August 22nd, 2002 - "third time's a charm"

oh my fucking god. anyway. i had typed this long ass amazing journal entry and then i pressed something by accident..and POOF..it was gone. shit. then i typed one explaining how i was pissed i had lost the amazing one, and then this little message comes up saying the server was reset and some bullshit..and this is cable..gimme a break. speaking of one..i am kinda on one now, the boss is eating lunch upstairs..sometimes i love copy machines cuz i can rest while they work..usually..unless bossy is around. i hafta work late today. erin we need to get hizzy in the mizzy fo shizzy tonizzy if posizzy..HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZOE!! aww the little zoe is 17 today..don't think i forgot hot tits! anyway...18 is gonna be the bomb...unfortunately 17 is nothing..it blows monkey ass so hard i dont even kno what to tell you. the important thing is that this is a day to celebrate zoe being in this world. if she wasn't in this world..clearly i would have no moon. and then i couldnt get hizzy in the mizzy!! oh man. zoe you complete me. i wish i could be with you guys today to celebrate but you are probably with someone i do not get along with, and we want a drama free 17th now don't we. i need some food. oh man i just realized something nothing short of unfortunate, and that is..i, in fact, cannot live off cape cod potato chips..i have been trying adamantly to focus on "the junk in the trunk" if you will...literally..they are all in my trunk. the trunk. if you think about it trunk is a quite comical word. trunk. ha. so..i need to go to the ATM..which sucks..but i clearly need something other than CCPC..word. whoa i almost deleted my shit yet again!! what am i thinking! i have begun scraping little flaws in the paper..off the paper..that is such bitch work..uh i need to like do something fun. i have a feeling i hafta clean today..oh word no i don't! because i wont get out of here till like 5..and by then mom and dad and kids will be gone to practice so i dont hafta go home..however i do need to clean the inside of my car...bad..i have a lot of gone so i can probably use that to go to the little car cleaner place..use gone for good not bad...like burger king. i hate fishing from the gone for burger king..i like dollars, dollars are fun. what are textiles? someone needs to tell me that really soon. russ...don't call me or anything..you are like leaving and we don't even hang out..i love ya!..word..we are leaving...depressing??? hellz ya it is. i hate that shit..i cant stand it..i cant pack. i am not old enough for this..i need to go back to the origin...CAPE COD TECH wut wut..once your not there..and your so used to it, you want nothing more than to go back. that was a huge part of my life that is so over it sucks. uh yah. speaking of lives i need to go get one..peace out my bitches!