edit. a year is too long, new xanga.

the commandments stay though.

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this weekend the twins came. we sat around doing pretty much...nothing, but it was nice and drama free. i missed dillinger. and i traded matt my last broadcast shirt for a pedro pin. i don't care, it was worth it. um one of my three friends is going to college, haha i love how all of my friends leave me one way or the other.
i saw lovedrug on friday. it was really neat sitting through four hours of crappy bands just to hear them play 5 songs [that's not including blackout] but it's all gravy because conor oberst was there and he was wearing a purple shirt.
um i'm going to colombus with my mom this weekend and i'm pretty much excited. i'm up for any type of city, except dayton.

i found this in an old entry, and believe it or not it's actually worth reading. so read it or die, read it or die.

The Golden Rules of Instant Messenger By staff writer Justin Rebello "The most important document to emerge from a computer since the Ten Commandments." -Steve Case, Former Chairman and CEO of AOL Introduction: You've seen the phenomenon. During the semester, at least 75% of your buddy list is online. Then winter break hits and your buddy list is hit by an apparent bubonic plague. Because IM is so popular among us college kids, it is befitting that we should set forth a list of rules, nay commandments, to abide by. So here, in no particular order, is the prevailing IM Dogma. I. In your AIM profile, there's no need to throw in loads of advertising space about your girlfriend/boyfriend/horse. Granted, I may be a jaded, single fool, but when your profile looks like this: -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Baby, I love you. I love you. Oh baby I love you and miss you. See you soon. I love you. Baby, baby. [Insert rows of nonsensical IM kissy-faces] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's just annoying and disturbing. A subtle message is fine, but if you use either MUAH or those god-awful AIM faces (more on those in a sec), then AOL should spike you and you should be forced to communicate your rampant I LOVE YOU's through smoke signals you utterly whipped prick. (And that goes for you dickwads with the "Taken" Buddy Icons. Go fuck yourself!) II. Please stop with LOL. Only about .4% of people actually "Laugh out Loud" and they are retarded. And don't give me this ROTFLMAO (Rolling on the floor laughing my ass off). I'd actually like to see you try this just so you can snap your neck as you fall out of your chair. Good. Nothing to LOL about now, is there? III. Don't IM just to say "HI." Talking on AIM is the fast food equivalent of actual conversations. Keep the messages short and sweet. I assure you, you are not that interesting of a person. And if you were, why I am I talking to you behind a keyboard and miles of bandwidth? IV. You don't have to IM someone every time they are online. Nobody is that interesting. The average person spends more time wiping their ass than talking to their parents. No one can be conversational every time you IM them. V. Stop with these oblique away messages like "Not here", "Away", "Gone", or using an AIM face. If you had to shit, fine. Tell us, we're concerned for your well being. And for the love of god don't use the default away message: "I am away from my computer right now." Don't you get disappointed when you see that? VI. If you are talking on a cell phone with someone and IMing that person simultaneously, you deserve the impending radiation cancer. VII. Don't ever send more than 5 messages in a row to someone. All that beeping could give someone a brain hemorrhage. It sounds like a damn Star Wars movie on my computer! VIII. Stop using AIM faces. This is the lowest point of human interaction. It is more evolved to go to your friend's house and throw your own shit at their face. IX. If someone sends you a link or a song to download, you are not obligated to ever visit that link or download that song. Making a suggestion is fine, but don't pester them about it for days to come. You are interrupting their porn time. X. Blocking someone is about the cruelest thing you can do to them. Worse than murder. So if someone pisses you off, don't block them. Ignore them. Fill them with doubt as to whether you are still at your computer. Blocking is basically the Agent Orange of AIM abuse. Savagely cruel, use only when necessary. XI. One "Bye" is all that is needed to end a convo. Too many convos drag on and on like the first hour of Pearl Harbor. They look a little like this: Homo69: Ok man, later. Buttfuk27: Yea, take it east. Buttfuk27: easy* Homo69: Yeah I will Homo69: Later Buttfuk27: Later, dude Homo69: Goodnite Buttfuk27: Oh hey Homo69: Yeah? Buttfuk27: Did you finish your paper? Homo69: Yeah Buttfuk27: Oh okay, cool Homo69: ok, seeya later Buttfuk27: Yep, bye Homo69: Bye Buttfuk27: Night -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Previous message was not received by Homo69 because of error: User Homo69 really left this time. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- XII. Don't try to describe your looks in your screen name. If your screen name is SexyGurl25, and you look like the love child of ALF and Carrot Top, that's false advertising. Besides it really isn't nice to trick MegaStud21, who is actually a 40 year old unemployed bald man that installed a webcam in your shower while you were at class. XIII. Girls, it is not necessary to make your profiles look the lost works of Emily Dickinson. A couple of clever lines is fine, but honestly, no one's turning to your profile as their daily source of sonnets. XIV. Don't just type "yea" to your friend when you have nothing to say. I understand the flashing IM is intimidating, and a lot of people need to have the last word, but the "yea" is basically IM code for: "I have lost a lot of interest in this convo, and was kind of hoping we could just drift apart." XV. No more than two numbers in your screen name. Three is okay, but only if it's to signal your birthday. It's already hard to remember what you decided to call yourself online, we really don't need the first 100 digits of pi. If your SN is: Queef67483857, just shorten it to Queef67. Or just Queef. I can't imagine too many people picking that one, it's too honest. XVI. Don't type "BRB" then drive to Mexico. BRB has a 10 minute window. After that, it's away message time. AOL should install a feature that will automatically send gay porn to all your friends under your name once your comp is idle for 11 minutes after a BRB. XVII. You can tell the mood a person is in by how much they type. Example: PeeWee12: Hey, man. Meat10: Yo, what's up, dude? = Happy PeeWee12: Hey, man Meat10: Hey = Melancholy PeeWee12: Hey, man Meat10: Go fuck yourself. = Not happy. XVIII. Don't put quizzes in your profile. What is the goal, exactly? To figure out who is your most prolific stalker? XIV. If the Internet kicks you off, and then you sign back on, it is your duty to re-start the convo. I don't know why this is, but if the other person IM's you with "kicked off?" they are obsessed with you. XX. If someone sends you one of those IM's that say you must IM 10 other people, in order to save a child dying of leukemia in Indonesia, drive to his house and beat him to death with his own keyboard. Then, take a deep breath, and go check your email.

Currently Playing Winners Never Quit By Pedro the Lion see related

kelly told me i look like i belong in college, with my "school girl" sense of style. weird

i love borders, i want to work there. i love the feeling i get being surrounded by books, coffee and music. my mom and i went there last week and got an ungodly amount of books between the two of us, including this really..interesting book about a jewish girl with ocd, called devil in the details. it reminds me of jon and tony but mostly of this really mod [but adorable] jewish boy named cooper, who is obsessed with his mac and myspace.

i have about 5 years of work to do in school this week that i'm really not looking forward to, including doing a project that's worthy of comparison to the past ten year's amazing crucible projects, grrreat.

times seem to be better when my friends are fewer.

and someone ripped the defeat bush-vote sticker off my car. haha, cool.

new hair;; not too much different but a lot shorter + low lights and really dark underneath.









my dad was on cnn today! showing off his awesome work for america coming together.
and my uncle is dying. which, hasn't quite hit me yet.

Currently Playing A Funk Odyssey By Jamiroquai see related

tomorrow this age-old hair is getting chopped, dyed and stylified. and it's a good thing, because i need a change.

[On our first date my husband asked me ''Gracie, do you dream?'' and I said ''Yes..from the time I get up in the morning 'til I go to bed at night''. You know how they say the first time is never any good? Well with us it was wonderful, I'd never felt so awake and I had to reassure him that crying was just my standard reaction to tremendous pleasure. He held me and he said that he wanted to make me cry for the rest of our lives. Flash forward 15 years and somehow the two of us became one and one. And now I find myself living with a roommate instead of a husband, and I have dogs instead of children because I can have dogs but can't have children, I've forgotten who blames who for that...and I haven't cried in a very long time.]

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today was one of those days where you realize too many things at once, everything starts to fall into place. but it hits too hard and all you're left with is an anxious feeling that sits right in between your stomach and your heart.on edge all day, until something happens and you finally let it all go and evaporate into nothing.
it was also one of those days where you're perfectly content with being alone, and some of the things you do routinely and tediously, suddenly become the best things in the world, you notice things you were too blind to see before.

my so called life reminds me of when i had an actual family, you know the kind that involves 3 or more people under one roof. that memory was almost gone, or so it seems.
sometimes i wish so badly that i didn't care as much as i do, about polotics or anything of that nature. in a way i envy closed minded people, seems like they have it so much easier, not caring. although, taking the easy way out just isn't much of a challenge.

i really wish i was a lot closer to a few people, some more than others. i'm losing two of the closest friends i've ever had merely because of this extraordinary thing called the ocean, it gets in my way sometimes. it's not my fault if i can't be there. i don't understand why people don't put more effort into seeing things from other's perspectives, it would help so much.

i'm going to try and concentrate more on things that are actually going to be of benefit to me in the future, like school, and not spend 90% of my time on things that will never amount to anything.
there really is something depressing about sundays, i think it's because all it really is, is procrastinating monday. noone wants to come to terms with the fact that school/work does start tomorrow, whether you want it to or not. i know i'd rather pretend it doesn't, and that i don't actually have to wake up in 4 hours and drag myself into the shower once again.

"i, i held her hand so tight
cuz words don't come out right
and she sees things at night.
me, i'm closer to the door
i don't get scared no more
but i don't know the score.
if i could hold them in my hand,
i'd make them understand
i'm not a haunted mind, i'm not a thoughtless kind."

Currently Playing Big Red Letter Day By Buffalo Tom Late at night see related

i like placebo a lot, and by placebo i mean lovedrug.

this week has been a bit of a doozy.
i'm running on about 3 hours of sleep.

30 second video clips and naps have my heart.

my decision to put faith in myself rather than a god i've never seen nor prayed to is entirely my own, it's not going to change. and if that bothers you, i'm sorry. but i'm not the one with the problem.

i miss this one kid a lot. he's as good as best friends come, and means more to me than sleep. but i'll see him soon, and we'll have girl talks and cuddle and take 30 second video clips and watch movies all day long. best kept secret this side of the states.

three cheers for watching the presidential debates twice in one day. i hate having the same teacher for two periods, i really do.

so i've come to the conclusion that it's impossible not to judge people. after all it's only human nature. i assume way too many things, i need to quit.
there's a point where procrastination eventually stops, but it's the place in between start and finish that makes my stomach churn. no matter how bad i feel about not doing something, i'll still continue to not do it. is that bad?

my mom finished her thesis.
she dedicated it to my sister and i, it was a kodak moment.
phd*, here she comes.

deathcab in 13 days.

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