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[10 Dec 2009|09:08am] |
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anyone have one of these?
want to mail it to me, or do a trade for it?
doesn't have to be an exact match to that; i'm just looking for a date stamper to work on an art journal that i'll have time for now that the semester is over until spring.
or! you can buy it for me and mail it to me, and i return the favor in delishus art made exclusively by moi.
oui? non?
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| lj has died |
[04 Oct 2009|06:44pm] |
so what's everyone up to?
i had a lazy day. my back hurt mixed in with a headache i realize i get only on the weekends because i'm not as obsessive about coffee like i have to be during class. and at work, it's unavoidable, because i'm a barista. c'est la vie.
so what are you ladies and a few of you boys up to?
get your butts out on lj more!
i miss reading what people are up to; but i totally get we all have adult lives and don't hover around livejournal like we use to for a while there!
any thing going good with work? going crappy?
any one making some art? or not?
how are your kids? are they okay?
how are your relationships??
you can always call or text me (if you don't have my info) you can email me: theoldladymarie@yahoo.com
miss you guys.
back to making late nite caldo de pollo!
and even though i already told her; happy birthday one more time emarie! i'm having fun making your parcel :)
also- JACOB I MISS YOU IF YOU'RE OUT THERE.
be safe and let me know you're okay, ok?
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| parlez vous wanky-wanky? |
[28 Sep 2009|07:33pm] |
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this bitch fuckin' rawks muh bawls:
learn it, live it, love it!
(why did he have to be french though?! and while i'm studying for a french exam of all things; oh, well. i'm genetically predisposed to like french shit, it seems. i love air, what can i say? c'est la vie.)
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[23 Jul 2009|11:35am] |
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flying lotus. |
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it's all about learning to be happy & comfortable with yourself, first.
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[15 Jul 2009|03:24pm] |
that is the most amazing thing i've ever seen.
this is me in dog form.
and gay.
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[15 Jul 2009|03:00pm] |
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sweet. the bear helped me with the 70 for my program, so i basically cheated the system. yeeeeeeeeees!
and i've caught up on all my homework for the next hundred years, and have already done about a million pre-tests in preparation for the final, hahahaha.
this way i can be extra ready & efficient with my questions (if any, this programs leaves none!) during lecture.
as soon as i can figure out a way to possibly upload some of the lectures i've recorded, i'm so putting them up; man this lady is. insane. haha.
ahhh, i don't want to go to wooooooooork tonight. i have to be there by 5 and close. for the next 3 days, ay carumba!
in the meantime, the bear drove me to work this morning because we were dead beat tired from a loooooong long long arduous class/work day and passed the fuck out the second we got home.
didn't play with the animals for shit, ni nada.
i didn't even finish the mango i had started, finishing up last minute homework.
just zonked out.
so.
i'm happy he is there to help me.
it makes me all this-style:
muy shaky chin.
this cover rules :(
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| sweet victory! |
[22 May 2009|06:12pm] |
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sorry it took me a while to thank all you guys who commented on my last post- just been busy, BUT THANK YOU!
i feel your love <3
so i like this job.
a lot.
i'm one of the oldest people there, but i melted the heart of one of the most silent and stern employees here, i get to listen to cool music, everyone is upbeat, and for once, i don't feel the pressure of a high responsibility job.
it's pretty cool.
i love it when people bring their dogs.
i made my first latte & cappuccino today! they were terrible, however, i'm pretty good at making the espresso.
i just blow at steaming milk, haha.
they do this thing called latte art: 
but mine came out looking like an onion, haha: 
annnnnnnnyway,
what's up, guys?
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[28 Apr 2009|04:44pm] |
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that song always gets me.
it makes me nostalgic and happy.
i heard it for the first time ever flying down the highway at 4:59am to the wrong airport with less than an hour to make bear and i's flight to new york that morning.
oh, and we were all pretty much *pissed as a possum.
(*drunk)
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| Reason #63652 |
[20 Apr 2009|03:38pm] |
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That Mr. Sweets rules: he helps make my caldo de pollo with range free chickens & supports my decisions with little pecks at 2:11am when I wake up to take tinkle-link Posted via LiveJournal.app.
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[16 Apr 2009|04:46pm] |
i wish i had friends and the right connections to find a job in this stupid city
*sigh*
any job at this point, just something not related to food and cash registers
eh...
there went my awesome job.
i hate. this. economic. bull.
shit.
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[16 Apr 2009|11:02am] |
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raise your hand if the economoy made you lose your job! |
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http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090416/ap_on_bi_go_ec_fi/economy
NO FUCKING SHIT.
5 bucks women are going to start a baby boom.
just wait & watch.
baby boom.
welfare on the rise.
women resorting to eating their baby's similac.
then a theme restaurant will open in new york by some arty-sterile-as-a-cotton-ball global & corporate savvy couple with dishes born out of similac (pun intended). it'll be the latest rage (for about 15 minutes) to those who aren't in hard economic times but would like to know what it feels like to be poor every once in a while.
y'know.
like how they buy fela kuti and will.i.am albums.
the nelson mandela literature & beer coozies.
thei gahndi ShamWows! they absorb your soul and all your failed human qualities, i hear.
i should get started* on this whole procreation thing in case MDA feels the need to spend more money on the ever so important aquarium water and fish food instead of catered events with HUMAN food for their doctors and patients; i may be out of the fucking job they're shifting me over to.
/rant
*will not be getting started until i reach this status: http://skew.dailyskew.com/2008/08/msn-moneys-12-necessities-that-drain.html
ps, that is by far my favorite photograph on god's green earf.
the only difference is that i wont look like that out of the office, i'd look like this: http://pro.corbis.com/images/RZ001155.jpg?size=67&uid=%7B87A0698F-D0A1-4BC7-8B77-7039832A472C%7D
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[15 Apr 2009|04:11pm] |
now the reality of it is sinking in and i just feel like a huge loser.
look ma, no college degree!
fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck, i'm a fucking loser.
fuck you, imploding economy.
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| whyyy? |
[13 Apr 2009|01:29pm] |
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I have two companies who owe me ze monies, Lebowski; but it sucks because I know the refunds are being processed-
but but but. but my dog is still being un-vaccinated and the carpet is still being un-shampooed (I know that was grammatically incorrect, don't worry)
I just hate online banking and online purchases.
Convenient for full-timers yes! Quick & easy refunds after mystery discrepancies, no!
So eventually PC Tools & PP will hurry their butts up and refund that shizzle because Mr. Mo needs his shots, his tags, his feets chippy-chopped and filed down & I need to get my carpet not looking like people lived on it before.
Monday, Monday!
On the bright side though- Mr. Bear found out that Mac will fix faulty plastic on the bezzels (is that what it's called?) of the new MacBooks and since we bought ours last year, we were still able to get all our shit replaced with brand spanking new material.
FREE OF CHARGE!
Hopefully we can pick it up today :D
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| love potion #9 |
[02 Apr 2009|04:43pm] |
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Man.
Is it bad that I feel like going home in order to creep around the same stale coffee shop behind my apartment complex?
Well, I is.
The coffee is cheap, there are free refills and free wi-fi.
On top of having Raw Sugar, they have Rock Sugar, which looks like New Age petrified Easter Bunny shit, and tastes just as odd, but whatever. It's fun.
Little fish, Big Pond- simple coffee shops I can linger around where you get to know the servers; makes me happy.
(anything I can walk to makes me happy, really)
This next time I need to bring a jacket and the Morris with a leash and bowl, as not to give him abandonment issues from Mr. Sweets and I. I find it very discerning when we're all ready for bed, and he just lays in Sweets' armpits, without blinking for long periods of time.
He just stares at him like one of these: 0_o
Or to give you a better idear, imagine the pillow is rowbear's armpizzle: like this
Nice.
Morris wins at life.
Speaking of sleep- I forgot that Benadryl has magical soporific powers and took two yesterday; I figured it would be like popping Pez considering the agents I've taken in the past I was almost indestructible of...
Let's just say at some point I dragged myself across the kitchen floor and into cold spaghetti that was later found on our night stand, this morning.
Ah. Last weekend at the coffee shop, Sweets tote-a-lotes jail-brokes muh iPhone.
Srz biznez: YES.
(please ignore the...E..i hate the E)
It's probably the most wonderful thing that's ever happened to me, techie wise.
I have Anchorman ringtones that make no sense, and a butterfly shaped Battery indicator.
You know. The essentials.
HIGH SCORE MATH ZOMBIE, WHAT?!
Yeah. I roll like that.
What else, What else.
Oh. Yeah.
Don't watch Choke. Seriously.
I don't care if Sam Rockwell is in it, and you have a huge boner for him; the director cruxcified what was one of my favorite Palahnuik novels of all time. The movie is absolute piss, and that's all I have to say about it.
I want my 20-spot back, Target.
What else.
Oh. Matt Taibbi is a bad ass.
Annnnnnnnd.
If the Lord loves me enough, I get to spend a week driving up and down the coast of California, living on peoples floors, meeting a girl who infiltrated my mind with weird daydreams since 2002 about this considering she painted it, and then attending a bad ass super culture-clash ethic-fusion wedding.
YEEEEShhhhhhhh!
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I'm having a really fucking bad day, already.
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[18 Mar 2009|04:44pm] |
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wants a TOTALLY non-lesbian, fervent love affair with me?
ladies, eh, eh?
i need a fellow artist person to really buckle down with me and snail-mail care packages back and forth.
*looks emily in the eye*
*winks*
what's required of you:
- time
- spare change for postage/packaging
- patience
- artistry
- a love for receiving pretty mail
- the diligence to actually send some back
- patience
i need to jump-start my former life in being an unemployed time-waster that coupled that time with putting together magical things for other people i cared about. and constantly documenting it with pretty pictures on all my blogs.
only this time, i'm employed.
so any takers?
expection(s):
- males allowed if you're homosexual or are a little too fond of david bowie that most mothers call it "questionable"
- you're straight but the correspondence takes place between your female-lady-person and i. exclusively.
sorry straight/single boys :(
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