The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created spring. - Bern Williams
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of course it snows tonight and i have to work tom....i hate this work thing it get's in the way of my riding.
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some of my favorites quotes by my friends_______"if i weren't so lazy i would play with myself more." ~MK_________"i wish i were that boy's guitar..." ~LG_________"is there really an old man that lives in that mountain?" ~MK______________________________________________________ok the reason why i am using this____ is b/c the html is screwed up....TODAY STARTS THE MONTH LONG CELEBRATION OF MY BIRTHDAY SO HELP ME KICK IT OFF BY LEAVING ME A HAPPY LITTLE MESSAGE OR BY SENDING ME GIFTS!!!_____ONLY-ON-A-FRIDAY!
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What's next? Where am i going? Who will i become? I sit in this chair everyday and thank the higher power i am where i am right now. Having a job that i like and saving my money to move onto greater places is more than i could ever hope for. In a time where jobs are few and far between, i have stability. My hopes and aspirations become more and more clear as each day passes. I get angry at myself when i feel ashamed to tell others what i do for a living. i make excuses such as well for now, and this is temporary....why should i apologize for what it is that i do? I am a caretaker for two of the most beautiful intelligent young ladies on the planet. After many years of having nanny jobs i swore up and down that i would never do it again. well i ate those words real fast. There is definitely a societal biased against people who do not have an "office" job or a full-on "career" and that is a shame. I get paid as much as most people and i get to do whatever i want all day long. I am on the verge of 24.... my whole life lay before me. how dare i make apologies for being happy making money and having a plan. Everything eventually falls into place though it may take some time. When i think about people in other countries who never have the oppertunity to work or they make pennies per day, i am reminded of how unbelievably privilaged i am. Last February my pride was stored on the shelf for good keeping when i left my job...one that could have been the greatest job ever yet would have put me in my grave. I knew the end result to leaving my job was to leave my apt and move back in with mum and dad. Five years had passed and tensions were high. I felt like a failure, "how could i not do it on my own i thought?" I had always said that i will never move back in with my parents NEVER. well little did i know how prophetic those words would become. My independence was robbed....where are you going? what are you doing? when are coming home? not the words i wished hear yet did many times over. My dreams seemed to die and i got lost in my anger and frustration of not being able to find another job and being alone in my house with my family breathing down my neck. Slowly but surely things began to happen....slowly....very slowly. I realize now that this was a learning process that i wouldn't change for the world. it has made me stronger and made me realize that no matter what comes at me...i will survive...It was a part of the master plan....and all i had to do was follow...i see my future more clearly now. Although i don't know where exactly where i will be or what i will become, i see the open book laying before me...my pen...will write...filling the pages with experiences creating a masterpiece that i will be forever proud of.
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Wednesday, March 26, 2003
VIOLATION
City of Boston
Month Day Year
03 / 21 / 03
STATE: MA
PLATE COLOR: RED
TIME: 5:52pm
MAKE: VW
LOCATION: Mass Ave. Cambridge
METER NUMBER: 1141
OFFICER: Fiegn
A2 METER: $15
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VIOLATION
City of New York
MONTH DAY YEAR
03 / 23 / 03
STATE: MA
PLATE COLOR: RED
TIME: 9:14am
MAKE: VW
LOCATION: 416 Court St. Brooklyn
METER NUMBER: 318
OFFICER: K. BARRETT
CODE 34: $25
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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Meggie's email today:10 nannychat emails from people i have never talked to, 3 enlarge your penis ones, 4 matches for apts in burlington, VT where Burton snubbed me...so f*ck them i don't want their stinkin' jobs anyway! (i am not bitter), 2 pricelines or hotwire updates telling me to puchase a super cheap flight, yet i am always a week late with the offer, and in the bulkmail i get the rob from saddlecreek newsletter telling me that conor oberst will be crying in a city near me, with a couple career builder tips, which throughout the coarse of last year never got me a perm job... maybe a job monkey one, and last but certainly not least my personal fav JOHN IN THE MORNING'S daily email.
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Pleasure in pain
I watch you burn
Self inflicted, yet you never thought twice
Don't deny.
Your fate was sealed on my letter of discontent
You received it
Don't deny.
Should have thought;
before you signed on the dotted line
These futile attempts to win me over,
won't save you now
Don't deny.
Your fate was sealed on my letter of discontent.
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off to NYC...i have to get over hating it like i do so what's a better time than now?
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it has begun...*god save us all*
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Wednesday, March 19, 2003
MORNING METHODS
Why is it every morning without fail I feel something knocking at the back door immediatly following my coffee?
It's like clockwork. I feel like it should be bad cleasing myself this way for some reason. I keep thinking that somehow I am doing my stomach lining some injustice with the caffiene consumption. Recently I stumbled across a host of others who experience this similar reoccurance.
There apparently are two types of consumers:
Group #1: These people consume their coffee just so that they can have that lickty-split shit with just a curtosy wipe for good measure.
Group #2: This clan cannot function without their morning brew and learn to deal with the after affects.
I fell into the second group at first. But....after learning about group #1 I now see the true potential coffee has as a device to cleanse.
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top ten things i hated about the US OPEN:
10. the mud
9. cops
8. puking in the middle of the road
7. hiking
6. sleeping situation
5. the fashion show
4. the rent a cops at the pipe
3. OLN live (even though i was on TV)
where the hell was the snowboarding?
2. getting carded 4 times in the same bar in an hour's period!
1. corporate SHIT!
10 things i loved about the US OPEN:
10. seeing old friends
9. drunkedness
8. our billboard penis
9. richie's rants at the pipe
7. "i'm as serious as a heart attack!" (the words of mr. rent-a-cop as he tells gregman that if he doesn't stop using profanity and throwning snowballs at the other side of the pipe he will be arrested.)
6. when the green door let out sat night and shit went off.
5. whoopie cushion fun.
4. 60 degrees/sunny
3. HOBIE!!! HOBIE WITH THE RAKE!
2. having the ladies crew out in full effect.
1. no matter what the situation, i always have my friends....hence there is always fun to be had.
where has the open gone??? someone please tell me!
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it's snowing....again
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Wednesday, March 12, 2003
in the morning when i wake up yawning and i turn the radio on...mr dj could ya please play a song...a song for me...i'll take hip hop with a side of punk rock and some country western to go...
make me "feel" again
lonely nights and lonely days
keep me hanging on
my world goes round
i forge ahead
taking the bull by the horns
in hope of a better day.
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For all you poor unfortunates who were blinded by my journal yesterday i say, "oh well can't win em all."
i just logged in and the ticker said that there were 2003 snowboarders riding sb.com.....just thought it was weird and slightly funny.
i just got an alignment done on my car. well wait i mean there was really no alignment done as far as i am concerned. this morn i was fiddling around with the steering and it definitely drifted to the right as i took my hands off the wheel....so the alignment was needed. when i got it back after forgeting my credit card and being told that i must come back after they were done, which in turn makes me have to drive around like a chicken with my head cut off today and waste gas....wait what was i talking about tangent. sorry oh ya when i got it back it was the same! i waited 2 hrs in a crappy dirty garage waiting room for that shit? well they are getting a dose of biatchi when i go back to pay for it....or should i? hmmmmm good thought meg thanx....hey you're welcome......no i am not a psycho i swear....yes you are...no i am not!!!!
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i just want to state for the record that i hate leaky pens. my hands are constantly stained with ink. grrrrrrrr
The other night i am in the city trying to find a parking space. i see a man cleaning off his car up ahead and i decide that this is close enough to where i am going so i shall wait. The Time: 7:41pm Location: kenmore square Boston, MA Destination: Avalon Interpol
i rolled down my window and said, "take your time sir." i didn't want to rush him...but i figured it's freezing out so he won't take long anyway. i proceeded to turn on my interior light and jot down a few brainstorms i had over the course of my drive to town all the while figuring that it will be any second now he will get in the car and drive away. After a few mins i pick up my head to see how much progress he has made. i notice that he is still working on getting the snow off of the back window. i glance down at the clock. Time check: 7:48. At this point i am thinking he is almost done. WRONG! he decides that cleaning off the windows is not good enough and he continues on to brush off his roof, then the body of the car and the the flippin' tires?! who the hell dusts off their tires! and it's not even as if the car was all that and a bag of chips. it was a mid nineties mistubishi eclipse that sported a lovely dent in the lower right bumper. Now when i said, "take your time sir" i didn't mean hey make me age 40 years while you dust off your pile of shit.Time Check: 7:59pm. Ok at this juncture i am ready to shit a brick on this guy's face b/c i am missing the ravonettes as this masshole plays nicey nice to his crapbox. finally after 21 minutes he pulls out of the space. i am not in the mood for confrontation b/c i am just wanting to get to the club. i fly into the space w/o any reservations and jump out of my car. I turned around and the guy had stopped his car and pops out armed with the evil brush. no no he can't be....no way! he begins to brush off his car for the second time in the most meticulous manor. HUH? i am so confused by this guy at this point that i just walked by him and shook my head in disbelief. as i pass him i hear him say, "sorry i took so long." i didn't know how to reply to that so i just muttered a simple "yah it's ok." i am not sure what kind of mental disorder this man had but i know some doctors that could help him with the obvious OCD!
now you may be asking yourselves, "why on earth did she wait this long for a damn parking space anyway?" i have just one reply...you have obviously never been to beantown on a thursday night after a snowstorm.
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Agenda:
work
play
go
listen
dance
sleep
interpol is good for the soul...ravonettes make me shake my toosh. Beantown will be rockin' mum's always have a way of making you feel guilty...why is that? please honey don't go into town there are so many accidents...grrrrr gad damn snow. every storm we have had they have missed the target. 1-3" my ass try like 7" gad damn weathermen. and next time....put it where it friggin' belongs.....ON THE MOUNTAIN!
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Wednesday, March 05, 2003
Select men for Selectmen
It's funny how people sacrifice their free time to stand on a street corner with a vote for so and so sign endlessly waving at passing motorists. And the signs....OH the signs! As if we don't see enough of them perched steadfast on people's lawns or slapped on bumpers of SUV's. Do these individuals truely believe that this method will give them an edge over the competition? "I think I will show the general public how I can freeze my ass off for hours on end while my arm turns to jello from perfecting the 'Miss America' wave." I passed by the same people not once but 4 times today over the course of 7 hours! Yes I did say the SAME people. They waved at me as if it were the first time every time. By passing #3 my laughter of thier stupidity could not be contained any longer. I suppose in their minds this WILL win the race. To each their own.
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don't wake me i plan on *sleeping* in.
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help me comprehend the whole saddam vs. bush dealy? it's like they are playing a game of you sunk my battleship and now i am mad at you. i sometimes feel as if i am watching a rerun of degrassi jr high...puh-lease like saddam is going to tell bush exactly what he has for chemical warfare how naive.
if i see one more reality show ad i am going to blow up my tele! No i KNOW why i can't stand tv anymore. our society lives through other people's realities by feeding into this shit. there are no sitcoms anymore it seems. I'm a celeb get me out of here is quite possibly the worst show i have ever seen....next to the hot or not show...coming up is the family and american something or other with some chick looking for her husband and the US people pick him...there are so many i can't cope! i miss 3-2-1 contact, and life goes on and the wonder years...where is the REAL tv? we are giving our children a false sense of what the REAL world is all about through these awful shows. i think i will stick to the discovery, history, and TLC channels.
meryl came home today... :) i am so happy to see her and listen to her amazing experiences... she is the most amazing woman i have ever known.
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