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from siopup :
that's exciting!! sydney/canberra is about an 8 hour drive away from melbourne which is where i'm located. when are you heading out here? i would consider it but we are saving for wedding v.2 and an overseas trip next may. but! if you're heading to melbourne (which is super amazing excellent, by the way haha) let me know and we can do a little dance, make a little love and basically get down. tonight.
from siopup :
um. i say "really" too much.
from siopup :
i did consider slurpees! but apparently you're not supposed to drink out of a straw - something about dry sockets? and i couldn't have anything too cold or it was agony. i did duck out for a chai latte though. heh. dressmaking is definitely not for me. first of all, i'm left handed, which means i could never use scissors as a child. now they have left handed scissors, yes, but i cannot cut a straight line to save myself. secondly, the whole process is very fiddly and i really fucking hate fiddly things. i have no patience and i was really miserable the entire class, just waiting for it to end. initially i thought it was a really neat idea, but it does not agree with me. i can't even thread a needle!
from minstrelite :
I left you a wacky note earlier this afternoon. I get that way when I'm tired, and starting to fall asleep over my laptop in places like Starbucks. I'm rested now, and your diary's really good--I read like four entries. I'm adding you to my faves. Ta ta.
from minstrelite :
Oh, now I remember you! My comment to you on my own thread probably now makes no sense in light of your comment to mine. Yes, my first amendment rights do seem to have been self-abridged of late. OMG! Friday night in the Village! Better not talk to the bicycle cop, cheerful friendly fellow that I am--all the paranoids in Hotel Tweak will think I'm some kind of a snitch or something. When was life normal? (I told you I was an artist, not a con artist.) And besides, what am I gonna say at the judgment seat of Christ? "Don't shoot me--I'm only the piano player!" probably ain't gonna fly. He he, thanks for reading, and don't forget to call for the two comp tickets on Opening Night. (j/k)
from minstrelite :
Hey, thanks for the note! You never know what kind of comment you're going to get when you started speaking your own ideas, rather than the whatever ideas you've been fed. But how did this country get started in the first place? By a number of people who felt free to speak their minds, to disagree, to be wrong, and to come to agreement even if they weren't in total agreement, because the time for that agreement had come. And only one man did not sign the Declaration of Independence, if my memory of history is true (John Dickenson.) It wasn't perfect, and it didn't build a perfect nation, but it brought us forward, and not backward. And sooner or later, that's what we're going to need to do today. You're right, too--it's too bad that everything's gotten so fragmented, segmented, disparate...we don't need now, as a people, and as a planet. Thanks for pitchin' in.
from siopup :
her boobs ARE big though. come on!
from siopup :
here's a company that makes turkish bread -- http://www.bazaarbreads.com.au/default.asp?page=/our+breads/turkish+bread. it's really quite yummy. it got popular here a few years ago, so it's in most restaurants now served warmed with olive oil/balsamic vinegar to dip it in. but we use it for toasted sandwiches (specificially the chicken/pineapple/bbq sauce combo). it's so good, i promise, if you can ever get your hands on some. i wouldn't lie to you.
from siopup :
scott wears boxer briefs. so i think they ARE supposed to hold his junk, but they're cheap (because HE'S cheap) and they have a gap in the front that fails to keep the junk in. he's no revolutionary. he's just too cheap to spend a few extra dollars on the good underwear. so i laugh. and laugh.
from siopup :
haha! i really like the idea that twix cleans my teeth while i'm eating it. i think i might just give that reply to anyone that asks.
from siopup :
i also like to dilute juice, but only cranberry. it's especially nice after a big weekend where too much flavor is overwheling but water makes you gag.
from naudia :
so i was reserarching "trappeur du kabi" and you came up under th esearch and it said that you read the book im doing a report on it . PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE help me out on this one [email protected]
from siopup :
i've always wanted to go to a dance class!
from siopup :
a lot of the candy in the US you can get here. not a lot of hersheys stuff, nor nestle stuff. also our potato chips are crap in comparison, so scott's mom always sends us zapps (although i think this might be a southern thing). there aren't any mini muffins here, and i loooved them. there's no such thing as colby jack cheese here, but you probably can't send that over. stick gum from extra (the ones in a foil packet). there's really no such thing as chewy cookies except from mrs fields. no graham crackers. hmm, i'll keep thinking and let you know if i come up with anything else.
from iooi :
you're it (sorry in advance!)
from siopup :
i use turkey mince instead of beef, which isn't really less meat (duh) but it is lighter. and GAWD i love me some chili.
from ker :
YOU HAVE AN IPOD????????????? YOU DUMBASS!!!!!
from iooi :
hey! i'm not too unhappy, i just need a change.
from ker :
Well, THAT entry sounded like Bridget Jones.... :) especially "We need the protection!"
from ker :
i think there should be psychotic cats in there somewhere. cats are easy to write about. also, bring in a long-lost brother and a love-triangle. good, kitchy plot twists.
from ker :
dammit, now I REALLY want to read your novel.
from siopup :
i wanted to say - i LOVE fries in a sandwich.
from siopup :
yes, i don't think i've ever been so excited to download a song before. jimmy eat world + my favorite 80's song? dude. heaven. and yes, gnocchi is wonderful, but it's hard to find a place that does it well. if you ever come to melbourne, there is one place... oooh, my mouth is watering thinking about it.
from iooi :
hey thanks! i'm a night owl with a job too...
from siopup :
i don't know if this will help you - but i still feel a thrill when i see the husband. if we've both been working, and i'm home first, i cannot wait to hear his key in the door and then i usually jump him for smooches/hugs. there are times when we're in a routine, but the glowy doesn't go away completely - you'll get it back, it could be just a lull. you'll be dizzy and goofy all over again.
from siopup :
i have to burst the bubble. i haven't had a bath in years. i have many, many bath products collected from people over the years and i'm still not particularly motivated to have a bath and have since started giving the salts/creams/lotions/bubbles away. i just don't like them. down with bath salts! down with bath salts!
from fellbehind :
My skin breaks rather than bruises, so my daily inventory is for cuts and scrapes I can't remember getting (apparently I'm very fragile). Oh, I finally finished my Monday Morning cd. It's a little gloomier than Barry's. Okay, a lot gloomier than Barry's. But I don't get to work in a cool record store with Lloyd Dobler.
from ker :
Welcome to the wonderful world of PMS. When you find yourself slapping your boyfriend's face, THAT'S when you shuld be getting worried. The rest is Happy Happy Fun Time in comparison.
from ker :
NO WEDDING PRESENT! FUCK'EM! YOU'RE TOO NICE!
from ker :
The elevator thing gets me with the bus too, I told off some guy last year for trying to barge in when there were clearly still people trying to get off. You could either go "EXCUSE ME!" in a loud and humiliating voice, or you could spill water on him and then spend 10 minutes explaining it wouldn't have happened had he not been right in front of the doors.
from ker :
Did they outsource payroll/compensation? Cuz that's becoming pretty popular these days. Thank God they can't outsource Employee Relations without looking like fools. Hah.
from ker :
Twit. You're supposed to froth it on an ANGLE. And it works better with skim. Daddy won't drink non-frothy coffee in the morning now, as long as he's the only one awake and who knows about it. But I find the mugs...
from blacklines :
the world just doesn't like to see when someone's not jolly. they don't want to deal with your problems. there are a few people who are exceptions. when you find one of them, hang on.
from fellbehind :
I was thinking about just pretending I don't have like eight drafts started and it hasn't been so many moons since I've written, but you'd probably notice. Since I should've been in the shower ten minutes ago so as to not be late for work, I thought this would be a better/quicker place to start, if for no other reason than to keep my dumb ass from putting it off any longer. Really, it started from my usual intimidation. Most of the time I get to be the smart one in my conversations, but with you I feel like I have to be on top of my game. Wow, that sounds kind of lame outside of my head. Anyway, that, coupled with this nasty habit of letting weeks turn into months into years equals I suck and have no friends. I know my lack of correspondence in no way negatively impacts your day-to-day life, but I think that if I were in the situation I put so many people in, I'd probably start to take it a little personally. So, I assure you, it is not, I am just lame. And late for work.
from crateobscure :
I was going to do NaNoWriMo but decided to wait until next year. Yeah, I know, what a loser...
from ker :
That's easy- emo is light blue, as in the Weezer album cover.
from good-evil :
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from kilgoretrout :
Thanks for your words. What basically happened is, I let the logic and reason tell me to break up with my girlfriend, who I am still insanely in love with... about an hour after I hung up, i went apeshit, cried for two hours, then got in the car and drove from San Antonio to Houston. I arrived at her house at 8am, broke down on her doorstep, and, bawling, and unable to even look at her, apologized and pitifully begged her to take me back. She told me I hadn't lost her, and that we should get to know each other again, and see what happens. I'm still terrified that she'll discover she doesn't want me back, but it's a second chance. In any case, I rubbed my eyes so much between crying in my apartment, in the car on the way to Houston, in her house, and then in my friend's backyard while I was trying to sleep that I ripped up my corneas pretty bad and they got infected. Last night I was screaming in agony in the ER, and my girlfriend came to be with me through the whole time. She came to see me today. Things are sort of cool between us, but it's probably becuase I've been such an asshole the last couple days. Now I'm trying to figure out how to play the next weeks or months to show her that I'm right for her. Any suggestions? She fell in love with me before I started lecturing her with my logic and reason, so I think I'll stay away from that. Besides, I've come to the conclusion that logic has shit to do with love, and reason destroys relationships.
from ker :
;) CONGRATULATIONS!
from fellbehind :
Forget about peace out, who says y'all?:) Besides those who may or may not have the feces of a large mammal on the bottom of their boots. I know, I owe you an email. I know, I suck.
from siopup :
<3 i gotcha.
from fellbehind :
Congratulations. The spicier the better, I always say. Or did just now anyway. I too was reluctant about the grilled cheese fried egg combo, but it really was quite enjoyable. Off tha chain even.
from ker :
It's not random because the family picks your mate based on your personality and needs, and they're more objective about you than you are.
from ker :
There was an article in the Star, in the summer (sorry, can't find it for you) about an arranged marriage between a guy in Canada, and a woman his sisters chose in Pakistan. It was fantastic, really well done, but the one thing that stuck in my mind was they all said "Here, people get married first, and then fall in love."
from ker :
You missed "Long December" (Counting Crows), you big geek. :)
from fellbehind :
Yeah, that song is dangerous, sorry 'bout that. At least you're listening to Elvis? That's always cool in my book.
from siopup :
thank you xoxoxoxox
from nebulous615 :
a marvelous letter. circumstances ... not so great. but i liked the letter and wished i could forward it on, in a way. but hey, at least yours still considers you alive. that's something, right?
from redstarhelix :
you picked correctly.
from redstarhelix :
yeah, you may be on the robot side like all the other good people. but in an all monkey war, who wins? monkeys with bats and hair-clippers, or monkeys with alcohol and cars?
from nebulous615 :
hope you had time to get your shopping done :) I finished "mine" (though it'll say "from Dad") this afternoon...and at midnight, Christmas morning, finished wrapping. [sigh] Yay for holidays. [grin]
from fellbehind :
I can't believe I didn't think of the topless fortune teller with the three nipples while I was there, or before you brought it up. What the hell's wrong with me? There's a whole class devoted to nucleic acids? Am I putting off responding to your last email? Yeah, sort of. Really, I just haven't felt up to the task of matching such superior wit. No joke. Thanks for the girlish squeals and hopefulness though. Good vibes are... good. Can't hurt anyway. Glad I decided to write about her BEFORE it all went to hell. It's a little unorthodox, but I'd hate for any more of my favorite songs to be ruined. "Only In Dreams"? Yeah, can't stand to hear it anymore. Sucks, right? Anyway, hope the rest of your finals went well. They are all over, aren't they?
from siopup :
i relate with the stories on how scott and i met. every now and again i have to hang my head and be like "jesus christ, i married someone from the INTERNET!" people are interested. scott and i both squirm when telling people. anyway. no pants party? that's a different party altogether... or possibly just my party after several cocktails. i just said party way too much. i'll stop now. PARTY! ha... just kidding. really, i'm stopping now.
from nebulous615 :
[grin] good to hear from you. things are going well--teaching at a writing school now for the next few weeks. then it's time to go home.
from fellbehind :
LaundryCareBears of Justice:) I like that. We should have t-shirts. Or at least buttons. You seriously don't know what a corn dog is? Poor deprived child, I thought even Canadian malls would have a corn dog stand. It's just a hot dog on a stick, battered and deep fried. Corn dog day at the cafeteria in elementary school was a happy day. Of course they slapped those frozen prepackaged still cold in the middle and soggy on the outside crappy corn dogs on our trays, but still, meat on a stick, woo! Maybe you're not as deprived as I thought you were.
from fellbehind :
Sometimes I feel like the only person left in the world who knows how to clean out the lint trap from the dryer. Guess that's not really the same thing though.
from mr-stockman :
hello... i found your diaryland page looking for the lyrics to sneaker pimps' "6 underground", and just wanted to drop a note to let you know that--weird as it must be for a complete stranger to be saying this to you--i really enjoy reading your entries. in many ways, i really identify with a lot of the things you talk about... it's always nice to chance upon another writer who can put into words feelings and thoughts that would otherwise just float around randomly in one's own head... not to mention that i really like the style of your prose! ^_^ anyway, i wish you the absolute best of luck with your med school apps, the boy, and all that good stuff. take care!
from fellbehind :
Obviously I meant FF VIII. Not thirteen. That hasn't come out yet, so there's no way I could have played it. Unless I was from the future. And even if I was from the future, they told me not to tell you I'm from the future. Something about violating the prime directive or something. I don't know.
from fellbehind :
I wish my not being around lately had something to do with the NyQuil, but it's all Soul Caliber II's fault (you can be Link, how cool is that?). I wouldn't admit that to anyone else though, and it's nothing compared to my Final Fantasy XIII addiction. That game BECAME my life. That's why I can't play RPGs anymore. Anyway, catching up... As if "crack-monkey" wasn't funny enough, you had to go and put in the *jitter*. Everytime you say something about being a don, I picture you in a dimly-lit room with people kissing your hand after asking you for a favor on the day of your daughter's wedding. And your "so being Lisp's bitch" analogy is like, the best analogy in the history of analogies. Seriously. I think that's it. For now.
from fellbehind :
That reminds me, my Brodie t-shirt has been collecting dust for the better part of a year now, since I feel like too big a fanboy dork wearing it on days that aren't Halloween. Speaking of looking like a dork, the other day at work I saw not one, but three people with the biggest 80s hair EVER. It was huge! I pointed out the throwback family to my coworkers, but they didn't think it was near as funny as I did. Thought you might appreciate it. The best part was the daughter. In addition to the Aqua Net Skydome suspended above her scalp, she was wearing a short denim jacket over a red puffy dress. I almost died. Sorry I don't have anything relevant to say. Maybe I'll be able to relate a little better when I'm in my last year of college, which at this rate will be when I'm 36. In the meantime, I'm more than confident things are going to work out great for you. Call it a hunch. Or don't. It's up to you.
from ker :
Welcome to fourth year. Everyone feels that way. :)
from fellbehind :
I'm sorry, I guess I'm just not feeling very original tonight. Really I just wanted to use that title for something, but I'll try harder:)
from fellbehind :
Kevin Bacon? What? Oh, I'm fine. Except for this whole "common" cold thing they can't seem to find a cure for. But I like Nyquil. A lot. Glad your semester's going well. Busy is good. I'm never busy anymore.
from siopup :
thank you. thank you. thank you. you and your hardcore volleyball ass. heehee.
from fellbehind :
That's okay. Girls can get away with it. You know the only reason people think things are lame is because they can't do it themselves and still maintain a hint of their coolness. Assuming, of course, that they had any coolness to begin with. Right, so I made it a special point to go out and see Mars last night. I think I saw it. It was the only thing bright enough to shine through all the shit in the air, so it had to be. I miss the stars.
from fellbehind :
I don't really do the whole sending hugs via the internet thing, because it's hella lame. But telling you I'd totally give you a hug were I in hugging proximity ought to suffice, I hope. And rent cheesy 80s movies, make instant Cream of Wheat with little cinnamon candies in it, and find some creative things to mix rum and/or vodka with. Also, it'll be okay; you're a nice person. Solicited? Maybe. But still true.
from fellbehind :
That's got to be why they're laughing. That, or they're robots. Only a robot would be content with the kind of job I have. Maybe I was a little hard on Jimi, I mean, "fuck him" is a pretty harsh statement. Your theory, otherwise, is pretty sound though. Seems like every guy on the planet thinks he's some kind of god. And that could have something to do with my feelings toward the man. That I feel like I'm "supposed" to be all shocked and awed, even though I've never even halfway enjoyed one of his songs. I will concede, however, that he could play a guitar like nobody's business, but other than that, he still sucks. I LOVE how you think about things that I'm too lazy to ponder myself. Saves me lots of time and effort forming my own opinions. Or, maybe not so much that as coming to the conclusions I'm almost pretty sure I would have had I reason to consider them prior to you bringing it up. (i.e.: the nuances of our beloved language and subtle differences that not-so-subtly separate "English" from "American", what actually drives so-called strong female characters that are supposed to make your average girl feel all empowered after leaving the theater/putting the book down/changing the channel, etc.) This is a long note. Maybe I should've emailed it. This is where I'd bitch about you not having a guestbook, but you are now officially the only person on my buddy list, that I correspond with on a semi-regular basis anyway, that only uses notes, and that makes you "indy". So keep on truckin'.
from fellbehind :
I do love me some "Army of Darkness", Ash is the MAN. But Jimi, no thank you. I don't care who I piss off, he sucks. Fuck him. And yes, the 80s hair, hideous. On guys, I mean. I can't believe I had stripes shaved into the side of my head when I was a kid. Jesus. And I won't even start on mullets. But the girls, with the Aqua Net in spandex and leg warmers and the pink sweater tied in a knot at the bottom with the neck hole so big it drops off the shoulder, that still kinda turns me on. But I'm a weirdo. Hey, did you hear that "bling-bling" is in the dictionary now? That's so cool. Now Webster just needs to recognize "platinum grill" and "holla", and I'll be all set.
from fellbehind :
Well, I totally couldn't pull off the mohawk thing, and gold chains are just gross. Even in moderation. However, if I were a large black man, it would be a completely different story. Hope "the Boy" is better soon, for your sake.
from siopup :
i never thought about it until now, but i don't wear matching underwear either. possibly because i get dressed in the dark. or maybe because i don't have any matching underwear. either way!
from fellbehind :
Oh, that penguin. Gotcha. Jaguar-ified OS X is all UNIX based now, isn't it? UNIX, Linux, what's the difference? Does it matter? Not to me. And yeah, I do still have Weezer. None of the B-Sides, covers, or demos, since, you know, those are on my hard drive, but I've got some Weezer. I will survive.
from fellbehind :
You said hussy. ROCK. Penguiny goodness indeed. Or not, depending on what it means, 'cause I don't know.
from tenpercenter :
Snow crash. Screwtape. What else needs to be said?
from scanzilla :
Hey thanks for the nice words. If only I wasn't just murdered, I'd take you out for ice cream. Damn that Mr. T!
from fellbehind :
"Holy Freudian field day Batman."? You're officially the coolest person on the planet. Or in the top five at least.
from fellbehind :
Yes, I point and laugh at you for having a Paula Abdul cd to make myself feel better. Even though it's not as bad as Ace of Base, but it's worse than Mariah Carey. I wasn't aware of the murder's okay if raisins are involved clause. Does that vary from state to state or is it a federally approved thing? Please tell me it's not just in Canada.
from wiggle :
i believe 420 is the police code for marijuana use. as it happens, i don't "celebrate" the holiday, so that is really the extent of my knowledge.
from ker :
HAH! It's "busy making other plans"! AHAHAHAHAHAHA, I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD!!!! (done now)
from nebulous615 :
yes...the waiting seems to stretch forever. only it seems as though it is more difficult to wait as the end grows closer. Like Christmas as a child -- two months before Christmas is more bearable than two days.
from nebulous615 :
Thanks for the guestbook note...I messed up the code on it before, which is why it wouldn't post. Now I have to figure out how to get the entries to show up the right way...darn html. [grin]
from fellbehind :
Thank you. The cat's actually a he, but not much of a he since he got fixed. Which, I guess technically makes him a transsexual, so it still might fit. But I'm trying not to worry about it. Can you get past the second E on that BBC blob game? Those red moving things keep busting my ass up.
from nebulous615 :
Aww, so sorry to hear about Bobo. I dread the day when mine, Azure, decides his gills are too tired....
from fellbehind :
Emu-loaf it is then. Glad that's all settled.
from nebulous615 :
what a sweet story about your parents. i know exactly...well, almost exactly. mine don't kiss in public, unless my mom's trying to make my dad's ears turn pink or to get a laugh from their staff. thanks for the Canadian note [grin] I went to a hockey game tonight...and enjoyed it on an entirely different level. heheh.
from fellbehind :
But they go great with tofu sticks molded into shapes that slightly resemble french fries and a nice salt-free semi-tomato-based dipping sauce.
from fellbehind :
Make completely unappetizing but very nutritious low-fat emu burgers?
from nebulous615 :
Just an INFP saying "hi." And...three cheers for pink power bras. I'm wearing mine today, too. [grin]
from ker :
;) like the colour switch
from ker :
hehehehe... you shouldn't date old-fashioned guys, y'know? You might be fine with being in the kitchen and baking a pie, but only if you're allowed to race Ferrari's to the grocery store first....
from ker :
WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THE DUCK??? ;)
from siopup :
hooray!
from siopup :
a) i haven't liked a diary so much with so few entries in a long time. b) i beg of you, change the layout. c) hello!

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