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since 11.23.01

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(7:58 am - 05.02.2002 - bad turned worse - i feel )

oh no, i smell something burning! i'll be right back! oh man. the last time i made french fries in the oven, one of them decided to take a suicide jump and landed at the very bottom of the oven. now it's nice and charred. i couldn't take it out just yet, cause i didn't want to catch myself on fire (and believe me, somehow i would), so i'll have to wait after i'm done cooking my uncle ben's sausage, egg and biscuit breakfast bowl. true, i could have saved the 30 minutes it took for the oven to pre-heat, and the 35 minutes that it'll take for the bowl to actually cook if i just would have thrown the little sucker right in the microwave for 3 minutes, but hey, most of this frozen crap turns out better if you throw it in the oven. so we'll see. the scary thing about this so-called 'breakfast bowl' is that if i ate 2 of them, i would be 16% over my daily allotted cholesterol level. and it contains 20 grams of fat. jesus h christ. things are just so unhealthy! i'm gonna stick to just water soon!

anyhow. tonite was patrick's last nite at work. god, i'll miss that kid. well not really, cause he wasn't there too often near the end anyways. fucking punk. that's how i addressed his card. i gave him a cupcake with a clown head sticking out of the top and the decorator had also drawn these huge clown like tits on the one side of the cupcake. a picture would have done it's justice, without it, it's not as funny. but i must say, being the pig that patrick is, he went right to the clown chest and licked them right off. we exchanged numbers, but i know i'll never call him, and he'll probably never call me. i'm fine with that.

good news though, (and i don't want to jinx myself by typing this) but, i don't think i'll have to go to the hospital! the 'problem' i'm pretty sure has left. if it comes back tonite or sooner than in another month, i will cry. april was just pure hell for me. i've never been thru anything that uncomfortable in dealing with my body and stuff. so i'm keeping my fingers crossed that it stays awayyyyyy.

i tell ya, last nite was just awful. it was a total murphy's law nite. if anything could go wrong, it did. i was still pissed about the whole missing book thing, and my day didn't get any better. although i did end up folding all my laundry. to start it off, i couldn't go to sleep in the morning. that just sets the tone for the whole nite. then, i forgot ed was on tonite, and i didn't wake up until 8:40. caught 20 minutes of the show. quickly took a shower, and got ready, so i could catch greg the bunny, wound up breaking my zipper. while fixing that, i figured out that greg the bunny was either on at an earlier time, had been moved to a different nite, or just plain wasn't on.

i wasn't able to fix the zipper, and somewhere in that span of time, i realized that my necklace wasn't on my neck. i never take off my necklace, or my earrings. before when i was at work, my necklace had broken, and i lost 2 charms because of it. well, this time, everything is gone! it's not in the bed. with my luck, it probably went down the drain in the shower. great. just great. while talking to mark, i thought i had 15 minutes till i had to leave for work, but the clock in the computer said i had to go. my watch mysteriously had changed the time on me. 15 minutes slow. fixed it and went to work. zipper still broken.

thankfully mike was working, so that cheered me up. patrick actually showed up, so that was a plus. i started to work, while carrying a case of olives, the side of the box just disintegrated making at least 9 jars of olives crash onto the floor, resulting in 2 broken jars. but, that was really the end of the awful nite. i really hope tomorrow doesn't bring more awful things my way.

i can't wait till the 10th. all the college friends are coming home. well, joe and jess at least. yay! i'll actually have friends here! i can call them up, and they'll come over! imagine the possibilities! when really, most of the time, we just end up back at jess's house, drinking her water, and watching blind date (who would name their child roger lodge anyhow?), the 5th wheel, and other cheesy dating shows. but anything is fun with them around.

there are 7205 people on diaryland listing linkin park as one of their favorite bands. wow. and only 573 people like 311. it's weird to see the top 20 favorite bands of the people in diaryland. seems like everyone has a template or whatever too. pretty many of the diaries i read everyday are self designed. so that's cool. yeah, can you tell that i really have nothing to write about and i'm just doing an excellent job at taking up precious internet space? bwahaha. evilness. pure, pure unadulterated evilness. i will leave you now.

laugh about it-shout about it-when you've got to choose-every way you look at it you lose

~*~liz

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