated to another person for that night(--not that all people with prom dates were). I did pretty damn well for getting everything else together within three days of prom, though. (Except for the dress from Judy, which I got a little earlier...a week earlier, or so. She hooked me up with almost no notice, so thank you very much! And that dress was hot. [ Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<no [...] $35>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] Now that Laura told me about the rat piss, I am so hesitant to continue drinking Diet Pepsi like before. Now I'm becoming compulsive about washing off the tops off all of the cans...or seeking a straw out of the depths of a kitchen that is straw-famished, when I forget to wash the top off before popping it open. Now, Capri Sun patches are useful to me...unless they're missing the straw.
Anyway, I'm procrastinating. I hate writing typical entries about my day-to-day life in this thing since no one, I am sure, cares what the fuck I'm doing every day. However, I don't care now, because I'm going to catch "you" up...just for the record (and to occupy the process of procrastination)...
Prom. It was awesome. I was hardly ever thinking about it ((planning)) before the very week of it, so all in all, I asked three people to come with me--all just as friends, of course. However, I went solo, instead. I had a lot of fun that way, and wasn't obligated to another person for that night(--not that all people with prom dates were). I did pretty damn well for getting everything else together within three days of prom, though. (Except for the dress from Judy, which I got a little earlier...a week earlier, or so. She hooked me up with almost no notice, so thank you very much! And that dress was hot. <No one can beat $35 for a prom dress.>) Kim and Laura were also dateless...because their prom dates screwed them over, it seems, a few days before the actual prom. Miscommunications, or something. So, we all got in our picture together, doing the Charlie's Angels pose. We look bad ass...smiles, corsages, and all...
But yeah, the whole prom experience was really fun, and everyone danced...through too many hours of bad music...till their feet hurt; then took their shoes off, and danced some more.
Yeah, I really love dancing. At Dracula's Ball (Saturday), I danced whenever possible, occasionally catching my breath. And then, Adam grinded with me for a long time; he had a very hard cock. Outside, Jim and I had an end of the night...conversation, and Laura wasn't too into him...but I think he may have been into her. Dracula's Ball isn't all that special, but is fun...and there are a lot of interesting people there, and some awesomely beautiful outfits..
On Friday, I saw Jerry Seinfeld perform his hilarious comedy act; Laura went with me, and slept over. He's so fucking awesome... and so is Lisa, for getting me tickets two days and -$80 before the show.
Tomorrow! I'm finally seeing Sarah again. What are we going to do? So many options... Hmm...Byberry.
Yeah, and on Wednesday, I work. Thursday, I guess I'm packing. And Friday...leaving for Wildwoods.
<I>...need...more...procrastination...<I/> | | Saturday, April 17th, 2004 | | 12:31 am |
Kulture.
There's a Kulture 215 show coming up this month--the 28th. I encourage everyone to go. Bring some friends, too, if you wanna help us out. We're trying to get as big a turnout as possible... So, in case you don't know anything about this, K215 is a bunch of poets performing together, generally in a small venue--in this case, RAMP Playground Clubhouse. The show is called Brok'n Englsh; it starts at 7:15, and tends to run about two hours. You won't be disappointed...unless you are easily offended. Current Mood: Mintily Numbed.Current Music: Mazzy Star - Taste Of Blood. | | Monday, April 12th, 2004 | | 4:40 pm |
Nothing? That says it all.
Easter Sunday. This was a crazy day of fun and nonstop activity and excitement, I'm sure. For someone. Really, Easter was not your average boring Sunday monotony this time around. It was more normal than a normal day having no holiday activity...but I think people expected too much. (Not me.) Of course, fireworks don't explode unless someone is there to set them off...even on the Fourth Of July. Understand? Right. I didn't sleep any last night. The weird thing--unless that's a normal aspect of this medicated infliction--is that I didn't get tired or want sleep really at all. Instead, I talked to my brother about nothing and everything, which happened to go hand-in-hand. I conversed like I was on a four hour roller coaster with a total stranger; the twists, turns, and loops take your mind everywhere, but you don't actually end up anywhere...except right where you started. The medicated conversation had substance, but all sleep was lost. Now that I've demonstrated one of the more positive side effects, I...have no idea what I was just going to say. Current Mood: Completely inverted.Current Music: Cradle. | | Saturday, April 10th, 2004 | | 12:42 pm |
Vegan Carob Chips.
I love chocolate. Love.In the midst of an argument, Phil doesn't respond. Phil is a codename. I guess it's because I've sucked all of the logic out of anything he would have argued back. Damn you Phil. Damn you... I'm feelin' eager. For what? I have no idea. I guess...eager to do something. Anything. Just...eager. I've taken a pill containing methylphenadate/ritalin. Prescribed. Just started with this, and..."they're still learning a lot about the effects." It's a newer thing that they're "trying out" on people, I guess. Children, mostly. Let's hope those severe chest pains customers have complained about don't start. Not all people can handle this new pill, I suppose. I'm sure I can, though. (That's what they all say.) I'm overly dramatic when bored. Dear God, my phone is loud. Each ring is like sticking your head inside of a donging Church bell. An amazingly pleasant sensation. You know what else causes amazingly pleasant sensations? Diet Pepsi. And chocolate. mmmmm.... Current Mood: The effects of Concerta.Current Music: Snoring Blaise. | | Saturday, April 3rd, 2004 | | 4:49 pm |
There are about six hundred plays this weekend. I'm only trying to make it to two, though: Dougherty's, and the one for my school. Not too sure either one's going to happen, though... I miss some of the people that go to that crazy Catholic school--and a lot of them are stage crew for the play, so it'd be a convenient way to see them all at once. A lot of people I used to know from CD don't even go there anymore, though. Such as Jessie, who lives miles away now. (And I still wonder about the mysterious disappearance of Father Grumm.) I heard that the play was horrible, but that's okay. I got a new puppy--Yellow Labrador Retriever--named Blaise, who is insanely cute. He gets along fairly well with my other dog , but bites his tail and walks with it in his mouth. =\
+ I miss Byberry.
Current Mood: I don't know...
Current Music: Red Hot Chille Peppers - Around The World. | | Sunday, February 22nd, 2004 | | 10:21 pm |
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I am so red and black. I want to write--I have nothing important to say. So, a warning...this entry will be dull and pointless. Have fun. On Friday, I went out at around eight 0' clock. Went to Dana's, and acquired Amy on the way. There was a house full of kids this time, and they were pretty asleep when we got there, but they seemed to cry every time someone fell on them or something (heh, if you know what I mean...and I'm sure you don't). We watched American Wedding after sitting at the kitchen table for forty-seven years. Later on, after the movie, we sat once again at the table, then went to bed at four. I got a strangely wrapped batch of cigarettes on Saturday morning. Amy left before I woke up, of course; but I left shortly after. Eventually, I got to the train stop, where a man was waiting. He didn't say hi, but his occasional glances out of the corner of his eye said enough. Train came. Short (but windy-cold) walk to the vegan joint. Ice cream cloaked in multi-coloured sprinkles with a cone. Then...I started work at The Wooden Shoe (which is a volunteer deal). I was actually the only one working for about an hour, at one point, in which case the only person of the night decided to use a credit card to purchase her...purchase. I had NO fucking idea what I was doing, so she was there for almost the entire hour that I was there for. I indeed felt like a brainless idiot. I now have a pretty good idea what I'm doing when it comes to the cash register, though. And...I slept till 5:something p.m. today. Cha-ching. Current Mood: Matched.Current Music: Depeche Mode - Strangelove. | | Sunday, January 25th, 2004 | | 10:17 pm |
Strange Coincidences.
I went to Billiards pool hall on Friday night with Dana and Amy at around 8:something, or earlier. We played at Table 2. We really aren't very proficient pool players. I got nervous when the guys at Table 1 stared at me as I was about to take a shot. Every time I noticed him doing that, I like.. missed the white ball, or hit it awkwardly enough to make the tip of my stick go further than it. But Dana kept chalkin' it up, and I was able to hit semi-okay once again. The one chick that was there came over to our table to turn our personal pool table light on since we were in the dark the whole time and didn't know we had control of the situation. About an hour later, she apoligized for it, then offered me beer. The walk out was much unanticipated because of the bitter cold... It was a short walk to the bus stop, but caused us to freeze anyway. Heather's birthday is today, and her friends who kidnapped her on Friday took her to Billiards that night, and she was there just as we were leaving. But I found out after that night, and never saw her. Weird coincidence, though. Playing pool, we found, is actually a big target for numerous sex-related comments to be made. | | Tuesday, January 20th, 2004 | | 3:57 pm |
Caffeine (continued).
...I keep spilling coffee! So far, the largest portion of my coffee has been spilled, not consumed. I no longer have an extremely limited supply of coffee in my house, and I'm taking full advantage of this. Dunkin Donuts coffee = the shit. Current Mood: Wired.Current Music: Nine Inch Nails - Ringfinger. | | Monday, January 19th, 2004 | | 4:26 pm |
Hype.
When I skip the act of sleeping for over 24 hours, I tend to want to stay up more and more... and more. Caffeine picked me up when I felt like I had to pass out anywhere as long as I happened to fall comfortably. I know I shouldn't have massive amounts of caffeine like this... but today is an exception. As are many days, actually. ...I don't want to get better! Current Mood: Ultimately Caffeinated.Current Music: NIN. | | Sunday, January 11th, 2004 | | 1:47 am |
"a nippy day"
I went to Byberry tonight; it was surprisingly warm... enough inside. We didn't put use to the heater that was in someone else's room, but it was a thousand times better than waiting for three buses, all of which took at least a half hour. I only got to stay for a worth-it less than two hours, but I'm really glad I went, as it's always great to see everyone. Not too, too many people were there (7); it's rare to find handfuls of people when the weather isn't right.
My sister came to get me at around 12:00, which was a much better form of transportation than frozen bus waits.
As we were heading back, we got some regrettable Taco Bell food. I got three orders of a side of pinto beans. Although I found an unpleasant patch of beef in the third one, ruining the possibility of ever ordering that again, the first two were quite tasty.
Actually, the time before this, when I ordered food from Taco Bell, I had another unfortunate run-in with beef. They love putting beef in things. I ordered a Taco Salad, making it all specific, but left out one slightly important piece of information... beans instead of meat. All of my veggies sat on a pile of beef. (Thank you, Laura, for helping me out with that one.)
Things have not been looking good, lately, but all we can do is hope/pray for the best. And, believe me, we all are.
Current Mood: Chilly. | | Tuesday, January 6th, 2004 | | 4:49 pm |
Letter to the man.
Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl.
It really wasn't my fault what happened at Alex Trebek's Christmas party. It was Jerry Seinfeld who spiked the punch with too much Soco. I can't help it if I drank twenty seven glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like Strawberry Muffin-Cake.
I thought it was funny when I put Pam Dimonia's thong on my head and danced the headbanging on the loveseat while singing `Spice Up Your Life'. I didn't mean to break Alex Trebek's cellular device and don't know why Alex Trebek would sue me for rape.
I don't remember calling Johnny Afro's wife a flambouyant raunchy pig---even though she looked like one with red eye shadow and blue lipstick!
And when I threw up on Stephen King's husband's clitoris, it was only because I ate too much of that vegan pie.
After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my unicycle through my neighbor's chimney. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a sexual anteater and have me arrested for drug abuse!
So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all trippy and homosexual. And I'm really not to blame for any of this thorough stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!
Sincerely and fucking yours,
Carisa (Really a nice girl!)
P.S. It's only thirty eight bucks! | | Tuesday, December 30th, 2003 | | 3:00 pm |
What a day, when Jesse is back and not calling me at all.
Today I visited Manor College and applied two number tattoos to my skin. Manor College resembles my grade school, and doesn't appeal to me due to it's small size. The woman guiding our tour was nice, though. I don't think I'll even apply there. The two numbers are 24 and 10. They are not at all swanky, but look good on me. Current Mood: Chubby. | | Monday, December 22nd, 2003 | | 1:40 pm |
My hearing is still.. off, a little. Either from the concerts or from getting sick. Not sure either one makes sense, though. (Four days since the last concert... Should they still be ringing?! Does being sick alter your hearing?)  What Nervous Habit are You? Find out!(Taken from __stupid_girl.) The sickness is *finally* starting to go away. :) At least there's no school for the wonderful gap that is sixteen days long. Current Mood: Ill. | | Sunday, December 21st, 2003 | | 6:35 pm |
I'm sore all over, and I can't heal myself with anything. This is definitely the worst pain I've ever felt. Heard this sickness is going around... Symptizzoms: My head throbs with constant pain (especially when I cough or sneeze), I've had to blow my nose so many times that the skin around it is SO very sore by now..., my entire body aches, and I really can't explain that.., my throat is super-sore, and most of all my spine, which aches like woah. (Hopefully I'll heal up before December 25th.. so I can start my shopping.... Yeah, that's right.) Current Mood: 20,000 Leagues Under Par. | | Thursday, December 18th, 2003 | | 3:45 pm |
| | Thursday, December 11th, 2003 | | 10:46 pm |
| | Sunday, December 7th, 2003 | | 7:03 pm |
J-U-D-G-M-E-N-T.
This weekend was okay. It didn't feel like I missed out on much, since not much occurred, due to snow. I went out on Friday, to see Dead Enemy Suicide and Left To Vanish at Club HP, which was a kick-ass show, and then was driven to the 70 bus stop. Herman and I took the 70 together. We need cars. He had a total of three buses, and I had two. It was convenient how both of my buses just happened to be there right on time. I was shocked, as this is Septa we're talking about. Such great Septa service, for the only time in my life. And it couldn't have been at a better time, seeing as it was bitterly cold outside. The worst part was actually the one-block walk to my house from 7-11. I didn't go out at all on Saturday or Sunday. Instead, I watched two good movies for the first time. Citizen Ruth was one, and Swimming With Sharks was the other. The ladder was an incredible movie, in my opinion. It's witty, scathing, twisted, and harsh. I highly recommend it... You know those words that everyone generally knows how to spell? The words like "a lot," ... and other words I can't think of right now... but often, they're misspelled. Well, I've had the word "very" in the past. I thought, for the longest time, that you spelled it like this: verry. Two r's. Some chick in like second grade told me that that was how it is spelled, when I asked her. So, unfortunately, I never forgot what she said. Well... today I just learned how to spell the word "judgment." I always thought that it was "judgement." It was actually by spell-checking this entry (before I deleted the beginning) that I learned to eliminate the e.... Current Mood: Antsy! |
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