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(8:34 am - 06.30.2002 - mom and stuff - i feel )

i'm not in the mood to write at all. so why am i?

i have to say "hiya!" to laura. so "hi laura!"

on friday i got a letter from steph. i was incredibly happy to get an actual hand written letter in the mail. that made my day.

friday i was up way too long. i woke up around 8 pm thursday nite and went until 1am friday nite. i had plans with mom. we just went to target in the waterfront. i didn't buy anything interesting. unless you find laundry detergent intersting. it was rain fresh gain, cause i know you just had a desire to know that. i did pick up the new our lady peace cd. i had 2 others in my hands as well (thursday and nonpoint) but, my wallet is running thin.

i did pick up this neat thing that i've always wanted, but i put that back too, because of the $ situation. (it's an electric sno-cone maker/ice shaver, for those of you too lazy/uninterested to click in the link - the one i had was only $25 though). my mom and i had fun making jokes about the lemonader.

mom had to get home and take her meds, so we made a stop at the giant eagle down there to get ingredients to make this greek lasagna, called pestetsio, as you can tell, i have no clue how to spell it. i've had a craving for it since mom moved. we made it together. it was fun. while it was baking i got really dizzy. by then i had been up for 24 hours. then dinner was ready. ray came upstairs and ate with us too. then we had to go to ikea cause mom needed a new desk for her new computer, which has a cd burner. i'm green with envy. damnit. i want a new computer. fuck, i want a lot of things.

mom finally drove me home around quarter past midnite. i was dragging. she loaded me up with some pestetsio.

so anyhow, i got home and talked to mark a bit, and ended up breaking the vcr i bought just a few months ago. fuck! just when i thought i wouldn't have to buy anything for awhile.... here i go, breaking shit. this was purely by accident too. something i knew would happen, and did nothing to prevent it. oh well, i can go without a vcr for awhile, cause i'm gonna have to. i have a dvd player, but i only have 2 dvds, and they are both live concerts. oh well.

(07.01.2002 - 8:16 am)

well. yeah. what else is there to say? i'm mad at chad. i called saturday nite to see if i worked, and he told me no. i asked if he was sure, and he said yes. well, when i went in tonite, i was infact, supposed to work saturday nite. weird thing was, ed didn't call, and he didn't even mark me down as a no show. i wasn't supposed to work last nite either. but since keith called off, i got to say. yay. good thing i did though, cause there was a ton of work to be done, and not enough people to go around.

hehehe. finally let's sing it.com added some of the 311 lyrics i submitted. yay! but they still have down listed under the transistor album, and clearly, that ain't right.

so now i'm tired, and my back hurts. everyone seems to be mad at me lately. i guess i should take care of that. i really don't have the patience to deal with anyone. so there. deal with that!!!!! maybe you're all mad at me just because of the fact that i'm the ultra-bitch from hell. there's something to think about.

i remember in 9th grade all i listened to was dookie by green day. i'm rediscovering that album. just a random note there.

she-she's figured out-all her doubts were someone else's point of view-waking up this time-to smash the silence with the brick of self control-are you locked up in a world-that's been planned out for you-are you feeling like a social tool without a use

~*~liz

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