broken car

Sooooo Wednesday after work I went out to the parking garage to retrieve my car and go home. I was on the phone with Corner to see if we were still on for playing racquetball, but as I approached my car I noticed the driver’s side front tire was flat. And not just a little [...]

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can we PLEASE just win this game?

October 15, 2005 at 14:02 pm · 3 comments

my lord. i have just experienced the weirdest 24 hours ever. yesterday after dinner with dave i was feeling really good and decided to go get my car out of lot 91 so i could go home either after midnight madness or this morning, depending on how tired i was. so i get to my [...]

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it had not broken after all.

May 26, 2005 at 22:12 pm · 2 comments

“You try to decide if you should take this as a message of endings. Or beginnings.” i read francesca lia block’s necklace of kisses and enjoyed it very much. i actually cried during the last four pages or so. i am working ten 8-hour days in a row at mcdonald’s. not the most fun in [...]

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get down on my knees for you.

May 12, 2005 at 0:22 am · 2 comments

liars: they make me sick & patience: i have none of it. my dad just came into the room, rubbed my shoulders and informed me that we are going to take my car to the junkyard. i think i am going to cry. i just finished posting all of my scribble entries from 2001 here. [...]

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reruns all become our history.

August 11, 2004 at 0:48 am · 0 comments

today i cried in my car because it was shaking and it was just another one of those things that is outside my control. my old world is falling apart and a new one is being rebuilt. certain walls remain the same, but the foundation has changed. i’ve lost so much, gained so much, and [...]

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