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From your newest Bone Room girl [01 Apr 2006|07:52am] [ mood | ecstatic ] I got the job. And though it doesn't end there...I think it is truly an excellent beginning. I love my boss, I love my coworkers, and I even love all the little bitch work I have to do. I've even gotten over my fear of catching crickets. :) «5 screamers howl»

I couldn't have asked for a better weekend [27 Mar 2006|10:09am] [ mood | content ] I'll let the photos speak for themselves. ...now, onto the rest ( of the photos ) «4 screamers howl»

it was a good day. [19 Mar 2006|07:56pm] [ mood | content ] [ music | Pinhead Gunpowder - Second Street ] ....and not just because of the gelato. «6 screamers howl»

lesson of the day : irony is not my friend. [19 Mar 2006|12:15am] [ mood | sleepy ] [ music | KMFDM - Mysterious Ways ] When are East Bay motorists not ass holes? Aside from that and a deranged homeless man chucking a McDonalds cup at my car whilst I was stopped at a red on my way to pick Mum up from work, my day was pretty good. I watched Crash this morning, after changing out of the clothes I fell asleep in. It was certainly intense, but no where near as overwhelming as Requiem for a Dream. I really need to stop spending the "pocket money" I make at the Knitting Circle on yarn. Having no money to feed yourself is never good news (though that wasn't much of a problem today, since Mum paid for a fucking delicious lunch). In other news : I discovered the best chai. Ever. And drinking soup out of a tea cup is just down right classy. Knitting Circle was slow. Theatre work? Ha. BUSY. I can't believe we've had V for Vendetta since opening day, in our number one screen, and I still haven't seen it. Waiting for certain people to come home, I suppose. Now if you'll all excuse me, I'm tired and I have to pee. post script : If it isn't disjointed, I'm not the one writing it. howl»

[16 Mar 2006|08:31pm] [ mood | ugh ] sooooo...apparently dad can afford to spend ten days in paris with his girlfriend but is lacking in funds to help his daughter pay for her college tuition? note to self : never believe anything your father says to you ever again.

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