"what I am doing will happen in the morning when the mirror won't recognize me..."

I did some major self fixing tonight.

Shower, scrub, shave.
Shaved legs.
Lotion.
Happy clean hair.

"circumstancial, do the Twist"

So I smell wonderful, and my legs are superbly happy and smoooooth.

Haha, man-oh-man, I should spend more time with personal grooming more often. Mind you, then I'd be less apprechiative of nights like this.

Mmm...night to everyone who smells good.
Night to everyone...
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"what man? the man with the power... what power? the power of voodoo...."

Good day. In summary. Got up, got outta bed, dragged a comb across my head...

Met Nellie and did power assignment writing. Oh sweet procrastination, the staple diet of Andrea's everywhere.

Handed it in, time limit and word count just...
MOJOR!
Soup and Pie A La Mode. <-----SOOOO Good.

Then went happy girly shopping and bought what deams are made of. Mmm, hott butt skirts. Mmm.... Green sweaters.

Dmatt drove me home, after sharing an odd hate moment with me... "I don't like buying shoes..." and mom bought me dinner.

I attempted to visit llama. Llama, where were you? Eh? That's what I thought, you alcoholic... for Xmas, I got you an AA membership... heheh...

ringringring

"Andrea is away from the phone, leave her a message and..."

Did you know that Russel Crowe was in an Austrailian Neo-Nazi movie? He dies. That's what you get Hando. Haha, Hando.

I am thrilled,chilled. I am happy again. Take me away sweet happiness, to a themepark so that I can taste the cheap thrills on my tounge.
Longing to play games rigged to make me lose all of my money, and you could teach me to cheat destiny.
Five dollar moustaches and silly memories made.

I want it all.

I had great dreams last night, and woke up happy.
Then:

Stark naked and caught offguard...
Auntie Cindy!!
WOot
I love random visits from people that I love/love me.


Work was work, but went by really fast. Thank god for Grace.

My phone, my antichrist. Was run over my freed reindeer... okay not really, instead by a car and now doesn't work. How shitty.

But I'm happy.
Plans Plans Plans.
He is the king of making them, and breaking them.
I just like to do things.

.^. (Therefore):
I am happy.
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I had the most unnerving dream ever.

Ever had a dream about having to build your own coffin, and help open up your own grave plot? Let me tell you, that when you do and you wake up crying...
...it's not alot of fun.


Breast cancer. Pink gloves. Buried in someone elses family plot. Sobbing in front of my Grandmothers grave.

I am uncomfortable. And I am going to be late. Mmm.
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"Do I laugh now, or wait till it gets funny?"
Thats what I would have seen had this evening had not gone awry.

Oh well, another night for a classic mystery movie. Another night...

I wrote my International Relations midterm today. It wasn't too bad. I got my Realism paper back too...got a 'B'.
Got my political thought paper back...
Got an 'A+.'

Fricken eh!

Visited Llama, grease monkey that I am, and then Nellus and I waited to be stoodup.
Thankyou very much cellular telephone.
Useless piece of technology.

Then. It was a game called 6 degrees to nothing. Kevin Bacon was the star, and I was mute. Made more plans. Made dorks of ourselves.

Who does these things?
Us?

Thanks Nell. True fiend, for shizzle.
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