:: 2008 26 February :: 8.23 am

An Antique guitar named Alvin
+
Loud latenight physical/screaming matches in the Lobby
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Missing the Idiot
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Discovering that other Christian Girls really Want to have Sex, too
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Not falling Asleep again Until About Four-ish
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A Show this Saturday
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Girl Kisses and Snuggles
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Cheap Coffee
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Love. <3

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:: 2008 25 February :: 4.18 pm

It's so profound to me..
How does everyone else's life remain so unnafected when death happens? How are they not touched by it?
I was crying and being held and it was like every alanis morsette video there ever was...everyone was spinning around me and all I wanted to do was feel the music.
If you take enough acetametphin it gives you a buzz. They call it a pain killer but it only ever makes you a part of the background.
I can never do what the world wants when I already know what I need.
It wasn't even my death.
But I was touched.
Even pushed.
And now I'm floating higher and higher... and he is amazing.
I am alive.
He chose me to be alive.
And I'm feeling. I'm feeling becaues I've decided to really live.

...and here I am again...

I can only pray for you.
It's out of my hands.
So I will lift them to the only one who can ever truly know...

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:: 2008 24 February :: 11.20 am

So, this morning, at the wee hours of gross oclock, I "woke up" on the floor under a blanket with two girls and a guy who was wearing eyeliner and mockasins. One of the girls and I were so entangled that I couldn't move for I don't know how long.. I was fully clothed (at this point in time) however I didn't know where I was for a second and my mouth was full of short black hairs. And I'm wearing a tie.
Right now I am quite sure there is a tap-dancing hamster in my head who keeps kick the SAME FRICKEN SPOT.
I spent the remainder of the morning feeding a (I'm pretty sure) blind gueanea pig named walter many different forms of melon, snuggling a gallon of apple juice, and remembering that God shows his love to us in many small forms that sometimes may be overlooked. Like sunglasses.

Why the frick am I wearing a tie?

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:: 2008 23 February :: 7.32 am

Love.
Love is our job.
Not judgement.
That's his.
Just love.

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:: 2008 22 February :: 7.11 am

I can't be sick of you. It's literally what I'm here for.
I'm sorry.
Whew.
Breathe.
I'll get the idiot.
I'll get you with love.
1 Corinthians 16:14.

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:: 2008 22 February :: 2.03 am

Dear God,
Okay.
I get it.
I'll stop looking.

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:: 2008 21 February :: 1.02 pm

I have my own life
And I am stronger than you know

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:: 2008 21 February :: 9.39 am

A NOTE TO ALL PEOPLE.
I am obviously not a boy, and scientifically I am a girl. However, I am also a person. That is what I have decide to personify most of all, and I shall be treated like a person. Not a girl. I am not that girl. I am not just a girl, I am not one of the girls.
I am me.
I am a living, breathing, thinking, valuable entity and I refuse to be treated like something less.
So should you.

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:: 2008 19 February :: 4.04 pm

*Ken Davis on what should have happened to ET*

"Yep... I was sittin in the living room watchin tv and I looked out the window and there was a giant prune walkin through the backyard.

I killed it.

I think I just saved the world...."

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:: 2008 19 February :: 9.29 am

I am so completely and totally in love with being alive that I feel as though I may not be able to contain myself much longer...

...and I don't know how you do it.

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:: 2008 19 February :: 2.01 am

I want to teach you how to be loved.

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:: 2008 18 February :: 10.46 am

Is it okay to perform a monologue with the full intent of speaking only the the audience and no one else?
Why yes, yes it is. Infact, I believe it's so okay that Dane Cook sold out the Madison Square Garden doing just that.
Theatre is not something you can do by textbook alone.
Everyone that's done something great has done it because they are different and they understand the importance of making that real.
Fricken A and good grief.

What do you say when an Athiest sneezes instead of "God Bless You??
*ACHOO!*
(leans over to the sneezer, all nice like) "Um, when you die, nothing happens." (friendly nod)


<3

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:: 2008 18 February :: 9.32 am

Never again.

I knew I should have kept you to myself.

It's okay, Starshine. I love you like no one else. We'll drink coffee and review movies again, soon... I'm so sorry... sometimes my life is so utterly ridiculous....

...and I love every minute of it.

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:: 2008 17 February :: 4.53 pm

...he pays for it with years
he cannot buy back with his tears
when he finds out there's been no one keeping score...


Photoshoot tonight.
<3

...he's discouraged...he's disguntled...he's another "dis" word that I don't even know...

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:: 2008 14 February :: 11.46 am

This morning I woke up in someone else's arms.

You know how long it's been since that has happened?

It's funny, how God seems to spend more time on some people than others. This boy's everything is a work of art.

I am one of the luckiest people in the world. When I think of the relationships and people God has brought into my life and blessed me with... it's amazing. They're all so completely different from everyone in all these seemingly small (but huge to me) ways that possibly no one but me will every notice... but in all the ways they think they're different they're completely the same.

Happy Valentines Day, World.

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