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| 12:17am 06/03/2005 |
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mood:  artistic
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rawer rawer roar you shall be eaten by my ferocious dinosaur |
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| 09:25pm 04/03/2005 |
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music: the dresden dolls - boston (live)
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do you people have ANY idea how FUCKING lucky you are?
EVERY SINGLE post on ALL of The Dresden Dolls boards (shadowbox.net,lj community, etc) are "Tickets sold out in less than two minutes and I didn't get any and now they're on ebay for 300 dollars each already!"
The NIN boards aren't much cheerier, although because of their enormous fanbase I basically blame them for scariness which is a million crying dresden dolls fans.
sweeet. see, i got 2 on ticketmaster because as of late, GOD LOVES ME. and the fact that I have an AMAZING and beautiful friend like Devon who happens to have magic connections... well.
YALL ARE LUCKY BASTARDS IF THIS SHOW ISN'T THE REASON YOU'RE BORN I WILL BE MAD AT YOU AND THAT WOULD MAKE ME MORE MAD BECAUSE BEING MAD WOULD RUIN THE FACT THAT I WILL BE SO HAPPY THAT I WILL TRANSCEND INTO A PURE BEING OF POSITIVE ENERGY AND BECOME ONE WITH THE UNIVERSE AND REACH NIRVANA.
bitttcches and hooooes. <3<3<3
[edit] here are some dolls lyrics cause i FELT LIKE IT:
four years thrown away on vows we never kept
forty-five minutes every day religiously devoted to regret
time we could have spent on medication thrown away on education
and we planned to take a trip to scotland but we never made it
how'd you like to run away from these machines? |
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| 08:34pm 04/03/2005 |
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and
and
on a stage together |
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| in each others shadow we grew less and less tall and eventully our theories couldn't explain it all |
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| 05:08pm 04/03/2005 |
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mood:  energetic music: ani defranco - both hands
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Thank you for using Ticketmaster. You have ordered 2 tickets to : Nine Inch Nails/The Dresden Dolls
Alright. Devon Greenbaum is specially getting 6 tickets. These are for herself, myself, Reuven Gordon, Katie Fox, Morgan Boes, and The Todd. Morgan and Todd, you both need to give me 40 bucks each so I can pay Devon for the tickets.
As for the ones I ordered; well let's just say that Ben Parsons and Justin now officially have tickets to see Nine Inch Nails and The Dresden Dolls in May, Friday the 13th at 7:30 pm at the Orpheum theater in Boston.
Justin is coming home from the war! Justin is coming home from the war! Justin is coming home from the war!
And he has a sword because of promotion-o-rama. He is my favorite Marine in the whole world. <3
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| until you say: |
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| 08:54pm 03/03/2005 |
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don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her don't you don't you wish you'd never never met her
no, you're not rid of me
i'll make you lick my injuries |
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| nick's boots which i am wearing |
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| 01:21pm 02/03/2005 |
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i think the boots i wear
are a power source
i think i become facinated and fueled by inanimate objects
(things things things)
when interacting with people
is just not working out
no its not you it's me and my emotional problems
which i refuse to get over
i'm like a game of pick-up-sticks
you wiggle one in the slightest and
you have to start all over again
why can't i be more like canasta?
hand and foot canasta
rainbow gloves i made myself and nick's flaming(ly gay) fake leather boots canasta
i like photography
i've been taking snapshots again like i used to
not in a rewinding way, it's mostly because
you remind me of all of the things which have ever made me happy and i'm picking them up again
regress? no no not at all
legos still make me feel exactly how i felt when i was six
before i knew that they knew they could hurt me
before i knew i was hurting other people
angst angst angst
dear kait
shut up
sincerely
kait
i'm taking a little bit of time in my box
to close myself in as airtight as possible
and
breathe
how exactly does that work? it's a paradox
yeah
well
trying to teach someone to play canasta
can be kind of like that
how many singer-songwriters does it take to screw in a lightbulb? |
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| 11:05pm 01/03/2005 |
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mood: french
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Votre grenouille a mangé mon dejeuner!
M'aider, je n'a pas de jambe!
Est-ce difficile trouver une cravate plus odieuse que vous?
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Où est la maison plus de whore proche? Je suis horny et j'ai besoin de recevoir de vrai rapide. Dit, vous wanna va snort quelque cocaïne dans l'allée postérieure? |
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| rawer rawer roar i am a ferocious dinosaur and i am hungry for human flesh! |
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| 07:50pm 01/03/2005 |
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mood:  spaaace caaasee
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LOOKIE WHATS GONNA BE IN MY BEDROOM:
Since I own the exact same bedframe already, I'm going to see if I can get the stilts that go with it and maybe the desk and drawers. Cause already having the bed makes it 1/3rd the price.
Since... yeah.
I'm in love with
1.) my loft
2.) my dredlocks
3.) Chicago
and none of these things i actually have at the moment, but just you wait a week or so, just you wait i say!
mineallmine
that would be a good band name.
"omg mineallmine is lyke the shiznit; did you go to their Chicago show? d00d The Lofts totally opened for em... yeah the crazy redheaded chica who played kitchen appliances totally had the l33test dreds."
another thought; would a Dred-Locke be a hairdo of philosophy?
i need a hobby.
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| 01:54am 01/03/2005 |
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Behold! Ze lone dredlock!
Soon to look more dreddy (and less like a poofy mess) and to be kept company. |
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| 01:42pm 27/02/2005 |
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music: fiona apple - paper bag
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| 12:49pm 27/02/2005 |
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Heck, I'd dump the indie kid for bubble tea any day.
I think that girl = me.
Okay the end.
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| "put your pants back on kelsey!" "stop lying and keep singing about me!" |
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| 01:05am 27/02/2005 |
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mood:  missing my reuven music: gabe and myself - king of carrot flowers part one
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I really really miss Reuven.
I miss many more people as well, but I haven't actually talked to Reuven in a week except for when he called me on my birthday from New freaking Jersey.
And he's the other half of my brain. And I won't get to see him for probably another week or so. Oh the despair I am feeling!
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| 02:08pm 25/02/2005 |
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mood:  bored music: hole - celebrity skin
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1.) If you were in a band (you know, a successful one...), and you HAD to remake an old song, what band/song would you choose and why?
Well duh. If the song has to be old, it'd be "Willow Weep for Me" by Billie Holiday.
2.) If you were a Make-a-Wish child, what would you wish for (and why)?
That's a good question.
3.) If you had the chance to learn when you were going to die, would you take it? Would you tell anyone if you knew (either your date of death or theirs)?
I would, but it'd be just like in Big Fish.
4.) If you couldn't die until you helped someone, would you rather live forever selfishly or die earlier?
What?
5.) If there's any goal you haven't accomplished yet, what is it and what is stopping you?
Moving out of the house --> I must finish my education first. |
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| i bet they moved out to the suburbs |
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| 06:09pm 22/02/2005 |
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mood:  kumbaya music: everclear - volvo driving soccer mom
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They say that goldfish have no memory
I guess their lives are much like mine
And the little plastic castle
Is a surprise every time
And it's hard to say if they're happy
But they don't seem much to mind |
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| 05:23pm 21/02/2005 |
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mood:  kinda okay but gross anyway
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I'm sorry if any of you showed up at the station or in town this morning, but when I woke up Nancy decided not to let me go, even though it was open invitation so I couldn't exactly notify everyone...
I'm sorry. This is a pretty lame 16th birthday.
My awesome t-shirt did in fact come in the mail today, though.
( And Maya, Marissa, and myself went out for lunch )
Other than that, and getting myself volume five from the best of Billie Holiday (mmm) and a silly old Stone Temple Pilots album (the record itself looks like a beach ball eeehehe), it's still not the massively amazing day of Boston, MFA, a billion random friends, snow, and... yeah.
Happy Birthday, myself.
Sweet sixteen. I guess I should be more thankful.
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some good stuff i guess yeah