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from refusal :
Hi, thanks for your message. It's nice to know I'm not going crazy (well, maybe I am, but still, never mind...)
from t-120 :
BLAH
from equivocal :
Blah.
from t-120 :
Oh, but that conversation was important! It meant so much to me... I'm a new person because of the words we shared. :P I really might go to Walmart and get me some 'a that, though. I love zippers.
from loudandclear :
lemme tell ya...sexual acts with boys are not as fun as they sometimes appear. i didn't kissed until i was 17...i could have waited longer. nothing that great. but 7th grade? no class.
from bends :
Yours is truthfully the most adorable diary I've ever read. It's so fucking cute.
from itsolga :
Amazing amazing diary
from techrat :
jareth is so incredibly attractive. i love labrynth.
from monkeywrench :
this dots layout of yours is super neat times fifty-seven. seriously.
from brokenashes :
hey i'll be moving soon, just so you know i will be using the sn 'niap' thanx for adding me to your favoirte =)
from theluckyone :
My little girl is all grown up and saving China, not to mention sex dancing! Time Warp rules!!!!! You can kiss that calf goodbye Fat Man!!!
from theluckyone :
LOVE YA CARMEN even when u feel disfunctional! so when ur sad turn that frown to the left or something like that.
from undesirable :
Well, by some chance that person is me. I know what a lamb sweetbread is and am willing to explain it to you without pointing and laughing and making you cry... A sweetbread is, well, it's gross but it's generally the thymus gland of a cow. Therefore making it the thymus gland of a lamb I suppose. Some sort of delicacy, supposedly. Sounds gross to me. By the way...I like your diary, oh and one of my good friends desgined your layout....loserkid that is. It's pretty nifty. Check my diary out if ya please. =) *Casey*
from jessieescola :
uh, i hope you'll forgive me for butting in, but i was just about to leave a note for tinbucker (who i have a giant crush on, tee-hee) and noticed your note. that's hilarious about that not actually making it out of your mouth.
from aviclark :
Thanks for joining the Ed, Edd, 'n' Eddy diaryring! :)
from loudandclear :
reading your entries is a fun thing. i don't know. what's your lj name? add me. "jamiex"
from theluckyone :
I love you Carmen. Dead horse/Uncle Ned. I can see how you got messed up.
from theluckyone :
if i were you i would watch ur back special k u never know when killer gorillas could attack the city.....
from equivocal :
Aaarrghhh.
from adidaschica :
Yes, and I love you =)
from praiseandrew :
raise the praise to andrew!
from alec :
on pasta - it ruined my life, actually. Once I went to college and left home, I started eating pasta way too often because it's so easy. And I ended up hating it, from the sheer overdose&abuse. Maybe in some months I'll it it again, when I have been off for long enough ^_^
from brokenashes :
thanx! and also thanks for sticking around when i've stopped updating, but now i'm back. =)
from tinbucker :
woohoo 'Queen of the french fry realm!' you rule.
from tinbucker :
I wish I had 'dots,' or even knew what they were. We don't have candy in the Canada, we chew on the gum and sap of pine trees. It puts hair on our chests, but alas, I fear it's not the same ... not the same as candy, I mean. Also, I'm so glad you didn't think I was one of those guys. :)
from tinbucker :
Wonderful layout. Wonderful.
from tinbucker :
Illogical, shmillogical... I'm going to get rich by inventing fish bacon and patenting it. And I'll be like, "Who's laughing now, you dumb bastards," as my miraculous fish bacon sizzles and pops in people's frying pans, and becomes like, the world's most popular food. But until then, peace out, yo.
from tinbucker :
I think bacon comes from animal butts. Err, maybe from the 'rump' of an animal. Hahaha... rump. I'm stressed, cause I want to write in my diary, but I think there're people who I know reading it. Maybe I'm just paranoid, but I don't like it. I don't like it at all. I don't think they have fish bacon, or like, goat or cow bacon. Just pigs and turkeys, as far as I know. It's a crazy world we live in.
from tinbucker :
!bacon!
from smulie :
That's some scary lookin' fish!
from tinbucker :
I'd love to make you a layout, and um, I don't really know you, you know? But, sometimes, your entries sound really sad, and I... hope you end up feeling better, and you find strength not to freak out and feel shitty, and that you end up strong, and happy, and... I know you will. plenty of love, tinbucker.
from tinbucker :
Hi, and hello! Cd burners are fun, when they work. You can make mix CDs that alternate between the Misfits and Ace of Base, and everyone will think you're weird. It's almost time for the new Degrassi. It better be on this week, otherwise, what will I do? ... Schoolwork? haha. Anyhoo, can you do me a little favour? If you can, go to manslaughter.diaryland.com (that's where I test half-finished layouts), and tell me what you think (it's a half-finished layout I'm making for someone). peace out, and rock on.
from kneesocks :
yea for the cindy sherman pic!
from youlostme :
oh man. i think i just completely chipped my tooth! all that grinding and ice chewing is catching up to me. i always wondered if i could break a tooth right in half and be able to see the nerve. i hope i can't.
from tinbucker :
Whoa... You wrote a big, overwhelming note. Overwhelming in its content, that is. Big rats, cookies, handicapped man from New Delhi, old woman's enema, meth lab, mumus... I... holy shit, that's some crazy stuff. So, are you like psyched to get the fuck out? Or like, do you like it? I'm assuming you have access to forests, and real nature, which would be really awesome. I saw a goat at a petting zoo once, and it tried to eat my shirt. I think they starve the goats so they'll clamor for the food that children get from those goat-feed dispensers.
from tinbucker :
If in this notes-box, I could somehow convey my hummed-rendition of the wicked running-sequence music from the late seventies motion picture Rocky, I most certainly would. Anyhoo, your town should get in on the whole prison-industry-complex craze that's sweeping small towns across the America. Do you have like, um, a town hall, and special hats, and like, a pork-derby?
from loudandclear :
yeah, i know what you mean. i think i did the exact same thing. knowing ahead of time what i was going to get. but i wanted them to fall for me. but i guess it got me close with alex. [the main fuck around boy]...just don't let your expectations every get TOO high. good luck. xoxo.
from loudandclear :
it's fine. i guess there is nothing that many people can say. and sympathy helps nothing, right? i'm 18. never had a REAL boyfriend. i've only fooled around with a couple of boys. don't you allow that to happen, ok? xoxo.
from adidaschica :
Oh wait I forgot to tell you what my favorite line from the love letter I wrote Paula was... "Your rosy cheeks (aka your ass) make me melt like butta in a fryin pan"
from adidaschica :
ITS MY TURN DAMMIT! Okay I feel better. Carmy - Have I told you lately that I loveeeeee you? I do. Yup, Mmhmm. I still have your presents, I need to herd my ass over to Bethany sometime. Let's see, since you are not at school you could... Write letters?! Umm.. you could bake stuff. (no, that'd make ya somethin like Martha Stewart,m'dear) Hmm, you could always come to Princeton and clean my room for me =D or not... Uhh... Hmm. I dunno write a love letter to a female friend. (I wrote Paula one and signed it a secret admirer she was goin nuts all day, til i told her i wrote it. "You're SICK, Kami, but I love you, too." haha.) Anyway, that's goin in my senior book. Anyway, Yes Anyway, oh and anyway. (sorry i like that word...) I got put on another antidepressant and its makin my ass spassssstastic. and the scary thing is, I LIKE IT! ahhh.. Anyway I miss you, hope to talk to you soon Buhbye now.
from smulie :
23 people - that is insane. tinbucker - i live in your city and I'm not dumb. So change that to 2,499,998 people in our city who are dumb (I took you off too)
from tinbucker :
23 people! That's completely insane! 23 people! So, like, do you know all of them, and stuff? There's 2.5 million people in the city I live in, and they're all dumb. (hello youlostme, pleased to meet you)
from tinbucker :
Sure, I see where you're coming from. I'd walk up a hill for a tomato too, because tomatoes are tasty.
from youlostme :
i am toasty. like toast! but you can't eat me! i missed talking to you today. mmmhhhmm. no one else tells vagina skittle stories! ha. hahahhaa. also: i feel like i should say something to mr. tinbucker since the two of use seem to dominate your notes. (hi tinbucker!)
from tinbucker :
I did not know they made those. They make everything in the America, don't they? Like, snack-food-wise, I mean... It's fucked. And everything in the America has a lot of sodium. I mean, I ate at a KFC in America, and there were like, biscuits, for fucks sake!  Biscuits; can you believe that? Biscuits, and mashed potatoes, and everything had so much sodium in it!  I got really high today. love, tinbucker.
from youlostme :
it's 1:25 and i am eating a turkey and cheese and salami and roast beef sandwich. i just got oil and vinegar on the keyboard! oh, this is living.
from tinbucker :
No, no, that wasn't too much. You're right, sometimes a roof and food aren't enough. But personally, whenever I think I'm thinking like that, I just think about people sleeping on the street, people in the 3rd world, people with barely enough money to put food on the table, people with serious disabilities, etc., and then I realize, that ok, my shit is bad, but there are other people who have it so much worse than I do. :p I don't think there's anyway to obtain true happiness. My armchair philosopher / teenage-stoner philosphy is that successfully dealing with a challenge is the only way to be happy. And, thus, the only way to be happy is to constantly have to deal with challenges. So, what is that? Is that a paradox? err, no... it's a Catch-22! But, really, I gave up on true happiness a long time ago. Now, it's just the little things that do it for me. Like, the way the sun shines, or the wind's blowing, you know? The great shit.
from youlostme :
the only dip i like involves sour cream AND onions. mmhhmm. and sour cream and onion chips. i double-do-it.
from youlostme :
I am leaving you a note because you are great and because notes are OODLES of fun. "oodles!" hah-hah. I don't think you can go wrong if you start out with double o's.
from tinbucker :
I'm an only child, so I get the good and the bad. I'm so grateful for the roof over my head, and the food, and the clothes, and the money for school, but I feel like I'm dying. I feel like I'm going insane, and it's all her fault. Did you know I'm 21? Is that old? I don't know if people know how old I am. I wonder if it matters. I don't know. Anyways, rock on.
from tinbucker :
Psssshhh, you Americans are so ignorant and xenophobic. I live in the Canada, not Canada. There's a difference, so get it right, ok?
from tinbucker :
Look! I wrote you're, instead of your, cause I'm stupid. Elvis' house had a room with three or more televisions. It was called Graceland, and evidently, Paul Simon was going there once. Me first!
from tinbucker :
Is you're favourite movie Patton?
from tinbucker :
Elvis' favourite movie was Patton.
from mohawk :
If you didn't feel the need to compliment me, you shouldn't have. Although I feel this sense of 'well, she likes my diary, so I should just say something in her notes... even if I really have no clue on what to say because I really don't like her "writing" or her layout'. But enough of that. Dear, I have compliments for you. I do like your writing and you are one funny little chicklet. A fine read indeed. Smiles. All the best to you. xox/Leilani
from tinbucker :
Holidays are an opportune time for b.n.e's, and other types of assorted stealing and looting.
from youlostme :
man tits! yes! you just made my night.
from tinbucker :
Yeah. New years, holidays, and birthdays are just like any other days. Next time someone's getting all excited about a 'special' day, I wanna go up to them and yell "NORMAL DAY, ASSHOLE!"
from tinbucker :
Hello!
from t-120 :
Merry Christmas. Or something like that.
from tinbucker :
There's this part in the movie Escape From LA starring Kurt Russel, where Kurt Russel teams up with an old arch-nemesis to save the day. They use Hang-gliders to escape a tidal wave, but they don't call them hang-gliders. They call them 'Silent Wind, Death From Above!" which is really fucking retarded. Furthermore, I have a cough drop, and I live in a house that features a CD burner. If I knew ya, you'd be welcome to either.
from equivocal :
Pah.
from tinbucker :
Ooooh, the Phantom Tollboth. My ex got me that book, and I kind of want to get rid of it. I'm an asshole, but not that much of an asshole. I'll just hang on to it, and look at it when I want to feel really sad and upset...
from tinbucker :
I'm taking grand delight in eating my dinner sausage. That's not a euphemism, but it is euphuism. ... TRIVIAL PURSUIT IS FOR ASSHOLES!!!
from tinbucker :
Then you must obtain this hoodie, young jedi. But be forewarned, the path to the dark side is quicker; easier. Your impatience is your weakness, and the managers of the mall's 'rocker' stores will attempt to use this against you. Mass-produced commercial garments, a jedi craves not these things.
from tinbucker :
Thank you for the appreciatement. I sincerely doubt that appreciatement is a word. Appreciatementally, appreciatementing, and apprecialicious are also probably not words. Is that rotisserie the one that's like a box with a glass window, and you stick these gears into like a chicken, and it cooks it up? Cause if it is, the GF grill is a million times better. Please, don't cry. You were merely a pawn selling inferior product. may the force be with you, tinbucker.
from tinbucker :
I want a George Foreman grill.
from tinbucker :
I like fruit juice in a can cause there's obviously something in the juice that reacts with the tin and aluminum in the can to make the juice taste like metal. It makes the juice addictively delicious, which is distressing, but still real tasty.
from tinbucker :
Fight a policeman. Don't fight a robot.
from tinbucker :
When I was seven, I took a glass art class at a rec. center by my house. My mom signed me up cause she thought it would be a 'good experience' or something. Well, everything was going fine until all the glass got too hot, and exploded everywhere, and killed everyone. Except me, yo.
from tinbucker :
wwaah. I want to be in a mood too. It sounds like fun.
from tinbucker :
Hey now, don't be sorry. Correct spelling is one of the most trivial, inconsequential things ever. You rock like a monkey on crack with a helmet and a vicious disposition. peace, tinbucker.
from equivocal :
I had to delete the last one. If, I didn't, I'd get the "Oh god, he thinks I'm a fucking moron" feeling everytime I looked at it. So. Yeah.
from tinbucker :
I like ghetto burgers... I mean, Whopper Juniors. I have a fucking BK craving right now. I will smoke instead... Sweet, sweet appetite suppressants.
from tinbucker :
You know those guitars, that are like, double guitars? Motorhead doesn't have those guitars, but when they started out, the music press referred to them as 'The Worst Band in the World.'
from tinbucker :
Canadian Border?!? Are you some kind of terrorist, flitting between our neighbouring nation-states while scheming up all sorts of insidious plans, harboring anti-capitalist sentiments? Motorhead. For 2 seconds there, I thought you said your dad was in Motorhead, but then I actually read what you wrote, and was sorely disappointed.
from tinbucker :
New Meow Mix from Purina, the cat food with three separate flavours in one package. Three flavours that cats love best! Tuna, liver, and chicken.
from tinbucker :
You know R2-D2? He's everyone's favourite astromech droid. But, everyone's favourite medical droid is 2-1B. I'll bet you do know who everyone's favourite protocol droid is, don't you? That's right, it's C-3PO. Droids are better than goats.
from tinbucker :
What don't you know?
from tinbucker :
You're nice, and that you write me is wonderful.
from tinbucker :
I came home from school, looked at my diary, and thought to myself, "This fucking sucks." I almost ended up deleting the whole thing. I'm not sure if people I know in the real world read this, and I get INSANELY paranoid when coincidences seem ... to be drawn directly from things I write here, you know? I ended up deleting all the notes, but couldn't bring myself to blank the profile and delete the entries. I'm gonna chill on writing in here, and maybe put a blog together after my exams. peace and love, tinbucker.
from tinbucker :
I pushed someone off an overpass today. Don't tell anybody, ok?
from tinbucker :
Gravy is like the juice of meat.
from tinbucker :
Hiya! I started writing you a note about your accounting question, but it got real long, so I puddit in an entry instead. The Last Battalion is on in 10 minutes. I'm psyched. Also, 'puddit' is a neat word.
from tinbucker :
I love hips and curves... no, I lust for them. I know exactly what you mean by 'whoosh.'
from tinbucker :
Yeah, sometimes I don't really care for teenage female hormones either. But, girls are soft, and they don't have that whole societal/gender-role inspired aversion to talking about feelings, so it's cool.
from tinbucker :
I'm glad you enjoy me. But, let me ask you... was it the excitebike sound clip? huh? was it? was it?
from youlostme :
man. "U" after "Q" i should have known! i'm so ashamed. i did used to have notes but i went on a deleting spree. after deleting all 500 and something entries i figured i might as well go for the notes too.
from tinbucker :
... all it is is tags around ...
from tinbucker :
We are all suck ... but really, HTML's a joke. All it is is around chunks of text or pictures. You can learn it in a day or two. I drove around really fast today; maybe the little bit of testosterone I have was up to something... meh.
from tinbucker :
I've got yogurt, and you can have some, cause you carried me down all those stairs. Know what I just figured out? How to use HTML style tags as a better way to set attributes for links. I wanna get better at HTML. I think I'm gonna learn that over my school-break. I'm psyched. love, tinbucker.
from tinbucker :
That's fucked up. It's too bad I'm vomit-inducingly ugly, though. Anyway, that you had a dream about me makes me feel all nice inside. Honest.
from tinbucker :
That sounds like an odd dream. Do you know many tinbuckers? Even if your dream wadn't about me, I want to give you a hug cause you write me notes.
from tinbucker :
"I bought a two dollar pair of looky-seey-through thingies," ... eyes? did you purchase eyes at a flea market? Was it some sort of underground body-parts extravaganza?
from tinbucker :
You ran out of food? That fucking sucks.
from tinbucker :
Remember that board game MouseTrap? The one where you set up this whole crazy apparatus with slides and levers and shit to try and get a net to fall on a little plastic mouse? Well, when I was 5, I got it at a garage sale, but half the parts were missing.
from tinbucker :
I fucking love the smell of gasoline! Seriously... I love it. More than I love chocolate, even.
from tinbucker :
While I've found that huffing shoe polish does wonders for the soul, the fact that it can make you retarded tends to make me avoid it. Lately, I've been sticking to whiff-hits and sniffing permanent markers.
from youlostme :
today is just a good day all around. i love it.
from tinbucker :
I have cake and soda. They're delicious. plenty of love, tinbucker.
from tinbucker :
hey, now! I was just being stupid-funny! please, don't take anything I say seriously. Just remember, I am the almighty, and trivial pursuit is... well, methinks you already know who it's for, matey. harhar. (pirate laugh) much love, tinbucker.
from tinbucker :
"You seem to have a lot of young, female followers ... [and so on] ... Which would you prefer?" Honestly, I would prefer it if you somehow got rid of torque-steer. If you could get rid of torque-steer, I'd be your slave forever. lotsa love, tinbucker.
from tinbucker :
I don't like to preach. Even though I do it sometimes, I know it's not right, so I try to keep myself in check. All I'm try to say is... TRIVIAL PURSUIT IS FOR ASSHOLES!!!
from youlostme :
(food always wins out)
from youlostme :
ah! cookies and periods in the same entry. it's just wrong...mmm. cookies.
from tinbucker :
COBOL is an old, clunky programming language. It's used mainly in systems that have to process tens of thousands of records, like financial institutions and shit. It's a big fucking mess to program in, and I can't stand it. I've been programming a COBOL assignment for the last 6 hours. Sorry 'bout the tedious explanation, but I feel like ranting, and I'm a geek, so I get passionate about computer programming. lots of love, tinbucker.
from tinbucker :
Writing obscure, nonsensical notes is fun. Much more so than programming in COBOL. I hope you don't mind.
from tinbucker :
Yessum, I am tall... And fast! Fast as a leopard, and spry like a monkey! No, actually, I'm lumbering, but part of that was a line from the movie Gallipoli, which has some really fucked-up, funny dialogue. Another movie starring Mel Gibson is the original Road Warrior. Now there's a good movie.
from tinbucker :
sp. propagandHi
from tinbucker :
Cheap Trick? That song by Cheap Trick? or the cover of that song by the immensely superior Propaghandi?
from tinbucker :
Hey, it's cool. We are all suck. Hahaha. One time, I got so drunk, my friends thought I was dead!
from tinbucker :
Oh, wait! There's also two L's in ... dillinger 4. Now that's cool! peace, tinbucker.
from tinbucker :
There's two L's in balloon. BALLOON!
from tinbucker :
hi. I have nothing to offer you but predictable encouragements like, "cheer up and don't pull out your hair." I don't really know what you're feeling, but that part about pulling out your hair is scary. I hope you'll find a way to deal with your shit. I'm sure you will, but I know while you're struggling, things can be tough. peace, tinbucker.
from youlostme :
If I knew how to get someone out of me I'd probably be much happier. Unfortunately, I'm starting to think it's impossible. Blood-letting maybe? A heart transplant?
from tinbucker :
Naw, that's not just you. I struggle to maintain composure on a daily basis. What you wrote sounds all too familiar. Thanks for the note, Tinbucker. :)
from youlostme :
p.s. doritos are yummy.
from youlostme :
hola! man. i wish i could speak spanish properly. all i can say are things like "Who's your daddy?" hahahah. haha...oh. that doesn't even work very well, since i'm FEMALE and all. yes, hi. that's all.
from myletters :
mainstream music listener? well, it's pretty good stuff if you look at it that way.
from grungekhild :
I've never actually had someone shove a Q-tip up my vaginal canal, but I have had 3 day old pepsi once, and it wasn't fun. I'll just have to take your word on the vagina thing.
from youlostme :
cute is a horrible word! i'm glad i'm not the only one who thinks it sucks.
from youlostme :
I never know if I should sign the notes or the guestbook when people have both...I have both, too and sometimes I just confuse myself...yeah. but anyway, i'm glad you enjoy my diary...yours is quite spiffy too. spiffy, what a word. oh my.
from grungekhild :
You left-ed me TWO notes on my dairy. Yay. You're special. I like your diary. You're one of those people, yeah.. the ones who are all cool-like.
from equivocal :
You'd think I could get more people to sign this.
from bloodless :
hey there. i must say that you amaze me. the whole metal vagina thing. absolutely astonishing. anyway- i enjoyed reading your page. update it often, so i have something to read. my aol name is The Mercy Factor, so feel free to message me at anytime. i would enjoy talking to you. good bye for now.
from boydisturbed :
::involuntary protein spill::
from equivocal :
ma-tee, ma-tee, ma-tee
from the-chosen-1 :
Hey thanx for reading my crap. I would like to talk to you opon my return from over-seas.
from tasteless :
hey. thanx for readin' i kow the newer entries have been shitty but i mean i met this girl and god i melt, y know i mean im 18 and and i have a crush like a 12 year old and its really hard for me to write when im happy, so ill let you know when my world comes crumbling down as so you can be astounded. i havent had a chance to read all yur entries but i will. thanx for readin'-matty
from adidaschica :
Yooo Bizsnack. I know, this is weird. I was looking at people from Missouri's diaries, and I started reading this one, and I'm like whoa that's Carmen. Anyway, SOrry if you didn't want me to find this. Anywhoozle. Here's your note, BITCH! =) I had fun last night. Sorry I was so late, we coulda had more funna! Later yo
from invisibleink :
gotta love the burnmaker.
from t-120 :
only = online
from t-120 :
Don't expect anything from him. I've had two serious only boyfriends and both of them were alike (although the first one, never failed to write me love letters, his last words to me before leaving were, "I don't tell you how much I love you enough..." or something to that effect (affect? I never rememeber which word is appropriate) Don't expect anything from him and really take a close look at your situation.
from geishanun :
oooh...dairyland. mmm, cheese.
from equivocal :
I dont know what expect from James. Can't someone just tell me. what to do. Something?
from cementgarden :
Happiness is a fantasy word, created for people who need to pretend that they are living fairtyales. Reality is so much more intense.
from t-160 :
Note: Oooh.
from equivocal :
Eye sore, eros eye.

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