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(9:31 am - 05.03.2002 - nik is a saint - i feel )


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congrats to peaches on her 311th entry!

have you guys seen the new ore-ida funky fries???? cocoa fries? cinnamon and sugar fries? blue fries? marilyn and i are going to try the cocoa fries on monday cause she's a choco-holic. the cinnamon and sugar fries are described as being "perfect for breakfast". heh.

nik invited me to go to x-fest with him! i'm so happy! he asked if i was going, and i told him the situation (i want to go, but no one else can) and he said "let's go!" yay. i wonder if i should ask amira if she wants to go. hmmm. i made sure i turned in my note to get off too. whew. there goes $35. = ( but at least i'll get to go.

man, i feel awful. mom called last nite and left me a message practically begging me to call her because she was afraid that some invisible tornado was going to get me. nothing exciting ever happens in verona, so i don't know what she's worrying about. i was going to call her, but she's at her boyfriends house across the state, and i didn't want him to answer, or one of his kids. i guess i'll try calling her later on today.

i don't know why i decided to write an entry today, i really have nothing new to report. aside from the "i'm going to x-fest", but, i can't make a page long entry just about that.

everyone called off from work last nite. it was pretty much just marilyn and i. whatever.

i have this tiny obsession. i need to shake it.

for some reason, after i get something in the mail, like a package, i'm always checking my front porch everytime i walk by the door, just incase there's a surprise package there for me. i have some weird obsessive habits.

what happened to the truth behind the advice mothers used to give "if you can cook, you'll catch a man"? dude, i can sooo cook. where's my man? hehe. i guess the advice didn't specify if the man you'd catch would be one that you'd actually want...

i know there are a ton of bands playing at x-fest, but i forget who else besides static-x and unwritten law will be there. i know tenacious d is going to be there, but i really can't stand them. here are some more bands playing. i thought there were more, but i guess that will have to do. i don't know if i should just go to ge and get my tix there or order them online. oh the dilemma.

another weird dream last nite. i was stalking mark. after he left his house, i broke into his room and took a pillow case, and inside said pillow case was a violin and a basketball. somehow that dream turned into me laying in my bed telling the lead singer of slipknot that he was "so cute". ummm. puke. corey taylor or whatever his name is. then corey turned into different things. something along the lines of psycho killer wrestlers. one of these wrestlers just happened to be a very violent, slightly modified version of audrey II from little shop of horrors. all i know is that i woke up with my last memory being caught in between 2 huge plant jaws. i have to stop taking so many drugs. heh.

have i mentioned i love leaving work early? the less time i spend there, working, the happier i am. i beat the garbage man last nite. i thought about letting him get the best of me, but in the end, i came out victorious, like for sure. (and incase you don't know, every thursday nite i have an imaginary battle with the garbage man. he loves it when i forget to put the garbage out for him. he beats me way more than you could even imagine.) and on that note, i guess i'll be off to have more trippy non-drug induced dreams.

this whole damn world can fall apart-you'll be ok follow your heart-you're in harms way-i'm right behind-now say you're mine

~*~liz

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