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Friday, February 17th, 2006
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I have not been checking up on LJ for centuries, so here I am! I may send you all random comments, cause I have a spot of free time.
How the hell is everybody??
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3 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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In your eyes, people see kindness... You're just
so... so... so... Sweet! You're kind and love
to give others in need, a helping hand. You're
pretty shy but can be warm and friendly towards
those you know, and those who know you best.
Your sanctuary would just be any place that is
warm, cozy, and inviting to all people. You
love to show signs of affection to your lover
but a small simple talk does the trick as well
;) Sadly, your kindness can be used to your
disadvantage. People can use you, and take
advantage over your sweet and sensitive
mind.... But fear not! With you being so kind
and generous, people look up to you and adore
you ^-^ No one would dare hurt you because they
can't bear the thought of your sweet smile
turning into a frown :)
What Lies Behind Your Eyes?
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you are the cute but psycho happy bunny. You
adorable, but a little out there. It's alright,
you might not have it all, but there are worse
which happy bunny are you?
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Your element is Fire. Like fire, you have a hot
temper and you can be warm and loving as well
and angry and wild. It all really comes down to
what you are feeling. You have a lot of close
friends who you are very protective over, and
with your temper probably some enemies too. You
are not Miss Popular in school since you are
your own person and don't want to be forced
into behaving this or that way. You are the
untamed wild horse, the kind that everyone
wants to catch. But you don't want to be tied
down for the moment and just keep going with
your little crushes. Your will is strong and if
you set your mind to do something, you will
most likely succeed. But beware, your friends
may not always accept your mood-swinging
behaviour. Even if you don't mean to be mean,
they can still feel hurt. You just need to
start thinking some things through before you
do them, and not always jump in with so much
courage. One day you may be hurt because of
that, but then again, your element isn't fire
if you start to analyse situations before you
act. After all, your nature is to shoot first
and ask the questions later. Rate and message!
What is your element? [with pics + 7 outcomes + detailed answeres!]
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3 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Last night was one of the best nights of my entire life. I went to see Nine Inch Nails at the Electric Factory. Words cannot describe the excitement, joy, happiness, warmth, familiarity, and amazingly connected feeling that came over me last night and today, the aftermath.
I wasn't going to go because I had the hardest time getting tickets off of ebay since Ticketmaster sold out in 3 minutes (for 2 separate days, mind you.)
I fought with ebay for 2 mnths straight trying t win tickets - either they went all the way up to $450, or I'd be winning and then I'd get outbid like a minute before the end of the auction. Then it happened...
I called my friend Jay on Monday night to whine about how I am not gonna go to the concert and how I keep getting outbid, yadda-yadda. Well so then he looks at my account and says, "OMIGOD, JO! You WON!!!" I was like, "no way - you are full of shit! Stop playing around." And then he said it was true - I won about an hour before I called him (approximately 1:30am?). So I proceeded to shite my pants. Well, not really. I actually just hooted and hollered outside for a good 20 minutes. The poor guy's eardrum just gave in and shriveled up and died. I actually CRIED when I found out I won! (I know, I'm a dork - shut up).
What an amazing show - I'll write about it later, I swear. I know I've been pretty non-existent lately, but I really have been busy as a bitch in heat! It's been insane!
Just to let y'all know, I still have much love for my lj peeps! Extra Special shout-outs go to: auntie_christ, bondgirl007, cheesecakeluvr, fallen_fizzgig, ford, pandorakyss, rainaraina, riceeaters, shywriter, sugared_chaos, and tezyeh!!!
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10 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Sunday, January 30th, 2005
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| Time: | 1:10 am. |
| Mood: |  depressed. |
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My Grandpop died last night. That is all.
I LOVE YOU, NONNO. No more pain and suffering... you're in peace now.
Reposa En Pace, Nonno. Ti voglio bene tanto tanto...
Tu Neputa,
Josie
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7 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Friday, January 28th, 2005
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You know how you just go on about your business and live your life without bullshit drama, and yet people still blame you for shit that they brought upon themselves by being evil bitches? Yeah. I know how that is.
Guess what, loser? Blame yourself for YOUR losses because you wouldn't know something good if it smacked you right in your fat face. One more thing: keep my name out of your mouth. I don't talk about you, don't want to see you, don't care about you and don't wanna know you anymore - wasted enough precious time on you. Your name is erased from my mind, replaced only by disgust and pity for you, because you have nothing better to do with your sad life than put blame on others who mind their own business. Did you ever think that the problem might be you? You are irrelevant, pitiful, corny, a user, and a backstabbing bitch, to boot. Took a while to see the truth but now it's out there and I am NOT the only one who sees it; I have no desire to turn anyone against you - you are doing a mighty fine job of that yourself. I remember when you used to judge people on their actions, not based on what other dumbasses told you. Those days are long gone for you, my dear - only to be replaced with self-induced bitterness and anger based on something that you have NO idea whether is true or not! Do you have any idea how many times people have told me you were saying shit about ME? Did I care? Did I confront you? NO. Three reasons why: 1) how do I know if it's true or if it was just instigated, 2) I have enough to worry about in my life to give your existence a second thought, and 3) I really could care less what you think or how you feel because I know the TRUTH. I am still gonna sleep at night. Go away. "JOSIE" should no longer be in your vocabulary. Get a life, fucktard! Stop causing DRAMA. Learn to take the blame for turning people on you, cause you did it yourself and I had no hand in it at all. You have more beef with me? Be an adult and say it to my face, bitch.
Thank you, drive safely.
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talk to me babe
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Thursday, January 27th, 2005
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| Time: | 9:57 am. |
| Mood: |  scared. |
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my grandfather has been in the hospital since November. He has congestive heart failure, failing kidneys, emphysema and he had pneumonia for about a month. He's 86 years old, so it took a lot of time for his body to bounce back from it all. Finally, after a ton of weight loss, a tracheotomy, much medicaton and constant visits by our family, on Wednesday, he was sitting upright and talking and laughing with my Uncle Sal in the early afternoon. Everything was gonna be alright - I could finally breathe a sigh of relief - we all could.
Until yesterday around 3pm. They took my Grandpop downstairs to give him his bi-weekly routine of dialysis and suddenly, in the middle of it, his heart just STOPPED. They did all they could to revive him and finally, after 10 minutes, they brought him back. Now he can't talk, walk, move or anything else. They have him on a huge dose of Morphine to kill his pain. I was saying goodbye to my best friend in the world last night - we were both crying our eyes out and then the phone call came from my father - "Come to the hospital - we are going to pull the plug. Your Grandfather is like a vegetable and we can't watch him suffer anymore. We are waiting for you to come before we do it." Well I about lost my mind and rushed to the hospital. They pulled the plug, which is actually the oxygen mask. My entire family was there - there are a TON of aunts, uncles and cousins in one small room. We all stood around his bed and held him, telling him how much we love him and that it's ok for him to let go. We all cried non-stop waiting for the inevitable; but he kept on keepin' on. I was there until 1:30AM. Then I decided I was gonna go home, because my cousin Joanne is a nurse and she said he could die instantly or he can hold on up to about a week because his vitals were so strong. He was breathing at 100% by himself. The nurse said not to get carried away - he's still dying, but we just don't know when.
I am not a religious woman, but I ask for your prayers at this time. Either that, or just keep us in your thoughts. I am hanging on a string waiting for this inevitable and depressing news. I feel like my heart is in my mouth.
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4 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Thursday, December 23rd, 2004
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QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals."
- J.K. Rowling -
This is perfect as far as quotes go, because I was just telling my bus buddy Cathy that many lawyers here treat the rest of the staff like an infectious disease, and that's just sad. I love the (very few) lawyers that can see the rest of us as an equal. I <3 Jonathan Kopcsik, Loretta Wise, Will Garrett, Josh Deringer, Rick West, Chris Geitan, and all the rest that are sweetiepies.
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talk to me babe
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Tuesday, December 21st, 2004
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| Time: | 5:41 pm. |
| Mood: |  productive. | | Music: | NIN - The Perfect Drug. |
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I can't wait till I get a chance to tell it like it really is!
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talk to me babe
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Monday, December 20th, 2004
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| Time: | 9:50 am. |
| Mood: | freezing!. | | Music: | my teeth chattering like whoa. |
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:stops in hallway of floor; picks up frozen, broken-off nipples off floor; proceeds to bury thyself into a bucket of scalding coffee:
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2 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Tuesday, December 14th, 2004
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I'm sorry - I know Anna Kournikova has a gorgeous body, athletic, strong and yet, still feminine. She also has long, lustrous and thick blonde locks. All well and good except for one thing:
She's got a face like a drunken dirty-diapered monkey had sex with a wet pancake. Skevotz.
Word on the street is that she done married my husband Enrique. Here is a letter to you, Enrique. It says it all.
Dear husband #287,
Why Enrique?! Do you like wet pancakes and poopy-filled diapers? You are a HOT, HOT man with a killer voice, but your taste is questionable. Again, for lack of a more fitting word, skevotz.
Love,
Moi
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9 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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It's about time some morons finally understand that THEY ARE NOT IMPORTANT TO ME AT ALL.
Next time you have a retarted notion that I would be as childish and ignorant as YOU, maybe you better do some research sooner before you show your stupidity and take "revenge".
Understand this: I won't let it slide next time around. You have had more than enough rope to hang yourself and you are doing a mighty fine job of it.
GET A LIFE AND GET OUT OF MINE!
THANK YOU. PLEASE TAKE A PAMPHLET AND MOVE ON.
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3 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Monday, November 29th, 2004
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A Close Distance
by Maggie Iseler
I know two people with two separate lives,
Two minds living in two different worlds.
Two worlds that are felt, that are seen in the eyes,
In the eyes of one boy and one girl.
Two worlds. Two people with two hearts.
They know their worlds are apart.
Two worlds with one wish under the sun,
One wish that two worlds will be one.
Two worlds. Two souls with one destiny.
Two loves that were meant to be.
Two paths intertwined into one road.
Someday, they’ll have each other to hold.
If you look close, I think you’ll find
That those two worlds are yours and mine.
And even though we’re worlds apart,
Your whole world is in my heart.
I love you SO MUCH...
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talk to me babe
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Monday, November 8th, 2004
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| Time: | 12:08 am. |
| Mood: |  satisfied. | | Music: | A Perfect Circle - Weak and Powerless. |
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Dear G5 Mac,
Thank you for working fast and proficiently for me this weekend. Thank you for allowing me to finish most of my homework without spitting, sputtering, cackling, slowing down, shutting down my program, and just plain acting a fool in general. You were quick, your colors printed out awesomely, and my livejournal actually worked without problems. You was da bomb this weekend, dawg! Me love you long time. Well, not really, but me starting to love you. Keep up the good work and I will hug you more often.
smoochies,
Me
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talk to me babe
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Sunday, November 7th, 2004
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BANG BANG - SHOOT EM ALL - THE PARTY NEVER ENDS!
YOU CAN'T THINK OF DYIN' WHEN THE BOTTLE'S YOUR BEST FRIEND...
WEEEEEE!
I LOVES ME SOME SKID ROW!
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2 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Saturday, November 6th, 2004
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| Time: | 1:45 pm. |
| Mood: |  tired. | | Music: | Disturbed - Believe. |
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Why am I procrastinating?! I have so much homework to do, and yet, I have done nothing about it today. I would, however, like to crawl into my nice, comfy, warm bed and go night-nights for a bit. Even Disturbed (who ALWAYS hypes me up) cannot wake me up today!
Oy. Skevotz.
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talk to me babe
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Monday, October 25th, 2004
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| Time: | 10:25 am. |
| Mood: |  naughty. |
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Clinton is going to be 1 block away from where I work today...
Don't make me get Monica Lewinsky-esque up in this piece!
:smacks lips:
What?! Clinton is hotness. The End.
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2 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Wednesday, October 20th, 2004
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I FINALLY came up with the absolute BEST idea EVER for my project!!!! It is, in my opinion, GOLD!
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Now I just hope my professor feels the same way!! I REALLY hope so! I shall find out tomorrow...
WISH ME LUCK!!
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2 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Monday, September 20th, 2004
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1) I <3 cavatelli
2) I <3 baseball
3) I <3 my man
4) I <3 my CLOSE friends
1) I hate chicken fingers from Citizens Park Arena (where the Phillies game was yesterday and they won 7-2! WOO-HOO!)
2) I hate when the dumbass Expos' pitchers kept on walking Thome - it just proves that they know he's too good for them and they suck ass
3) I hate random homeless men who hit on me in front of the Chinese cart
4) I hate fairweather friends
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2 talk your garbages| talk to me babe
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Sunday, September 12th, 2004
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