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from fluffygurl :
Oh my fucking gah! Thats great news (not the crash or the cat piss but the job) you get to go to the pole and see iglooes and whales and shit and get paid for it, then NZ where you can rob me a hobbit! Yay you :o)
from juana :
ohmygosh! ohmygosh! antartica! nz! i am so very excited for you. don't know if you know but i'm a super-antartic-exploration geek. please tell us more about this adventure of yours? and where in nz will you be? eeee! you are the coolest lady ever.
from fluffygurl :
I have a cat flap and litter tray, cant promise the mutt wont eat kitty but y'know might be the start of a beautiful relationship. Or something.
from fluffygurl :
Ooooh yes come to Ireland you know it makes sense!
from luckiestars7 :
I don't have a picture of my new haircut. I guess I should get one. It's still a weird feeling having short hair now!
from smokinkudzu :
If you were to wander around the web and happend to find http://blog.myspace.com/kudzuforsupper , I wouldn't object to letting you read it.
from nyquilgirl :
i dig your lists girl
from luckiestars7 :
The swedish chef is totally my hero. That and the two old guys who sit in the balcony and make fun of everyone. I loves me some Muppets.
from meramoo :
Now that's my kind of church! It's so nice to be _at home_ somewhere, y'know?
from schmance :
Oh, it sounds amazing! I could picture the whole thing. (See, you make me grin too.)
from ghisabel :
I miss fall with a passion, but like you, I only get nostalgic for winter in theory. Remember taking off your boots in the doorway and then stepping in melting snow in your socks? The worst! Oh...and did you have those mitten clips that held them to your jacket sleeves, or the mittens with the string knit into them that went through one sleeve across your back to the other?
from weeme :
No, there's only one of you! that's what makes you so unique and shiny and special and burstin' with the sweet tart flavour. But damn you on two accounts: 1) now you have me thinking about that whole scene in Silence of the Lambs when Jodie Foster extracts the moth cocoon from the corpse's mouth and 2) you have me ruminating (deeply and distractedly) on the whole question of what I've done that would make me throughly unique and these thoughts? SO NOT ABOUT ILLUSTRATING! stop! stop now! I must insist yu stop being so charming and readable and stuff, 'cuz I so need to like, um, work! you know?!! smooches on your little soiled soul.
from luckiestars7 :
I am so with you on the marshmellow thing. I was standing around at a friend's bonfire Labor Day weekend, watching people roast marshmellows and I thought to myself, "Why is it I don't eat them again?" So I popped one of those size-of-Texas jumbo ones in my mouth. Yeah. That's why I don't eat them. They're terror-inducingly gross. Ick. ps. You rock and I would so send you chocolate if it wouldn't melt in-transit.
from weeme :
okay, now I'm all freaked that that's bad karma. "Be careful what you wish for!!!" So absolutely NO, I do not want to be alone. Ever.!!!
from weeme :
O! I would so be there for you if I wasn't like so way the hell on the other side of the continent (well, practically). But you know.... sometimes it's not so easy when you are NOT alone and you've got a butt load of stuff to do. Believe me, i know. because that person? Kinda expects that at least occasionally you'll give them the time of day, or the occassional pinch on the arse and actualy thinks that it's pretty much mandated that you will engage in conversation with them on a weekly basis or something. and believe me, it gets really annoying when you're right in the middle of something, when you're going full steam and the spousal unit is screeching something about blood sugar and dinner and such. (I'm diabetic so I hear the blood sugar thing frequently and the admonishments to eat something already have been flying around here nightly these days with me frantically trying to finish illustrating this book!!!) I'm so very grateful that I'm not alone in this, but sometimes, I gotta say... i sorta wish I was. but just a little bit.
from nyquilgirl :
you are so wonderful. i wish i could be there to play video games with you, make lazy eye dolls and bake cupcakes. hugs hugs hugs dearest bre
from harri3tspy :
Amen, sister! Dissertations are all kinds of difficult. I can't imagine writing a dissertation in the sciences and I suspect there are ways in which a humanities diss is easier to do, but we in the humanities are always anxious that we're not being scientific enough. There are few methods to fall back on. And it's really, REALLY hard to tell when you're done. So, you are right. I think they are all hard. As for having family to take care of you, it is a nice thing. But the downside is that you also have to take care of them. So while I may be keeping my sanity and perspective about the world, I also don't have the luxury of forgetting about the world and writing for six hours. Everything I do has to be done in two hour chunks because the husband and kid need me too. I keep thinking that if I were alone, I could finish this thing in a couple of weeks. I suppose the grass is always greener.
from weeme :
I was just reading your last god-less post. You Heathen! Hmmm... I'm much of the same mind frame. I'm interested in the idea of religion (although not necessarily religion itself) and I'm not entirely an atheist... but close enough. I have ideas about what God is to me... ideas about how everything is made up of all the same basic elements and how that connects us and how that connection is my version of God... but they are kinda nebulous and hard to follow. But for all my god-lessness and confusion, I pray. I may not believe in any sort of traditonal God or intelliegent design, but I do believe in prayer. It's an odd dynamic and maybe there's a part of me that's just covering the bases, but there it is. My husband is a confirmed atheist (also being a scientist w/a degree in Physics and Mathematics... then pursued televison. Go figure.) but he has been studying Buddhism for the last three years. He views it more as a philosophy than a religion. I'm becoming increasingly interested myself. Buddhist prayers are so beautiful.
from luckiestars7 :
Okay, I'll just tear up now, for the thousandth time or so. Beautifully put. By the way, I'm glad you're okay and didn't get much of the hurricane. P.S. You are so going to rock on your dissertation. Come on, you know it's true!
from weeme :
er... that was hive covered arse.
from weeme :
you can't possibly know how much I adore you! I just want to slather you with butter and cortisone and store you in my cheek like the little-hove covered, smooth arsed nut you are. Yup.
from f-i-n :
you crack me up!
from weeme :
I just tagged you for a meme because you are so wonderfully quirky and stuff. See my blog for details (at the end of the long new domain entry thingie!)
from weeme :
o you! i could kiss you and your smelly, newly loafer-ized feet. I could bite your soil loving arse. i've been suffering from the vilest of moods and reading you and blog number two just lifted me right up and outta the nasties and seated me firmly in the giggles. Smooches! You're a miracle worker.xoxoxo
from fluffygurl :
After wedding dress shopping with a friend of mine today, Im a firm beliver that every woman must have a tiara in her closet! Everytime you feel down you just whip it out and you are the QUEEN of everything you survey. As for the finances I was in your situation last month whenn I had to ask my friend for a loan of 200 bucks to tide me over til next payday. She was all no problems I just have to check with A (her hubby) before I take money out of our savings. I was all savings??? Shit youre grown up with your house, husband kid and savings. So yeah I kinda know how you feel.
from ska-t :
yeah, thank gawd for "modest" upbringing... that's why this faux-VietNamese ramen soup tastes so good from the sliced cucumber, hot sauce and crushed cashews form the snack machine. improvise-adapt-overcome... and appreciate. Cheers!
from weeme :
wow, Breanna. Should you decide to forgo the PHD and the second floor elevator, you definitely have a career as a writer. That last entry was really moving. And makes me realize how incredibly fortunate i have been. And sadly, it's completely true that poor people give more. I remember hearing just after she broke up with Be Affleck and was in dire need of some decent PR, that J-Lo, her royal skankiness, decided that maybe it was time to give to charity. For the FIRST TIME!!! Unreal. I hope, should I ever win a lottery, that I will stick to my personal pledge to give a great deal of my winnings to charity. I mean, I'm no lottery winner now, but my husband and I donate every month to the United Way and Unicef, and regularly vow to give more when we can.
from beelucky :
What a wonderful entry. Thank-you for sharing.
from weeme :
CRAPPPPPP! CASE with the all important e and stuff.
from weeme :
shuttup.Advanced age does not necessarily improve your spelling. Cas in point: post below!!! and pretty much anything else I've ever written.
from weeme :
uh... I'm about to impart some completely unsolicited (and therefore really annoying) advice. Cuz I'm all old and hoary (not to be confused with whore-y) and wizened and wise and stuff and there for biological programmed to foist advice of on those younger and less wizened than I. Ready? Here goes... those "just friend" guys? The ones to special to sleep with? Um... yeah. Pay attention to those. Please. For your own sake. That's where the love is, baby. That's where the love is. That's my story anyway (read for yourself if so inclined: http://weeme.diaryland.com/050214_82.html
from weeme :
I have just found your other blog. Wah hoooo! More of you to love! and I do, I totally do. Man.. boyz. I'm soooo glad I'm passed that. I'm not friends with any of the boyz I dated in the Stone Age either. Except the one I married, but of course. And he truly is my best friend, bar none. Your boy is still out there. He is! I guarantee it. You're too special, too warm and wonderful and funny and cake-covered to go boy-less indefinitely. You'll know him by the animal embroidered on his pants. Or better yet, maybe he'll have some kind of exotic soil specimen microbe thingie emblazoned on his thigh or back pocket (um... you're the scientist, not me! obviously.) However... I'd stay away from Dragon embroidered trousers. And guys who refer to their pants as trousers.
from harri3tspy :
He's more of a hydrologist/agronomist, since he focuses on the water side of things, although it doesn't sound that easy to separate. He's not an academic, though (smart boy). He works for a company that does a lot of US-AID work in the Middle East.
from schmance :
Oh, yay! It all sounds fabulous. Contra-dancing, you say? Hm. I might look into that for myself.
from straysparrow :
I'm even later putting my 2 cents in, and I have never done so before, but when inspiration hits, you need to do what it says. Only you can tell if its time for a break. Go with your instincts every time when it comes to writing your dissertation. Goodness knows its hard enough without ruining your flow when it happens. Breaks are good as well, though. The only one who can tell when its time for which is you. Good luck, either way. Sparrow. xx.
from luckiestars7 :
I am way, way past time to be adding my two cents, but I think you should have gone out. Maybe you will/would have a great burst of inspiration while you were out. If you take your mind off your problems, a solution or idea will usually pop into your head. About leaving your computer, do you have a jump drive? That little innocent looking stick will hold a lot of memory. You can save your whole dissertation. Look in the sales papers that come on Sundays and there's always crazy good deals on them. They even come in pretty colors now.
from nyquilgirl :
have fun. no matter where you are. and know that if i was there with you, we'd have dance-offs all night, videotaped - of course, and then we could eat ice cream until we fell asleep. xxo
from foxy-jeanne :
I'm way too late to even be weighing in. Work on your dissertation, because Atlanta will still be there. Like Brooke said, because she is one smart lady.
from rhubelerosko :
Stay at home and do your work...Atlanta will still be there when you are finished...
from smokinkudzu :
stay at home, sweetie. you know what you need to do, and right now, a dissertation is higher priority than a trip to atlanta, where, need I remind you, you will spend too much money, waste too much time, and end up wasting some of tomorrow, too, as you recover from last night. stay home and write and you can feel better about yourself tomorrow. it ain't gonna write itself. for every night you go out and neglect your work, some other phd candidate is at home writing the next seminal paper on soil ecology. love and hugs and junk.
from harri3tspy :
Aha! Another dissertator at diaryland! I'm always happy to find one. I clicked over from dandlioneyes' notes page because the subject of your diss is the field my brother works in. So I know that SOMEONE finds it interesting.
from schmance :
Flip a coin. If you find yourself hoping for one outcome over the other, disregard the outcome of the coin flip and do the thing you were hoping the coin would tell you to do. I know it's not great, but that's all I got.
from dandlioneyes :
i, uhm, rather obsessively email myself my dissertation chapters and drafts and paragraphs of writing. so i have an electronic back-up in la-la internet land. that, at least, is a start. and i print things out. and i back them up. i know the fear of losing the words so painfully produced from your carpel tunneled hands.... i'd say a break is ok, even just for one night.
from dandlioneyes :
in light of, uhm, the disclosure of both of our equally thrilling dissertation topics (yours at least has applicability, i would imagine), i'm going to curl up in a little ball and take a nap. i don't think i could say one intelligent word about soil ecology. then again, can i say anything intelligent about the sociology of knowledge or the history of folklore studies in germany? i didn't think so. time to lie in bed and stare at the ceiling. *happy weekend*
from dandlioneyes :
well, if you farm out your brother to write my dissertation, i can offer my hubby, or my brother in law, or -- hmm, i'm sure i can find a friend or two. what are you writing about??
from dandlioneyes :
what the diss is about? that, of course, is THE crucial question. if i had the answer to that, i'd be halfway there. :) seriously, though, it is an intellectual biography of a German folklorist who worked during the first half of the 20th century. how is your German? i'm thinking about hiring ghostwriters. pay: nothing. expectation: high. :) hang in there, we'll get this stuff done!
from schmance :
There is also the small matter of the poem. You know, the internist poem. I am really looking forward to that, ahem. Also, I wondered if you would be interested in bombing Gemini's blog. Let me know.
from dandlioneyes :
yes, the eternal "anything but the dissertation" procrastination. uhm, i've found MANY a hobby that way. gardening? even though i have the opposite of a green thumb? sign me up! underwater basket weaving? you betcha! i feel your pain.
from weeme :
erm...nook.
from weeme :
oooo. I just loved that post... your clean waxed zen post. I'm not sure why exactly. But I was right there with you feeling the floor with my stomach, watching the orange sun patch. And the cat cratering in my head. Only, in my case it was a dog. And she slobbered on me big time, leaving drool all lovely and pooling in my ear and the nok of my nostril. Mmmm. nice! You, lady, are one helluva writer. (although not necessarily one of the dissertation kind. evidently.)
from nyquilgirl :
i'm sorry to hear about your friend. that's terrible. keep the good memories close. xxo
from weeme :
Sad about your friend. She was too young for that to happen. Your post hit something tender inside me. I miss things too. I miss the person I use to be, way back when. Well, not the me i was back then so much as the way things felt so much easier, more secure and free flowing.
from ghisabel :
Happy 29! Yes, as soon as I turned 29, my friends warned me that no one believes you. They all assume you are 33 and lying. Weirdos.
from schmance :
I'm so glad your 29th was so good! I hope it's the start of a great year for you. who deserves it more? No one, that's who.
from nyquilgirl :
happy 29 girl. xx and lots of hugs. i would've loved to enjoy the cake with you. ;)
from schmance :
I have discussed the registry idea several times with a single friend here in the office. "When is someone going to celebrate MY life?" she asks, and it's an excellent point. Do it, and I will totally buy you something from your registry. Also, the not liking you enough . . . well, you know where I stand on that. (Right beside you.)
from schmance :
May I just say: WORD. *sigh* I wish it could be simple and easy.
from nyquilgirl :
i ♥ you breana. come to california. or go to italy with me. xxoxxoxxo
from supermom3604 :
Holy everloving crap. If I saw that on the floor in my house, I would probably just have to move. I'd leave it there and be like, "Well, I was getting tired of this neighborhood anyway. Come on, kids, let's go." Seriously. Ick. A zillion years ago when I worked at Trak Auto I was standing behind the parts counter when a squirrel ran into the store and started running towards me. I was up on top of that parts counter shrieking and pointing in about .0000001 second. Then it hid under a display of antifreeze and I had to shoo it out with a broom. Damn squirrel.
from luckiestars7 :
First of all Breana, take a deep, slow breath. Now let it out. Everything will be okay. In four months you will have achieved what you've wanted for a very long time. And let me tell you what, you rock the world for doing so. So okay, it may take a few months even to find the job you really, really want, but trust me you will find it. Give yourself time. Take a vacation in between. Take a breather. The world won't end if you do. And don't be afraid to get married, if in the end you decided that's really what you want. It's not a bad thing. People do change their minds, even after years of thinking in a certain way. Maybe you don't have to break up with Dre? You don't have to panic. Everything will be okay. p.s. I'm almost Ann Rand-ed out. Good grief, did that woman <i>ever</i> shut up? :)
from schmance :
Pretty damn cool! But you knew that.
from foxy-jeanne :
You are incredibly, awesomely cool. Also, mite porn? Bwahahaha!
from nyquilgirl :
yay! you're back. you rule. congratulations! xoxoxo
from schmance :
Hey girl, I'm glad you made it home safely! It was so great to see you. Come back anytime, and you know I really mean that.
from smokinkudzu :
i hate to say you've been right all along about birks, so i won't say it. i will, however, tell you that last week, i put on my birks after not wearing them for literally 2 years. i looked down and immediately thought, "well, i'm thoroughly ashamed of myself now." fuck da police and damn the patchouli wearing, earth humping, granola eatin' hippie skanks who keep birkenstock in business.
from schmance :
I read that WSJ article this morning and guffawed over "protest kids" too! Hee. Can't wait to see you!
from luckiestars7 :
Have a great time at your conference. I'll wave at you, since your coming by the general direction of Ohio. *Waves*
from schmance :
I'm so glad you have nice folks to help you out of a jam . . . but so sorry you were in a jam. Money trouble just sucks, *especially* in the form of an overdrawn bank account. Now, am I taking you out for dinner next week? I hope so!
from luckiestars7 :
I just realized you had more written about your bank troubles. I totally know how it feels. My family is pretty much perpetually broke, being paid only at the beginning of the month. Near the end we usually try not to eat. I wish I had a lot of money, I would sent it to you and not want a penny back. If you have video & Dvd stores near you, you can sell your tapes to them for a pretty good amount of money. If you have any extra clothing you don't want, you could try consignment shops. The money isn't immediate but it does help in the coming weeks. I'm really hoping everything goes okay for you through the rest of this month. If you need anything, please do write and I'll see if I can help. Besides, my shoulder is always free if you want to get rid of some of your troubles. p.s. I had an eastern ornamental turtle a few years ago, his name was Tippy. Gotta love turtles.
from nyquilgirl :
ouchie. the photo of the shell made me wince.
from emiloo :
Things I did for money when I was a graduate assistant: sold plasma (I know!), took my clothes to one of those obnoxious, teeny bopper Plato's Closet places (where they give you cash on the spot), sold CDs at a music shop, participated in focus groups, did a lot of cash-at-the-end-of-the-day temp work. You'll be okay, honey. I'm glad you've got some good friends to help you out. I miss a lot of things about school, but being super-broke definitely isn't one of them.
from ghisabel :
Ok. First, get to a food pantry. Times like these are what they are for. No one should have to choose between rent and food. Is there anything you can sell? Even a chair or a few CDs on Craigslist can get you some cash until payday. You work at a university, yes? Is there anyone in the psych department or other medical research departments that need research participants? That usually pays about $50 or so. Also, why not have a potluck with some friends? If you can scrape together $5, you can make a huge thing of rice and beans, and buy some cheap soda- your friends will bring the rest, and we always end up with tons of leftovers when we have potlucks. It will be ok, Breana.
from smokinkudzu :
i ate a bunch of indian food the other day followed by about a bushel of blackberries and watermelon, and i really had extra turd power. it was great.
from luckiestars7 :
I definitely know what it's like to sit on the sidelines and feel very alone and rejected. It sucks. I really, really wish you would have had a better time. I would have danced with you! I don't know what the heck I'm doing when I dance, but still. You will do so good with your cult diet. You rock!
from supermom3604 :
Here's to it. If anyone can do it, you can.
from luckiestars7 :
I totally know what you mean about talking to yourself when you're alone too long. I am the same way. I go insane without social contact, even though the thought of talking to people is terrifying (social phobia). Go figure. But anyway, if ya need someone to talk to, send me an email. ps. Have you noticed we are basically the only two digsters still writing on diaryland? Yeesh.
from nyquilgirl :
i love the pictures from jekyll island. and driftwood beach! i love driftwood. ahhh..
from weeme :
okay... did a bit of quickie research and our climate here is considered to be very similar to Oregon, New Zealand, Germany and the Burgundy region of France. And peanuts are listed as a crop grown in Ontario. Not that we're huge peanut producers by any means. Nope. We're more about grapes and apples. Okay... if I haven't exhausted your interest in Southern Ontario peanut production and climate, I've certainly exhausted mine!!!!
from weeme :
Left this message in my comments, but thought I'd stick it here too, just so i know you have seen it. "Ah, but Breana... I think I COULD grow peanuts here (not that I'm going to... more interested in growing posies). I live in Southern Ontario, not that far from Niagra Falls and the land in this region is very fertile. Our summers are very warm ( a little too warm if you ask me!) and humid (from the moisture off of Lake Ontario) and you would be surprised at what they grow here. There are lots of vineyards and they grow all sorts of fruit and stuff. The farmer's markets are burgeoning. Not as warm year-round as Georgia, and yes, we get our share of snow (again, lots to do with Lake effect) but Southern Ontario is warmer and more temperate than many, many parts of the US. In fact, our summers are not at all unlike Texas summers (my family lived in Texas for four years)
from schmance :
May 22-25?! What does this mean? Do tell, do tell--are you coming for a visit?
from jennamm :
now, i don't know who i should blame, but i was expecting a piece of coffee cake to remain when i return from coweeta-land. it appears that i will be sorely mistaken unless the kind culprit (kyle) decides to replace the cake with something equally scrumptous (cake, brownies, PIZZA) before i return (tomorrow). feel free to pass this message on to the mysterious coffee-cake-eating bandit (kyle) and have fun at the beach. love, jen-na-na
from supermom3604 :
Keg Kickball has become the official sport of summer. I think I'll play tonight.
from emmalola :
I just read your entry about your depressed cheesecake eating friend and I had to read it out loud to sweets because we had just completed a long conversation about my mother that almost exactly mirrored your diary. you are the best. and WOOT on the WW pounds. Keep it up, my friend. It's not easy, but it's worth it and so are you. lovelola
from weeme :
did I ever tell you that i had a major plan to move to Athens, GA once? It was many years ago (when dinosaurs stalked the Earth and we had TV alright, but only the B&W kind) precisely because I heard that REM and theB-52's played local venues ALL THE TIME, debuting new stuff. yup. 'Course I was going to school in Texas at the time, so it wasn't as mighty a jaunt as it would be now (from Canucksville) So how you like them apples? We were almost neighbours. And undoubtedly we would have been great buddies and I would fend off the giant slugs for you and always carry an extra loaf pan in case we needed to beat off an attacker or serial killer or make zucchini bread and stuff. sigh.
from tater-fay :
Your entry on trying to poop while your cats are fighting over you and tearing your skin is pure genius! I just stumbled upon you by accident. I have 3 cats and well..you know.
from schmance :
I love that you have hope. You are my hero.
from dogbones :
Hello, there is a new web forum out called dogbones. It lists journals, blogs, designers, reviewers, and other types of journals to make it more convenient for everyone to find. If you want to find out more information then just visit the site. If you would like to join then go to dogbones and click on apply. It would be very appreciated if you would spread the world also. Thank you for your time.
from schmance :
OMG. Oh, oh, oh. I don't know what to say, I can't stand the thought of someone being so hateful to you. Consider yourself hugged.
from nyquilgirl :
HUUUUUUUUUUUGE huggggggggggggggggggggs.
from nyquilgirl :
i definitely want to see your drawings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! xoxoxoxoxo
from smokinkudzu :
additionally, you can always draw ME looking dubious. just don't forget to sign and number it.
from smokinkudzu :
lemme guess - you met the big D.T. straight outta Minnesota? you should have asked him to autograph your butt.
from supermom3604 :
Zydeco?! You lucky girl. It sounds like so much fun!
from smokinkudzu :
Ok, now. So, you get all flustered when this book store guy looks at you, but yet you can give me regular thrashings and tell me I act like a pretty little man girl? then you tell me how handsome I am, but then you tell me I'd be prettier with a butt. I'm so confused, so lost... is I is, or is I ain't yo baby?
from smokinkudzu :
i just put a picture in my diary of me on the slip and slide. i think i still have a scar or two.
from smokinkudzu :
didn't respond? i wrote an entire entry about it. check out yesterday's entry, sweetie, you'll rage.
from nyquilgirl :
dancing with you would be so much fun that everyone around us would fall in love instantaneously - with us, of course. and whenever you want a new layout, say the word. for you - anything and anytime. :) hugshugshugs
from ghisabel :
The name is gross, but Mucinex works wonders. Add a ton of cough syrup at night, and at least you'll get some sleep.
from emiloo :
I hope you feel better. Vicks 44M always works wonders for me. The "M" is key. Also, hot toddies are excellent, whether they work or not.
from smokinkudzu :
Yeah, Darlin', I gotta tell you... your low moany voice? OH. MY. DAMN.
from nyquilgirl :
I LOVE THIS GIRL! seriously. you're HOTT HOTT HOTT. xoxoxox
from ghisabel :
Ok, I think my boy has been posting messages on OKCupid. And also, I think I just peed my pants laughing.
from janest :
BUT(T)! I just did OKCupid (again) and the three words my top match gives himself are "honey-sweet man," "oral" and "active" ACK. Maybe if I were into fantasy, I'd be doing better.
from janest :
Dear You, I love you. How come when I make fun of my friends' fantasy leanings, it just sounds mean? You are an artist. Also, FanTASTY? Hey now.
from weeme :
Horoscope source FYI: http://horoscopes.astrology.com/dailycancer.html?ice=ast,scopes,loscan
from weeme :
OHMIGAWD! I would be FURIOUS! FURIOUS at the Bad guy who forced me to use profanity and my loaf tin to beat him off my bag! (ummm... something about that sentence doesn't scan right. it sounds kinda...er...sexual. And that's just not right) And.. what's a loaf tin? I do not know what a loaf tin is. However, I do know your horoscope for the day. It is: "For the first time in a while, you're speaking totally from your head, not your heart. It's not easy for you to be this rational, but you're doing a fine job. Don't let anyone talk you out of it." If anyone tries, I recommend beating them with a loaf tin. Actually, and excuse me for saying this, what i really recommend in the spirit of rationality and safety and stuff is not getting in the way of any more bad guys. Just too freaking harrowing. Be safe!!! Be Well!!!
from bossykena :
Ok, remind me not to read your blog when I'm having breakfast, will you? Because I nearly spit all of my green tea on my laptop keyboard, and experience tells me it's not a good idea. I can't decide whether I should scold you or make you my new superhero (You absolutely need some kind of cape now! And I suggest you add rock-hard burned muffins to your arsenal, as your long distance weapon). kena
from emiloo :
I am so glad you're okay! Also, YOU KICK ASS. Please be careful.
from supermom3604 :
Holy shit! You attacked someone with a loaf tin?! You are my hero. Thank goodness you're all right.
from schmance :
Ohmygosh!!! I marvel at your presence of mind--hitting him with the loaf pan was *inspired*. And, I'm ever so relieved that you're okay. Ohmygosh.
from rhubelerosko :
holy sh*t woman! you are one tough broad! I totally applaud you (though I should probably be chastizing you!!!!). The new mace: loaf tins!
from foxy-jeanne :
Yes, but I think that is the nature of memories... to gloss over the details. Then they become shiny little nuggets, like the rocks in a stream, instead of craggy boulders the way they would be. If they stayed craggy boulders your brain wouldn't be able to hold them all, but the pebbles will fit. Wow, that was almost 100% cheesy. Sorry.
from smokinkudzu :
I miss you and THAT summer, and "melting" into each other is the PERFECT way to describe our relationship (especially then), and sometimes like right now I need a hug from you to know that I'm going to be okay. HOW DO YOU DO THAT ANYWAY? And I still can't get past why your head smelled like sugar cookies.
from rhubelerosko :
you are a good friend.
from fluffygurl :
Im so sorry for your friend having to go through all this. I hope her recovery is pain free and she gets good news about the cyst and the right ovary.
from smokinkudzu :
you need me to come over there and give you some scroonching to keep you warm, brenanner? cause i soooo will. you know scroonching is southernese for cuddling, right?
from ghisabel :
Girl! Breana! Fix this, I can't read it! (Uh, please).
from smokinkudzu :
You look good enough to sop up with a biscuit, Darlin', and I miss you more than you'd think.
from smokinkudzu :
holy crap i love you. not just for making me laugh, but for throwing stephanie's shit out. now, go and pee on it ten or twelve times. put a sign out and let other people pee on it. then burn it. then, pee it out. then, put the ashes in a box and pee on THAT. then, pee around your desk to mark YOUR territory an' if anyone else gets all up in your kool aid, tell them I'LL come pee on THEY'RE shit, too, and then we'll REALLY fuck shit up cause you just don't fucking mess with us, don't they know that? Don't they realize who we are? Lousy fucking bunch of fucking fuckers fucking taking over your fucking space. fuck 'em RIGHT IN THEIR DIRTY FUCKING FACES. hell FUCKING yeah.
from supermom3604 :
Oh, can you imagine the meetings? I don't know if I had a stroke or not. Probably. I'm going to the doctor tomorrow. Wish me luck. If anything gross happens, you'll be the first to know. ;)
from supermom3604 :
You make me laugh really hard. And the pantiliner thing cracked my shit up too. I wrote in my diary once (because I'm all about the overshare) about how my tampon string had gotten stuck to my pantiliner adhesive and when I pulled down my underpants, the tampon came flying out and I shrieked really loud and then started laughing. Oh, and I was at work. Good times.
from janest :
Maybe if you ironed the liner on, it would stick!
from smokinkudzu :
my panty liners ALWAYS fly out when i go to the bathroom, but i think it's because my nut sack gets in the way and knocks them loose from my boxers. i gotta remember to TUCK.
from nyquilgirl :
hahahaha! i wish i could be there for fun times! thanks for your note breana... i know they mean well, but i guess i feel like it puts pressure on me to do something that i should want to do, not need to do. [hugshugs]
from supermom3604 :
I am so making that meatloaf. I thought I was the only person who actually enjoys a good heavy loaf of meat. Mmm.
from supermom3604 :
Dude. Boohbah is amazing. I did a whole entry on Boohbah. http://supermom3604.diaryland.com/1008042.html There are bongs.
from janest :
Lovely McPretty! Best name ever. Although I.R. Hackenstuff is a close second.
from gwumpysmurf :
i heart your template
from smokinkudzu :
Bubba, I'm the only person that Alex and Madison still has a pet name for, and everybody is jealous, Bubba. Honestly, Bubba, I didn't like Coco when they first started it, but now I love it, Bubba. Admit it. You love it, don't you, Bubba? You're lucky, Bubba. He- he. I always thought I'D be the Bubba of our relationship, Bubba. Bubba. That's great.
from rhubelerosko :
My mom said to me the other day, "I never thought that my family would be disfunctional." I had to laugh. I said, "Mom, every family is disfunctional...some just choose to ignore it!" Good luck sweets. I totally understand what that family tension feels like and am always willing to talk about it if you need to.
from smokinkudzu :
sweet darlin', i'm sorry about your brother the turd and all the mess at home. call me if you need to talk. go get you some beer, call a few ladies to come over, order pizza (cheese be damned!), sit outside with coffee and blankets and watch the meteor shower. hey! you know i love you, right? cause i really, really do.
from emiloo :
I hope you get your wish. There's a meteor shower tonight, so you could make some backup wishes, you know.
from nyquilgirl :
[hugs] i haven't seen a shooting star in a long time. i'm thinking good thoughts for you bre. xoxo
from schmance :
So DITCH your unappreciative office-mates, come up here, and we can hang out and discuss BBC productions and our parallel/non-parallel lives! You know you want to!
from foxy-jeanne :
OH my god, but they should know that I'm totally and absolutely incompetent in a lab setting. Even if I do have cookies, my usefulness would be short-lived.
from smokinkudzu :
tell her that she doesn't want you to write about her because you'll write what you really think about her, and then it's a crap shoot as to whether or not she'll go home crying or get the big head and think she can usurp your role as queen bee. now, move over, queenie, and give me some honey.
from nyquilgirl :
bre.... your entry about 'violently tucked in' clothes made me laugh. my purse is so heavy. my shoulder hurts sometimes. too much junk and too big of a purse. i need to downsize!!!! <33
from nyquilgirl :
i love my Washington SO MUCH! i just had to tell you that. [thanks breana bean]
from smokinkudzu :
oooo! and i'll waltz around the house in nothing but your chilli queen crown. PROMISE.
from smokinkudzu :
holy crap. i just found my life's purpose. i'm going to be your helper monkey. oh, please, let me be your helper monkey. i mean it. i'll behave myself, and i'll bathe and i'll stop humping furniture, and i'll hold your pussy in my lap for hours and hours in front of the heater any time you need me to. just let me be your helper monkey. you can dress me up in a little outfit and i'll take coins from people on campus, just bring me home and put me to work, darlin', i wanna be your monkey man.
from foxy-jeanne :
Did andria tell you how freaking jealous I am? Because I really am. I'm glad you had such a good time - it sounds like a BLAST!
from nyquilgirl :
i wish i had kept her (black widow). is it legal to send insects to your friends across the country??
from smokinkudzu :
if you get this, can i park at your place? the decks are 20 bucks and unlessi get there before 9 am, i'll have on choice but to park in a deck... i'll call your cell phone. cant wait to see you. promise i wont wear birks...
from smokinkudzu :
I'm devastated. I occasionally wear Birkenstocks, I'm not bald, I don't get manicures or pedicures, I'm not a dork trying to fit in with my cool friends, and right now, I'm really confused because YOU were supposed to be the one who loves me NO MATTER WHAT. What am I supposed to do now? BUT HEY! I may be in Athens on Saturday going to the GA GA TECH game with Scott (who got me tickets at the last minute), and I'd like to see you. Call my cell!
from schmance :
Bwahaha, an unemployed outline . . . but WHOA: he handed you a freakin' laptop?! Holy moly! That's awesome! Thanks for the laughs today.
from emmalola :
okay, it appears I totally missed out on being supportive and kind, so my sympathies to you. But when I came back, I saw the best entry you've ever done, about the dissertation of doom. I laughed, I cried, I read it to my husband (studying the wooley adelgid in hemlocks). Then I returned to my own dissertation of doom. huggies!
from emiloo :
All hail the Chili Queen! Also, cute sweater.
from nyquilgirl :
ohhhh yeah baby! CHILI QUEEN!!!!! WOOOO!
from foxy-jeanne :
For some reason, i always picture your car as being red. Hm.
from foxy-jeanne :
What happened to speed bump??
from schmance :
Hugs from me too, and all my best thoughts for you and your family.
from ghisabel :
(((Breana))) hugs. You're in my thoughts.
from nyquilgirl :
xoxo [hugs] xoxo. thank you, as always, for being such a wonderful friend and always supporting me. i hope everything with your family is well and that your granny is at peace.
from schmance :
Okay, here's my suggestion. Give him a "1" (on a scale of one to five, or whatever your scale is) as a provisional rating if you think he's a non-starter for demographic reasons. This way he's in your Book of Business, but logic dictates that, due to his rating, you do not allow him to take priority over other prospects. You can always upgrade his rating in the future, should you deem that appropriate. But in the meantime, keep adding ot your Book of Business. And do as I say, not as I do.
from persephonee :
bre, i've been out of touch, and am so sorry to come back to bad news. i hope your grandmother goes peacefully.
from schmance :
Get out your book of business and assign him a rating! This will help you keep your cool. I think. On the other hand, maybe you shouldn't listen to me ;-)
from nyquilgirl :
<333 you're my good lovely honest and always wonderful friend bre.
from schmance :
I personally believe that a straight man would have to go pretty far out his way, figuratively speaking, to think up a compliment on a handbag. So yes, yes he does. And I hope you feel better ASAP.
from nyquilgirl :
oh my goodness. he is adorable!!!!!!!!
from persephonee :
your new diary is the only thing that ever got me to say "eee look at those cute bugs!" which is so appropriate, seeing as how it's you.
from janest :
Pretty pretty! I love it.
from schmance :
I love it! LOVE it!
from nyquilgirl :
breana.... i started a new template for you while i was at work (shhhh)... but i want to get some insight from you. the one i have working right now has ladybugs, but i don't want to use them if you HATE THEM. please let me know what you'd like.. any themes... colour preferences. and let me know what you absolutely DO NOT WANT TO SEE on your diary.. :) yay!! xoxoxo
from schmance :
Bre, you have the best perspective of anyone I know. I hope I am more like you when I grow up. The frogs are a lot of work, it's true. I wish princes weren't a dying breed.
from he-left-me :
i just started this public diary, so im letting every1 know that they can leave an entry whenever they want. if u have any comments feel free to leave me a note.
from nyquilgirl :
i can't believe she popped the baby out already!! it doesn't seem that long ago when you told me about it. wow... when will you be able to visit? show us pictures!
from nyquilgirl :
where did you take the quiz bre? i can't find it. the link takes me directly to your results page. i want to see what i am.. :) good to have you updating again. missedyou.
from schmance :
Hey! Mite-girl! I have missed you!
from nyquilgirl :
my dearest breanabee.. i miss you and i hope you're well in ohio!
from savasana :
Awww, breana, I'll be thinking about Oscar and you and praying he's just hiding in a new closet....let us know!!
from nyquilgirl :
the old dude who owns the pistons and lightning also owns the detroit women's basketball team (the shock? the sparks? i forget) and they won the championship too! that old dude rules man!!! WOOWEE! xo
from nyquilgirl :
HAHAHA your crotch is a celebrity!! WHOOHOOOO!
from persephonee :
well, there's always my therapist. i've already decided no one can impose restrictions on what i talk about with her. and there's my sisters, and my husband. i don't know if that's enough people to talk to, but it ought to be enough people to keep tabs on whether i'm losing my marbles! we'll get through this...
from persephonee :
thank you so much for all the support, bre.
from imaphatpig :
How have I NOT been reading your diary? It made me laugh out loud (speaking of the Rock your body episode) at such a volume my office neighbor asked me if I was okay. I couldn't even stop to tell her that I was but that it was just the hilarity that is your diary! I found a new favorite. Thank you for existing. -andy
from parlance :
Oooo..I like that :) I'd like to join AAA as well, please.
from schmance :
Thanks for the squeeze. You're the best.
from schmance :
Ha, thanks for your righteous indignation! No one does it better than you, my dear. May I come to Georgia and visit you?
from nyquilgirl :
your entries are always like mini adventures, and my dear breana, you rule. i loved the note you left me. breananated.. YES YES YES!
from nyquilgirl :
breana.. bitty boyfriend?! AHH! too cute. aaaw.. :)
from nyquilgirl :
Breana, you rule. I just have to say that I love reading your diary. I've been reading for a while now and you always make me feel better. Indirectly, through your writing - it's a most amazing thing. I hope you're well and I hope we get to chat sometime soon!
from persephonee :
breana, i think it's very possible you *DO* have super impregnation powers. be careful out there! hee hee. and thanks.
from fearoftrains :
yeah. thanks for the note. things are crap-tastic, but we deal, yes? next time i'm in georgia i'll give you a ring. if you're ever in chicago after february, feel free to do the same...i will probably have a good supply of chocolate as well. heh.
from nyquilgirl :
b: i hope you're feeling better and that your teefs are okay!! ♥s
from hermia7 :
sadly, I refuse to be That Girl.
from nyquilgirl :
SugarB: you are fly. I wish I was back in Detroit because I would totally want to see you. Waa!!! I hope you have a safe and fun trip!!
from nyquilgirl :
breana, i'm gonna go into your template and fix some stuff this week. i set up an account for you to upload photos at www.villagephotos.com i will email you the username and password. :)
from persephonee :
breana, just wanted to let you know i emailed you! i don't know if it was your most current address, so let me know if it never arrived.
from persephonee :
oh i get it, it's because your diary is trying to load images from her site! sorry. i'm taking my densitude and leaving now. :)
from persephonee :
it sounds like you don't need to hear any more diary-related bad news, but in case it helps you sort the problem out, i thought i should tell you: every time i click on your diary, i get a password box for NQG too! two of them in fact! your diaries must be linked in some mysterious way. good luck.
from obb :
I always win those little rubber finger puppets that have big eyes and they're aliens. Where by "always" we understand "when the game is the kind where you get a prize every single time even if you suck so bad you're inverted." I went to the fair the other night for a hallowe'en thing and the booth that is normally the duck-pond where you fish for rubber ducks and they have a prize written on the bottom (normally "give her a dumb 5 cent toy made in china!" but one day, ONE DAY I will find the duck that says "give her the giant stuffed toy that cost us maybe $1.50 from china! because she's spent $8000 playing this game!") ANYWAY the booth that is normally the duck pond was closed and had a smoke machine running inside, so it looked like there was fog on the duck-pond moors, which I found hilarious. The end, love yam.
from fixinto :
first, they are more light green grayish corduroys... second, looks like spritopias is stalking you now,too. he's fun to be mean to. try it.
from spritopias :
I'm insane, and tired of Corey saying mean things about me. I'm not mean to him.
from spritopias :
Don't sleep with Corey, I did. It was a big mistake. He's Mr. Kiss and Tell.
from spritopias :
I am not stalking anyone, I was just be ridiculous as per his request. I'm stalking Kipp, Kipp is stalking John, John is stalking me. Get it?
from fixinto :
today, i think i miss you more than ever. im sending a hug your way, darlin'. love you.
from nyquilgirl :
I found the perfect photo for the layout. Now all we have to do is get it on your page. I will email you the code. Sound good?? You'll probably have to make a few adjustments, but we should be good to go.
from obb :
I love you SO BAD.
from briddy-b :
My dad wears a t-shirt that says "Who's Your Daddy" to the grocery. It has chocolate ice cream stains on it. There is also a picture of him at www DOT visitbriget DOT com that has him wearing his "Dadie's Boys" t-shirt. A classic, fo shizzle.
from hermia7 :
you are NOT a bad person. at all.
from hermia7 :
tomato nation is one of my favorite websites. the author, sars, is one of the founders of television without pity. all her essays are great -- here's another cat one: http://www.tomatonation.com/catwalks.shtml
from janest :
I finally saw me this morning. It was mercifully short. Given that you'd seen me and my friends were freaking out over it, I was very afraid it was too close up for comfort. But that, I can live with. I can't believe how red my hair was. And that was before I dyed it. Whoa.
from hermia7 :
the funny thing is that I totally didn't catch the common theme!
from fearoftrains :
yup! they're my feets. i need a pedicure, probably.
from obb :
but you must admit the situation is totally brilliant anyway. hah. what IS it with your pants? they have it in for you.
from nyquilgirl :
OF course I would!! We will make it cottony farmtastic! ♥s B!
from obb :
you should have fungal creamed him, since he was affecting you so.
from schmance :
We are rooting at cross-purposes and cancelling each other out!! The funny thing is, I don't care that much. I just feel as though I should.
from fixinto :
Sardonic is basically sarcastic, but meaner. Sort of like when you say something that, in itself, is all sweet, but is actually more bitter and mean than anything. Anything that Karen says, for example.
from obb :
see, I don't get this artist loft trend. the reason artists lived in lofts was because they are bad to live in! and therefore cheap! well actually I know one artist who NEEDED a loft because he specialized in paintings that were more than 10 feet tall, but everyone else you have no excuse!
from obb :
YES!!!! Man, I was reading a fictional (I think) account of a man taking his orals for his thesis about russian something or other, and after almost sliding through, being asked "Now, Mr. Whoever, will you please point out where Russia is on a map." "Damn it how did you know!" He couldn't and he failed. Hah. So fractions, pfft, thass nothing. Man, I wish there was a digs transporter. I'd so crash your beer guzzling and show you my party trick where I make a frog shadow puppet behind my head. My nails have /dirt/ under them so it would be all RELEVENT to your field of studies! Ha ha ha, your field is fields! Uh, I'm done now.
from deb-e-ne-ne :
Good luck! I'm sure you'll do awesome :)
from i-roboctopus :
Ha! I had almost the same reaction just from watching the trailer on TV. I can't believe you saw the movie. Too funny.
from i-roboctopus :
see the Digs online journal thread
from obb :
Bahaha, how do I KNOW you'll get full marks on the "Plan an invasion" question..
from hermia7 :
aaaah, it all comes clear....
from hermia7 :
bwah! and do you ever pretend that the charmingly WASPy child near you is yours, though you remain young and well rested? Or maybe it's a nephew...
from obb :
You're going to whoop that committee's butt, madam soil. Go get 'em, tiger.
from rhubelerosko :
you really AREN'T alone...though we may seem at arms length because you don't deal with us day in and day out..we ARE aware of the real bre and we ARE here...just as if we lived in Athens...
from fixinto :
On the other hand, she could be a crack addicted whore or self-pitying old woman. Rage! Rage against the thankless kiwi! RAGE! RAGE!!!! against the thougtless gnome! RAGE!!!!!!!!!! Then bury her neatly at HSB. No one would ever find her there.
from obb :
mouth too full? dude, you must really stop force-feeding your guests.
from obb :
You're not the only one who gets hair stuck in her butt, but you're definitely the only one who has ever used the phrase "runway of love and really loud farts"
from briddy-b :
I know that you are right, Bre. Thank you for your candor. It's nice to have a friend like you. I'm certain there is a reason he's 36 and still blaringly single. I heart you babe. Kiss kiss, Brids
from deb-e-ne-ne :
Good luck! Can you smell what Breana is cooking? That's right, it's a big fat can of "I passed my comps."
from fixinto :
Sweetie... calm down. DO NOT CHEAT. Not that I ever, ever think you would, but still... just don't. You're crazy scary smart and you know it. Your committee can't get anything over you. You're Breanna. You're the queen of that place. You know that stuff better than they do, Darlin'. Just calm down and study. You're gonna bust that place apart. I promise. And you know me when I promise.
from hermia7 :
hey, go for it!
from rhubelerosko :
pictures? i love pictures! i bet you looked super purty...
from hermia7 :
*snuffle* Thank you!!!
from fixinto :
got your message. i have been proposal bound for a week now. sorry that you missed your premier... but, as you said, that is SOOOO Breana, and really, really sad. I'm sorry, Sex Kitty #1. I really,really am. Miss you, Love you...
from nyquilgirl :
breana ♥ you can sign up for a guestbook without being a gold member. it's easy peasy lovely!!
from i-roboctopus :
You have changed my world! Just a man indeed...
from fixinto :
Even though I feel like a complete knob because you didn't shed a single little tear for me, I am still sending you my healing powers. You have absolution, I got healing. Put your forehead against the computer screen and believe, Bre, BELIEVE! HEAL!
from fixinto :
You didn't cry when I left... and to think... I called you my Brahma Mamma. Mitch may have given you free music, but I was gonna give you peek at my lodge pole pine, Baby. Now I feel second rate, at best.
from obb :
I dressed as an orange crayon for hallowe'en once and wore a traffic cone on my head. I got a wicked headache, those things are heavy man.
from nyquilgirl :
ohh, i hope you feel better soon. ♥
from rhubelerosko :
ditto hermia...and i look like an accordian today. you may ask, how does one look like an accordian, but in fact, i do...lots and lots of kick pleats...on my skirt, on my shirt (front and back) and on my jacket...did i mention i crimped my hair this morning?? hahaha..just kidding...about the hair.
from schmance :
Aw, thanks! It's awfully nice to know that someone *else* is grinning about my, um, whatever this is. The neck-blowing is, well, it's quite sublime, I must admit. Oh crap, there go my knees again!
from hermia7 :
LOL. That's hilarious. You're the best. Also, you should put a button for notes on your page, because I'm lazy and don't like going to your profile, then clicking on notes after scrolling down. *mWAH!*
from schmance :
Oh, it was romantic all right. And a little sexy. I mean actually quite sexy. Or was that ME? Heh. I felt pretty damn fabulous.
from catnipqueen :
Hope you feel better babe!
from schmance :
Awwww, I hope you're feeling better soon! And also, could I BE any gladder that you're back? You were sorely missed.
from nyquilgirl :
SO good to have you back. Sorry about the sunburn on your shin. Hope you have lots of aloe.. :)
from greschya :
Oh, I sympathize! I have had a badass cold since Friday, and it SUCKS.
from hermia7 :
Hey, thanks for the birthday wishes!!
from briddy-b :
I would have to agree with BG. The only thing missing is a she-beard. No, not that kind. The face kind. Come visit. NOW. Kiss kiss, Brids
from i-roboctopus :
Ah yes, the spilled beverage on the boob really clinches the look.
from nyquilgirl :
AHAHAHAH. The photos are great and hilarious. Looks like fun. :)
from obb :
har, I am also strongbad. we must armwrestle to see whose name all the ladies in the town know.
from always-crazy :
i, too, love gerald durrell and johnny depp. you = super cool.
from fixinto :
better leverage for nose pickin? WTF?
from fixinto :
I typed two n's... sorry. I did NOT forget your name. Stupid big fingers. But you know what they say...
from fixinto :
We need to open up a "talk to Breanna and Cory" store, charge by the hour, and only let people talk about US. I love you. Really.
from rhubelerosko :
you betta behave woman! no marrieds for you! stick with the single gents!
from obb :
I use my zap-o-ray gun, it has a FARM-ACY MIND CONTROL setting. You want to borrow it? Just in case this sperm whale boy.. well. You know what they say about boys. Who know about sperm whales. Because I don't and probably you're the one saying it. Hah, man, I want to make a t-shirt saying Future Pharmers Of America, only that's pretty dorky. Instead I will make a dorky lab coat.
from flying-zebra :
Ok, pressing back to get where I was, I found out that I didn't press a banner, but one of those links in someone's diaryring. So the mystery was solved. Good work everyone.
from flying-zebra :
I looooove your writing style so very much! Clicked on a banner (I think, I kinda forget now, but I'm pretty sure it was a banner...unless it was a random link...). I enjoy your writing very very much, it be very very fun and interesting and all that jazz. Have a great day!
from briddy-b :
Whee! Boys R Fun! Me likey this Jasper. You must acquire a caffeine habit and visit visit visit the coffee house. Kiss kiss, Brids
from rhubelerosko :
Hot damn woman! I, too, am so excited to go out and meet boys at expensive coffee houses who know sh*t about sperm whales! Woo hoo!
from schmance :
Go you! Go get yourself some coffee!
from hermia7 :
Bwah! you really had cards? You really are one of the coolest people I've ever know. Did you read the first 4 HP books? Or are you starting with 5? I will miss you while I'm gone, I hope you and Jasper go looking for elephants soon....
from fixinto :
Yes I be coming home! I am also coming ot Athens, HOPEFULLY. If I do get to come (which I am damned determined to do) I will for sure call you the day before. You know me. I give SOOO much advanced notice. OOO OOO... ever ead idiot-milk? She's a riot, yo.
from fixinto :
your head is NOT big. It fits into almost everything at Target.
from catnipqueen :
you can tell your roommate that I'm shorter than her, all 60 inches of me. :)
from hermia7 :
*kisssss*
from catnipqueen :
bwahaha! my roommate sophomore year bestowed the indian name (pardon, native american name) "Runs with Scissors" on me.
from schmance :
You're right about Michigan, I'm just being (as they say) pissy. I think J will be dipping his toes in THAT side of the lake. Have a good weekend!
from briddy-b :
See, and I thought their message was hilarious. You don't? Hmmmm...if Breana doesn't approve, I may have to reconsider. Kiss kiss, brids
from nyquilgirl :
YES! I'm so glad you received him. I am happy you LURVE him already!! That is GREAT!! WOOHOO! By the way, I haven't cashed the check yet. HAHAHHAHA. Should I let you know when I do??
from obb :
You might meet the SASQUATCH!
from catnipqueen :
that's okay, according to the bank I am worth -22,002.81, combining student loans, checking and savings accounts. But hey, we have KNOWLEDGE! We are college edumacated. Yay us!
from schmance :
Great, now I laughed out loud at my desk (Lurlene) and confirmed everyone's suspicions that I am, in fact, certifiable. And I don't mean, like, in CPR or financial planning. I used to know a Lurlene, except she spelled it Lurleen. She was nice and never, as far as I know, rolled around in a double-wide. But then I never asked. :-)
from deb-e-ne-ne :
That's a beautiful digstale! Brings a tear to my eye...
from curltwirler :
Oooh! Jealous jealous jealous. You so lucky.
from rhubelerosko :
So. Freaking. Jealous.
from i-roboctopus :
But they got to meet you... so I'm jealous of them too! Yeah, my lower lip is way stuck out in a big ol' pout right now. No one ever comes to Denton... phooey.
from catnipqueen :
I'm so jealous! You got to see the babies!
from persephonee :
her own baby? hahaha, then it's even worse than i thought. but also funnier. :D
from obb :
It's the insurance company's own damn fault if they don't know about the state of gerogia! Okay I work at a place where I have to get people to fill out 8 or 9 huge forms on a regular basis and let me tell you EVERYONE sucks at forms. I use lots and lots of SIGN HERE stickers and fill in most of them myself so they don't have to and highlight everything else they need to do and attach sticky notes with arrows - and there's still usually one stupid mistake on every form. No one cares, they've seen it all before 50 times.
from janest :
But we can't have babies, remember? Not ones that would genetically reflect our merged awesomeness, at least. Maybe we could both have kids with Heavy D! Whoo, those'd be some bootylicious children.
from persephonee :
i owe you a hug for that note. thank you! but eep! there's a special hell for people who make breana cry, isn't there?
from hermia7 :
LOLOL
from emmalola :
thanks for your note, mz hula. you are the one who reminds me that it is always better to be yourself than to wish to be someone else. you are good.
from fixinto :
i started an entry, but then didn't finish it, and instead of editing it, I deleted it. it wasn't from yesterday, though, it was from this morning.
from obb :
you're CRAZY. my thermostat is set for 64. Well,18, but 64 for imperial dogs like yourself. 74 ewww, that's how yams melt.
from hermia7 :
pretty! Oooh, I have a scar on my left knee with cool purple vertical stripes from a chinese firedrill gone wrong (in the rain) when i was 16, and thus old enough to know better.
from nyquilgirl :
LOVELY COLOURS! Very cool and refreshing! Hoorah! Do you still want the black feltsie? It's getting worried! AHAHAHAHAH. Hope you had a good weekend!!!!
from cyanophyta :
LOVE the new color scheme! It makes your page look cool and refreshing!
from fixinto :
...grrrrrr...and fishnet stockings, too... btw...when did you see me in a dress? Mortify your mother? Or did you see pictures? Either way, I was an awful woman. I kept playing with my fake boobs all night.
from janest :
Hockey boys are like 40 billion times hotter than the New Kids. Detroit girls are smart. They think he hung himself, as it happens. Bleh.
from fixinto :
Your therapist says you need drugs, and suddenly my drugs are making me gain weight. Let's live together, have like 10,000 psycho kids with Tourette's, ADHD, OCD, and scurvy and be happily medicated. I'll bring the ice cream and we can sit on the front porch and, errr... air out the lactose together.
from obb :
bwahahahahahahaha, arrrrrrr! I think comments/notes eat HTML, so anything enclosed by brackets gets burninated.
from deb-e-ne-ne :
Happy belated birthday! Hopefully your grandma just forgot and isn't ousting you :) Have a great weekend!
from fixinto :
Yep, that's the Chris... I can't imagine him getting mad... anyway, I'm glad you're enjoying the pig shooter. Like I said, it ain't much, but when I saw it at Urban Outfitters (you were SOOOOOO right about that place) I had to get it. I miss you tons, and I love you more.
from fixinto :
Well, I didn't forget (per se) your birthday card, but I was hoping to stick some pictures of me and Joplin in there with it. Oh yeah. I also hope you were writing about the same Chris I know... you know who I'm talking about... you know... don't you??? Heh? Anyway, the poem was great, tell ol' Chrissy I said Salut.
from obb :
That would be awesome except I have no basement. I will have to broadcast from the roof.
from obb :
Dude, you're SUCH a genius. You can probably even think of things that rhyme with genius that aren't rude, but then why would you want to?
from schmance :
It's a masterpiece, you fabulous genius you. Excellent.
from hermia7 :
BWAH.
from fearoftrains :
oooo shittalady - give me your info and we can hook up on the friendster tip. have four friends! boo-ya! p.s. have you read the new tom robbins? it's shorter than his others but still kickin'!
from rhubelerosko :
god damn i am happy that i have a breana in my life!
from schmance :
So I was wondering, do you think I should stop it, or what? ;-)
from briddy-b :
See, my first choice for a Friday morning song is "Walkin' down the street something caught my eye A growing epidemic that really ain't fly This middle aged lady I gotta be blunt..her spandex biker shorts were creapin up the front I could see her uterus, her pants were too tight, she musnt own panties, there were none in sight She walked right by...the poor woman didn't know..she had a frontal wedgie...a camel toe!! Fix yourself girl, you got a camel toe!" Not that you have one, but I just find it to be appropriate for daybreak and knew you would appreciate it. XOXO brids
from schmance :
Aw criminy, now you're injured too!! Hope that finger is okay. Also, yay for friendly farm gnomes (or a self-healing tractor, either way). I wonder if they do offices as well. As in, my office. Finally, thanks for the hugs. I was in dire need today. :-)
from hermia7 :
now that a bunch of people have posted their resuilts, it turns out most of the texts are very similar...
from nyquilgirl :
Sounds like you had a really really fun birthday. YAY! That's great. It's always good to hang out, get drunk, dance and party like there's no tomorrow. Happy Birthday B!!!
from briddy-b :
Throw down! Throw down! ::Pumps fist::
from schmance :
My friends and family are no longer frightened by anything I say. I am memorizing the primary component of exoskeletons even at this very moment! Also, so glad you had a lovely birthday!! Who deserves it more, I ask you?!?
from emiloo :
Ha, well not wooly like that. More like they had more wool in them than I thought. I have several pairs of Gap stretch classic trousers (best pants EVER), and they have a little wool in their blend, but they're not all thick and wintry. My eBay pants were more like dead-of-winter wool pants. Aren't you sorry you asked now? So exciting, my pants!
from addicted2ski :
Happy belated birthday! Oh, and for the record... Brian Kinney is alright. But, I prefer to call QAF the "Michael Novotny Show." Because really, it's all about Hal Sparks. :-)
from i-roboctopus :
Happy Birthday you!
from schmance :
Oh, hah, if it's wild pig that's an entirely different thing. So, no thanks. I have kosher aspirations. Wild pig, I can't believe it.
from hermia7 :
Yeah, this week I finally gave up the fight against my hair. Since the humidity/rain quotient here is out of control, I've stopped blowing my hair straight, and instead just dry it a little so it isn't soaking wet and let it be as hugely round and curly as it wants. I'm damn sexy, that's right.
from janest :
Fo' shiz on the Real World/old thing. I think I still watch it to make myself feel great about being old. "Oh man, you were probably like that at that age and just didn't know it. Aren't you glad to be old now?" We should beat up Adam together. He won't know what hit him.
from i-roboctopus :
Uh, "true" not "ture," and please disregard my other typos there.
from i-roboctopus :
Yeah, I think that's the tactic we'll take. A says he's also just gonna say I have an incredibly sensitive sense of smell, which is ture actually. I can always smell things he can't. We've had this talk with ehr in the past too, so it won't be totally out of the blue. I'm so irrationally annoyed with her right now though, he's go to do it. I wouldn't be able to be nice.
from schmance :
Twenty pounds of self-killed meat? But that's *snif* TRUE LOVE!
from hermia7 :
It's in the air this week, huh? I cracked up reading the Lounge article, since i just spent the entire weekend emptying all my drawers, closet, etc.
from charlieann :
Yes, aren't those fun little inspections just great? It's amazing the kind of stupid stuff they can decide is important enough for a warning or citation. Because of that, our lab manager has gone completely off the deep end with new, preventative regulations--pretty soon we'll be wearing complete HazMat suits any time we touch a test tube! P.S. I love it that you got away with saying you were Lisa Simpson! Sir Inspector ain't so smart, now, is he?
from rhubelerosko :
Breana + rivers = a very very wet day = I seem to be sensing a pattern
from hermia7 :
Yeah, it's about a 6 hour drive... I had a million things to say while reading your entries but now I forgot.
from rhubelerosko :
Just because we don't sit in a library or complain about how much work we did the night before or try to kiss teacher's asses does NOT make us dumb...just contrary. Yay for the dumb smart kids (I was/am one, too!)
from obb :
okay, you are SO awesome. nice patch. there's a beaver gnawing on your peg leg, by the way.
from hermia7 :
from Greschya's guestbook: "I am much more at ease in the city than in the country. In the country, no one can hear you scream. In the city, no one cares, but at least someone HEARD it." You have voiced exactly why I live where I do. I LIKE knowing that there are people everywhere. I LOVE living in an apartment building surrounded by lots of other lives, but without actually knowing them. I love looking at buildings around me at night, seeing glimpses of lives being lived through the windows. Cities rock.
from nyquilgirl :
HEARTS! I intended on watching the new season of Real World, because I'm freaky like that, but I missed it. A friend of mine told me it was lame. It probably was, but I fall for that shit all the time. And I agree with you.. everyone is like so young. I want to see older people on the show. Like my age. HAHAHAHAHA.
from charlieann :
I really think you should show up with your gold-toothed man to your reunion. It's classic! And you could always pretend you're pregnant and just moved in with the guy, but you don't know if he's really the father, and have a nice screaming fight about the paternity in the middle dinner with the family... He heee.... I really, really wish I had the guts to do something like that at my family reunions. Just watching everyone's faces would give me funny memories to last a lifetime. LOL
from emiloo :
Haw. I will totally sign up for "Seven Disgruntled Graduate Students with Dead-End Jobs picked to live in a House." Thanks for the note. My Grandma can be mean, too. She likes to pretend it's just senility, but I think she views old age as a time to be an asshole without suffering any repercussions.
from rhubelerosko :
My grandma is mean, too. She once said to me when I was all dressed up for New Year's Eve, "I once had a skirt like that but I threw it out because its ugly." Yeah, thanks for the vote of confidence gramma! She also refers to my mother as "She" and my sisters and me as "them"...lets just say she doesn't like women.
from nyquilgirl :
I added you to my AIM list!!! My AIM is : superaesthetix. Feel free to IM me!!
from obb :
yeah! fools! last night boy woke me up so he could show me the 5 chairs he'd assembled and say "Look! your chair has been budding! aieee!" which was funny but I had to kill him. zzzzz.
from nyquilgirl :
MAN! Sounds like you're all banged up! I hope you're not too hurt. Take care of those ouchies!!
from briddy-b :
Silly, you should have just had a nekkid pikanik. Kiss kiss, Brids
from schmance :
Egad! Bloody arm! Sounds like you're mostly okay, but . . . take care of you!
from briddy-b :
The Model saw Clay and Ruben in the flesh tonight! Heeeee! Then she called to tell me about it, and I felt like I saw them. Silly girl. XOXO Brids
from obb :
no wonder your belly is playing mario, you saved the princess! ..chicken.
from greschya :
Yeah, what hermia said -- if you go to google and searchfor hulabelly or breana's diary, you are the first hit....
from hermia7 :
actually you don't have to be a member to read the diaryland stuff, but you do need a member-name to leave notes.
from rhubelerosko :
I always thought that dragonfly tattoos were sorta cheesy...but now I kinda get it! Those dragonfly's aren't froofy little girls with ribbons in their hair, they are the punk ass green haired, slashed denim vest GRRRRRL of the insect world. BADASS!
from briddy-b :
I got a bonus cruller the other day. It tasted like corn dog coating, but a bonus anything is good. Except a bonus egg, of course. Look that one up if you don't know. XOXO Brids
from obb :
My porky, speherical cats don't even pretend to be withering away any more, they just act like "Oh! Mommy hasn't fed us yet! MAYBE SHE'S DEAD! For her own safety we must wake her! By jumping on her chest and biting her ear! Oh, thank goodness you're alive. While you're up, the food bowl is empty."
from i-roboctopus :
That was a brilliant comback to the salesman. You rock! Have you ever seen the hokey sci-fi movie called Phase IV? It's abotu ants taking becoming super intelligent and organizing to take over the world. Pretty fun.
from obb :
God, will you be my secretary? There's a collections agent I need you to talk to. I will pay in girl guide cookies and unrefined evil.

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