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(4:33 pm - 04.18.2003 - fridayfive 4.18 - i feel )

ahh, another wonderful fridayfive.... read on my friends.

1. who is your favorite celebrity? i hate the whole concept of 'celebrity'... why are these people so speical, and why should we "celebrate" them? so i can't really say that i have a favorite.

2. who is your least favorite? jennifer aniston. what? you got a problem with that? too bad.

3. have you ever met or seen any celebrities in real life? yeah. the only actor i can remember meeting is jason schwartzman, but that's only because he's in phantom planet. i'm 1 degree of seperation from tons of celebrities, if that counts.. which it doesn't. but it's quite easy to see that i've met more musicians than actors.

4. would you want to be famous? why or why not? you know, i'm undecided. it would all depend on what i was famous for i guess, and how long it would last.

5. if you had to trade places with a celebrity for a day, who would you choose and why? there's gonna be a down side to anyone that i choose, right? i know it'd be a man, since i'm a woman, and would like to know what being a man is like... but aside from that... i don't really have an idea.

boring.... anyhow... after being up for 17 hours yesterday, i took the 3 1/2 hour drive over here, to harrisburg. i ended up getting here around 3:30. i got directions by myself, and just took off. i decided i really like driving on the highway. too bad the radio in the car really fucking sucks, and i blew out a fuse with my cd player. my cd player stopped working even before i got on the highway. it was so fucking frustrating.

but, i got here. i even went to places before i got to jakes house. i was all nervous about some of the directions, but i executed my trip flawlessly. when i got into camp hill, i stopped at the grocery store and called mom and told her i didn't make it at all, and i was broke down in pittsburgh. heh. and, as i was scanning thru the stations, i found the best. station. ever. but, now i can't find it. no fair. they were playing some fucking good headache music, and now when i turned on the same station today, they were playing amy grant. what the hell?

i ended up sleeping from 5pm - 9am. wow. i did wake up around 10pm, but since mom didn't wake me up before, i figured she wanted me to get as much sleep as i needed, and to tell you the truth, i could have slept more. tonite i think we're going out to eat and then going to bingo, so if i don't win, i'm out $50. last week mom won $500. insane. she owes me $200 so that's cool.

there isn't too much else to say. i'm so thankful i have a little time off from work. it's been so insane lately. i can't even begin to explain. but everyones job sucks, right? so why bother complaining? no one wants to hear that shit.

yeah, you say that i've hurt you-and your voice is like a prayer-yeah, well maybe i hurt you sometimes-but let's contrast and compare-lift up your shirt-the wound isn't there

~*~liz

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