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[30 Mar 2007|01:07am] The story of my life is that the exhausted me falls into a deep slumber only to be awakened moments later by the sound of dangerous street cats gnawing themselves to bits. In a cool sweat Jenna walks into the kitchen on shaking legs of terror (induced by the sudden sounds of o mighty street cats holding their cannibalistic convention) and decides to make a sandwich out of humus and tomatoe basil/garlic flatbread. At this exact moment in time the bird clock which is perched so cleverly on the far wall decides to chirp, low forboading tons that only emit from something whose batteries were beginning to die three weeks ago. Frwaaaaarp, Frwaaaaaaarp. A moment of silence and then a series of long high pitched shrieks follow. Jenna drops the butter knife, bends to pick it up is suprised by the shrill screeches and hits her head on the cabinet. Decideding to forget the whole Humus and Tomatoe Basil and garlic flatbread idea and skip dinner altogether Jenna crawls back into her bed only to be suprised to find that it is already occupied. Not occupied by a dangerous street cat however, but by a dangerous house cat. The cat takes this moment of stunned horror to paralyze, attack, and then pulverize its victim. Jennas only option is to grab the clawing beast, swiftly put it out the door and decide whether or not to leave the semi safety of her dark lair to nurse her wounds. The answer is thus, there will be no nursing of wounds, there will be no supper, there will be no sleep tonight. (1)

January something 2007 [28 Jan 2007|08:03pm] Today i went out for a bit of retail therapy and spent what was left of my christmas money. Great deals, see my favorites. ( Making a livejournal cut is more frustrating then it used to be... ) (1)

[09 Jan 2007|10:59am] Sometimes i'm pretty darn proud of myself. I plan to spend the <s>evening curled up on my couch watching "A Scanner Darkly."</s> Doing weights, Cycling, yoga and.....hospital visit? (2)

I wait for the mists and the blacker rain; heavier winds that stir the veil of fate [31 Dec 2006|01:27pm] [ mood | angry ] [ music | Long Blondes ] I swear i'm the epitome of annoyance. I could kill my dad. Yeah, i could kill him. I swear if he talks to me if he looks at me.... I'm really annoyed that plans change too often, with my family anyway, (we're going--your going. We're staying oh? you don't say. Yeahhh go do whatever in bloody hell you want! Thanks, thanks.) and pretty pissed new years eve will be with my family not that i know what in bloody hell i'd rather be doing Now is the time for swear words. or something, you know, because i have this theory where i really am not that angry at my Dad or the people around me but mostly me for being a total and complete, well you know. But that theory always worms it's way out and rage in. If i have to hear his voice again and i'm going to take his tongue out. I need to get away from this house. Sometimes self hatred and pure anger feel like they fill me so much i might burst and sometimes i wish i just would. Oh yeah, life is good. Besides this all i mean--other things are shaping up. School, work, life, people. It's getting better.

Hey Kids. [30 Aug 2006|09:28am] [ mood | cold ] [ music | Mogwai ] FRIENDS ONLY It Goes Like This 1) You comment. 2) I add. 3) We leave feedback. 4) It works. 5) <3'Evs.

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