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2004-10-07 - 9:18 p.m.

The first part of this entry is a repeat/comment from last entry and the second part is today�s real entry:
PART 1

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So I noticed a shit load of people tracking internet dirt through my journal but not leaving me any comments or notes...so hey if your gonna click/sneeze and wipe your dirty internet germs all over my lapel the least you could do is leave me a friggin note or comment... I don't like ghost traffic. Its not polite

Upon reading the answers to the census/survey I found someone who has heard of Rasputina. Wow someone has actually heard of Rasputina? that is awesome... so cool. now i just have to look for people who have heard of Holly Golightly... anyone?

In reference to nothing:
Yeah.... to those of you who know what is going on with the whole spanish class scandal.. I'm gonna ignore that comment...

PART 2:

Random questions I had today:
1. Eau de toilet...water of the toilet?
2. When an animal is spayed or neutered why do "they" call it getting fixed?
Seems to me they should call it getting broken...
3. Who are "they" and how did "they" get so smart/pretentious ?


Today:
Well, today was pretty boring for the most part. I only had one class because we don't have class on Monday or Tuesday for October Break (seems to be unique to our college) and our teachers decided to go easy on us in Physics and Chemistry. But the one class that I did have was, of course, Spanish. You can probably see where this is going. More drama to bring home to mama. (even though I said I wasn't going to comment on this issue I am.. I am not reliable in that sense). Surprisingly Money didn't say anything about Journal Invader version 4.katie maybe she hasn't read it yet...
I think I might be getting sick. I smell like hospitals. I feel bad for Money she has to sleep next to me in our small ass bed while I am wearing Old Lady with a Cold eau de toilet...

Old Lady with a Cold... imagine the bedpan, live in the bedpan.
Well maybe I don't smell like a bedpan or hospitals but I always seem to sweat more when I am sick and the sweat smells different... more bitter and acidic, which is a contradiction because bitter tastes/smells are associated with basic foods and such.
Well, actually I don't feel that bad for Money because she likes to do things to me while I am sleeping. Sometimes I feel a little molested... but I don't really care... I probably shouldn't have gone there. oh well.
I don't have to much more to say about today. so I'll probably write more tomorrow. But I might not write very much this weekend... like that matters to you... ha!

because riding on city buses for a hobby is sad

.trip. - .fall. - .bounce. - .ashes ashes . - .we all. - .fall down.

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So I noticed a shit load of people tracking internet dirt through my journal but not leaving me any comments or notes...so hey if your gonna click/sneeze and wipe your dirty internet germs all over my lapel the least you could do is leave me friggin note or comment... I don't like ghost traffic. Its not polite. And for those of you who leave me a comment, note, and/or guestbook entry thank you in advance! Don't have time you say? Well, then you could just give me a hug (see above). That only takes a second. Thanks!

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