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Saturday, September 16, 2000 at
10:11 p.m. |
fini |
[this is my name, and I'm going to only say it once, so you better remember it]
Friday, September 15, 2000 at
09:47 a.m. |
nothing post worthy has happened. So I'll tell you about how the Biology quiz on replication, transcription, translation, and transportation... ha - ha - ha, no.
Alex, the girls in University are easy??! To make chit chat with or make love with? Or do they go hand in hand?
My, RNA: I'm so sorry I put my codons into you 3 times when you said STOP. Forgive me.
It's so difficult trying to find a smooth fluid pen these days.
grainy, grainy, grainy!
I said that in the Marsha, Marsha, Marsha tone... get it? |
[3 days later....]
Thursday, September 14, 2000 at
10:31 a.m. |
They call me Angela.
Yes, they do.
Angie. 17 years of Angie.
calling me Angela. What do you think? |
[Fast food : Louie's Subs, blech]
Monday, September 11, 2000 at
02:58 p.m. |
I don't know why I did it, biting into the stale bun with the fake cheesy sauce tasted almost as bad as the $5 bill used to purchase it.
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[I'm as predictable as a 1-900]
Sunday, September 10, 2000 at
11:42 a.m. |
Do your eyes light up at a flat surface?At the same time it feels good to know that you're liked for so much more.
What's my phone number?
4752030
What if you were calling long distance?
18004752030
You're so naive. It's 19004752030
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[have you had breakfast yet?]
Friday, September 8, 2000 at
10:30 a.m. |
[pummeling chest, thump, thump thump]
Angie P-H-A-N here, that's right Phan! To give you the morning report.
Phosphobilipid's later I have made an attempt to talk to *one* classmate. When I answer questions, my voice is crackly from lack of use.
SUCCESS! I have been pressed & dressed for success in this SUCCESSful atmosphere.and I can listen to streaming audio without any breaks on their computers. Say it with me: ooh!
Yesterday Jeff laughed on the phone. Whoa. I realized just then that it feels good to make someone just-outright-laugh. It just burst out of him. surprise!
Vulgar is such a disgusting word! I mean it’s not like disgusting. They could be used in the same context I suppose, but vulgar just sounds that much grosser.
I couldn’t really make out what Jeff was saying because he was mumbling due to his comfortable position on his bed and his eyes closed. I usually get in this position when I’m having a different kind of telephone conversation… kidding. Really!
It’s like, vulgar: someone who picks their nose [pause] and then eats it!
did ya laugh?
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[you're dangerous, oh baby, could you do me right?]
Thursday, September 7, 2000 at
06:22 p.m. |
Oh! Ambience Tip:
Put on the Backstreet Boys in your CD drive and crank it up on your Labtec speakers. "OH!!! Without you I don't think I could live!!"
Someone came to my site by way of my crooked toes post. Yeah you know, the ones that stick out of the sandals? The ones that will ruin my chances with the guy of my dreams because of his foot fetish. Well, now I can laugh. I'm laughing at you, you freak with the overlapping toes!!
Actually I'm not laughing. It's like thinking you're fat and then you can't find your size, cause everyone else is just as fat...hyuk. Plus, you sent me an email. You rock!
I went to the U o f A today for to see the lovely girls: jocelyn and meghan. I failed to stop an impulse purchase, and endorsed a diet of fries! I'm sorry I let you down! --girl, you make me wanna move-- ok, so maybe Backstreet music is not so good on the writing concentration.
The two whoppin' "regular" servings of NY fries in our hands had Meghan and I walking down Hub mall proclaiming the difficulties of feeding our families of 6, no 8. Afterall, what would little ol' us be doing with so many fries? |
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