tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16236822011-11-04T13:55:52.800-07:00shes come undoneShow me on the bear where the bad man touched youemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.comBlogger4111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1145563445750086262006-04-20T13:03:00.000-07:002006-04-20T13:04:05.760-07:00me and my bong would like to wish everyone a happy 420emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com55tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1144272498966820502006-04-05T14:25:00.000-07:002006-04-05T14:29:50.796-07:00okkkkkkkk, now everyone looking forward... good.... gooodd...........nowwwwwwwwEVERYBODY DANCE!!!!!!linkageemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1144109711035903332006-04-03T17:06:00.000-07:002006-04-03T17:18:34.286-07:00im Baaaacccckkkki moved this weekend, and now i have a computer that actually works for real besides the one at work that i like to reserve for message board trolling and dowloading porn, dont want to do it on my own computer afterall, might get a virus.my new house is very..... colorful. i painted my room "khaki sun" it looks like the bottom of a lake in a horror movie, all greeny yellow emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1134175414248691542005-12-09T17:37:00.000-07:002005-12-09T17:43:34.260-07:00i bought new bras yesterdaythis one makes me look like a goddamn porn star in my clothes, i dont think my tits were that high and perky even when i was 16i loooovvvveee itim going back to buy the same one in hot pinki have all this shit to do tonight and all i wanna do is put on my fat pants and lay in my bed and watch the fire channel on tv.I just cant believe they have a channel that runs emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1134097236273307552005-12-08T20:00:00.000-07:002005-12-08T20:00:36.286-07:00hmmmmmMemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1133919290409067342005-12-06T18:08:00.000-07:002005-12-06T18:39:35.176-07:00instead of a real post we here at shes come undone would like to waste your time with this quiz someone emailed us and we spent an hour filling outxoxoxoxo1. DO YOU SNORE?yes... and aparently it sounds like im trying to snort the siding off the house, but only sometimes, i also hear that i make strange moaning noises and sometimes i do an evil giggle2. ARE YOU A LOVER OR A FIGHTER?i like rough emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1133718361802710722005-12-04T10:29:00.000-07:002005-12-04T10:46:01.926-07:00in my whole life i never imagined that i would ever fall in love with someone like him. I never imagined that someone would ever love me so much. I mean, I loved jesse, Hes the only person i ever really loved like this before, And i never thought i would ever feel that way about anyone ever again. I mean, Jesse broke my heart. And after that i just thought that was it, because i couldnt emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1133657165248595302005-12-03T17:45:00.000-07:002005-12-03T17:47:18.976-07:00you have no idea how much joy this has brought me over the last 3 daysemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1133396493137100982005-11-30T17:15:00.000-07:002005-11-30T17:23:23.993-07:00The think i Like best about living with a boy is that there is no one to steal your clothes or your earings or your sunglasses (ok, thats a lie because if you live with a flamboyant gay man he might take all of these things)Anyways, my point is i hate that women use all your shit and steal your tampons and your makeup and your 50 dollar hair product. seriously, how fucking cheap are you? emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1133314147358376742005-11-29T18:21:00.000-07:002005-11-29T18:29:07.370-07:00i changed my winamp skin to burn your retnas pinkit doesnt transfer well to camera phone but i went through all that trouble so your gonna look at it anywaysalsoi learned my camera will do different effects, ive only had the fucking thing for 8 months now... i figure this puts me just below princess fairy evan on the intelligence scale.....today princess fairy evan decided to take his clothes emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1133229947623270272005-11-28T19:03:00.000-07:002005-11-28T19:07:43.933-07:00today yoda came to work to hang out with princess fairy evan (right) and the ugly clown troll (left, if you cant pick out which one is yoda theres not much i can do to help you dude, i suggest you throw yourself infront of a bus or something) they made a blanket fort between the cubes and hung out in there all day making smores and talking about cute boys... motherfuckers....emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1133113679628209802005-11-27T10:45:00.000-07:002005-11-27T10:47:59.640-07:00sorry about the no posts, i was in edmonton the last 2 days. I dont understand why the fuck people would want to live there, its just like calgary except colder and more boring. maybe my travel group was boring. Then best part of the trip for me was the drive there.Oh, and i saw a "skinny pig" at the petstore in west edmonton mall, it was creepy, its guinea pig without hair. its emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1132780165315629672005-11-23T14:08:00.000-07:002005-11-23T14:09:25.330-07:00someone posted this on a messageboard today, i almost peed i laughed so hardemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com119tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1132701961922976312005-11-22T16:20:00.000-07:002005-11-22T16:32:00.503-07:00 just try to hold yourself back guys, today instead of writing anything of substance i decided to give you pictures of my crusty flu infected self, these ones are after i kept the soup down and smoked a few doobiesemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1132603406819376562005-11-21T12:57:00.000-07:002005-11-21T13:03:26.833-07:00i got sent home from work this morning.i woke up at 4 this morning, i rolled over and thought... uh ohRan to the bathroom where i spent the next hours throwing up and praying for death. i hate barfing. i hate dry heaving worse and the majority of my throw up session was that. I got dressed and went to work, about 715 i realized what a bad idea that actually was. My boss caught me comming emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1132458856904236192005-11-19T20:38:00.000-07:002005-11-19T20:54:16.916-07:00All day i have been sitting down at this computer getting ready to post....then i got distracted.thats what happens when you wake n bakeAnyways, i know i promised, but in my defense ive been very busy, wednesday i went over to gay ednas house for dinner, he made roast beast, then my other friend brought dessert, so i didnt get home untill 3, and wasnt tired at that point and then i had to emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1132121976538305952005-11-15T23:17:00.000-07:002005-11-15T23:19:36.550-07:00i feel like someone is trying to blow air into my ovaries......dora assures me its just gas but i have my doubtsthe boy suggested i get on all fours and stick my ass in the air...... im having a hard time believing he wants me to do this because of the pain but he assures me his intentions are innocent.....emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1132036044007081962005-11-14T23:13:00.000-07:002005-11-14T23:27:24.020-07:00ok seriouslycomputer is fixed, so i promise you 1 post EVERY SINGLE DAY... .except on weekends when i am usually totally fucked up and sleeping at a friends house because i was too stoned/drunk/lazy to drive my sorry ass home...i know....its a hard life.....so ummmmmmmmmya.....whats new with all of you?does anyone even visit me anymorewill my 1 post a day campaign restore your faith in emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1129233732473492842005-10-13T13:01:00.000-07:002005-10-13T13:02:12.480-07:00My life has been a big burning bag of dog crap the past few weeks.Sorry for the lack of updates, computer is still all fucked up. Imstarted to get used to the lack of internet access. Sometimes It stillhurts. I have to go to the video store and rent porn like a chump. And Imnot particularly happy about the situation. Also, that asian guy at theporno store is starting to look at me funny.Okemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1126203570275015912005-09-08T11:14:00.000-07:002005-09-08T11:33:09.503-07:00ok part 2about 7 pm we stumble to the concert site, i am so drunk i fail to take a camera, or a jacket, or proper shoes. so down i go in my tank top and my flip flops and a bottle of beer stuffed in each pocket and a joint behind each ear, i am ready.... i am dizzy.... jesus that sun is hot.at about 715 i learn this garbage can, with 20 people chugging around it is the stop point for outsideemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1125169986723850392005-08-27T11:53:00.000-07:002005-08-27T12:13:06.750-07:00I am currently reaching out to you from this icky computer at the library, seems my computer is fucked, totally fucked, and i having spent the last weekend on a crazy roadtrip that im really lucky to have survived (ok, not quite that dramatic)the point is im too broke to pay someone to fix it, and i cant fix it myself, and my computer nerd moved to vancouver....Last weekend i went to see theemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1123862760372724362005-08-12T08:53:00.000-07:002005-08-12T09:16:52.753-07:00ok first of all... everyone go here... you dont have to go immediatly, but you should go soon.... This picture is about 5 minutes old, this is what i look like, right now... as i sit here infront of the computer, cold, because its godamn winter outside, hungry, because im too lazy to put pants on and go get some breakfast, and tired, because im very.... very lazy and always feel tired. emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1123197476817160462005-08-04T16:12:00.000-07:002005-08-04T16:23:14.066-07:00ohhhhh sweet liberty!!This is me and popi chulo (j's boyfriend) drunk out of our ever lovin minds, needless to say we had a really really.... really good time at gay pride. I had a great trip to vancouver all together, went to the naked beach which i had never been to before, got to spend 4 days with my best friend. speaking of which this is me and j, I like this picture because neither oneemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1122481017163874692005-07-27T08:55:00.000-07:002005-07-27T09:19:50.446-07:00sorry, there are LOTS of spelling and gramatical errors in this post but i gotta go get ready for work and i dont have time to fix it.ok, so im watching jerry springer this morning and on it are these 2 women that combine must way 800 pounds. Now i by no means have a perfect figure, but when you are that big i mean... i just dont get it. First of all, the health risk of being 300+ pounds emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1122133299947240812005-07-23T08:32:00.000-07:002005-07-23T08:41:40.030-07:00Work was like a hellish walk across the desert yesterday. The sun blazing down on your poor tired dehydrated body. Except my desert had air conditioning blasting down on my like a blizzard in the yukon or something. fucking christ was it cold in there yesterday... hang on, hair dye is dripping down my neck........ewww, that was yucky, i could feel it dripping down the back of my ear and emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1121991621506440162005-07-21T17:16:00.000-07:002005-07-21T17:20:35.736-07:00I sucked it up and went to work today. it Sucked donkey balls, salty chocolate donkey balls, but donkey balls all the same.have you ever noticed if you say something over and over it starts becomming nonesense? i mean of course, the real kind of nonesense, not like the magic that is my blog. our blog. i forgot we are still refering to ourselves as the shes come undone administration emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1121880824792448112005-07-20T10:17:00.000-07:002005-07-20T10:33:44.800-07:00ok, so now its five days off...to celebrate im listening to five days in july, yes, i actually am that lame, plus i love blue rodeo, feel free to point and laugh, ill give you a second....Anyways, this morning i panicked a bit because doing my budget and realizing how fucking poor i actually am always makes me feel a little sick inside. Then, because i was stoned and panicking i thought...emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1121872299214290812005-07-20T08:09:00.000-07:002005-07-20T08:11:39.223-07:00this guy has a great blog. congrats tydes, not only are you a magnificant bastard, but you're also a great writer. you get added to the link list. you shall receive your certificate in a small unmarked envelope in 4 to 6 weeks.xoxoxoxoemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1121794761070969232005-07-19T10:17:00.000-07:002005-07-19T10:54:56.626-07:00a hundred days off.......... ok, it was only 4 but a girl can dare to dream right?Vacation time when you have no money is actually not too bad, i mean, theres that guilt because im using my vacation time to sit at home and do nothing, which really is what sick days were created for. Except the sick days make you look bad on paper..... ummmanyways, I did pretty much nothing, I went to emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1120616905150724642005-07-05T19:22:00.000-07:002005-07-06T18:53:38.690-07:00hola bitches.....it is goddamn hot outside, i mean, i know by most peoples standards its not really that hot, but i seriously feel like im gonna die.for serious (insert ernest nodding here)Since we last spoke my beloved bitchbang came and graced me with his weekend presence.... sort of. hes mad at me because i didnt go to this girls house on canada day to hang out with him, but it was canadaemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1119830259054005702005-06-26T16:45:00.000-07:002005-06-26T16:59:32.123-07:00some pictures from shambhala 2004, there were more... the computer crashed so these are what got saved, ill post more when i have a big block of time and nothing to do.this is j, wearing an i heart alberta beaver shirt, which is ironic, since hes a big homothis is some hot girl on the beach who was doing some trippy david bowie circa labrynth shit with that blue ball... i was pretty high, iemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1117051098250350922005-05-25T12:47:00.000-07:002005-05-25T12:58:18.256-07:00My life is very chaotic lately, sorry about the lack of updates, ive been.... cluttered. mostly good but some is extremely bad.I hate where i live right now, i hate where im moving even more but in the end im going to be alone, in my own place, where i can go and be antisocial for days if i want to. My current roomate is not working out, I knew from the start it wouldnt, i should learn emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1116194535690150282005-05-15T15:00:00.000-07:002005-05-15T15:02:15.690-07:00say bye bye to the blog?i really want to, i feel like i need to get rid of all this crap and start in a new directionthe worst part about having your journal online is that you cant just put it in a box somewhere and go back to it when your old and it doesnt matter anymoreemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1115662582348810852005-05-09T11:10:00.000-07:002005-05-09T11:16:22.353-07:00Heres the pictures of my beautiful wicked awsome hair that jeremy and my mom got me for my birthday. Im gonna be so sad when i have to go back to real normal hair.... I didnt think that happiness came in hair form, i was wrongI also enjoy this picture because you can see directly up my nose and my nose ring looks like a boogerthis is the first day in my new house, see how happy i lookemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1115661706489634512005-05-09T10:55:00.000-07:002005-05-09T11:01:46.496-07:00jeremy moved to vancouver last weekend. I cried like a little bitch, Friday night he came over to kates house, where i moved, (and i hate on a side note, moving out asap, scared as hell to tell her) we hung out and had beers and smoked a few joints and all night all i could think was "this is the last time we're ever gonna be like this" and at the end of the night he left and I dashed outemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1112428383484467432005-04-02T00:44:00.000-07:002005-04-02T00:53:03.486-07:00i am fuckin wasted......WAAASTTEDi went over to my buddys tonight and we "hit the bong" I smoke a lot of joints but the bong.....the bong makes me retarded... retarded and hungryi need a snackeww... the dog just barfed, that was hella nastyso ya, hit the bong and watched oprah.... quite a friday night...oh, and i ate a cinnamon bunmmmmmmmmm filled with bunley goodnessOh and made fun of the emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1111685229445536002005-03-24T10:22:00.000-07:002005-03-24T10:40:44.970-07:00horse dogtroll bumshot girlloves the new camera phone.... so far, ive resisted the urge to take pictures of my ummmm bathing suit areaemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1111624198563927542005-03-23T17:22:00.000-07:002005-03-23T17:29:58.563-07:00so im gonna meet my very first "met him on the internet" person type dealie ever in less than 2 days.Actually, im gonna meet quite a lot of em. Ive been posting on this message board for like.... a long time, long enough that actually telling you makes me feel really really old. anyways, Theres this show... blah blah blah and all these people from the message board will be there because its emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1111514774190424802005-03-22T11:04:00.000-07:002005-03-22T11:06:14.196-07:00April 19 1978 5:29 PM Time Zone is MST calgary, CAN Rising Sign is in 07 Degrees Libra Very attractive and popular, your charm helps you to get your own way and prevents others from getting angry with you. "Peace and harmony at all costs" is your battle cry. You always try to ameliorate or to cosmetically hide any physical ugliness or any angry feelings between people. Flashy, but not gaudy, you emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1110846962504269002005-03-14T17:28:00.000-07:002005-03-14T17:36:02.506-07:00me and the dog were sittin on the couch practicing our new game. Its called, not barking like a hysterical lunatic when another dog, cat, person, car, garbage, wind goes by the front window.horsedog seems to be learing about restraint, i still am unable to control myself. I see the action and i just need to leap off the couch and throw myself at the window... snarling and barking untill theemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1110303669549442862005-03-08T10:29:00.000-07:002005-03-08T10:41:09.550-07:00I went to see duran duran last night, it was full of middle aged people reliving their youth. I had a fantastic time. I was worried that it was gonna be more sad than fun. But it wasnt. We sat just far enough away that i could pretend that simon lebon was still 30. sweetness.... We were late and basically sat down in our seats and they started singing hungry like the wolf.... Simon lebon emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1109293745651682152005-02-24T18:04:00.000-07:002005-02-24T18:09:05.653-07:00At 11:24 AM, OB said... Tell why you have to move.I moved in with my best friend last July, i moved in with him because i didnt want him to leave and move to vancouver, so when he suggested staying and asked if i wanted to be his roomate i said yes.... absolutly. We had an agreement that he was gonna stay for 2 years at which time we were both gonna move to vancouver together. Things change, emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1107391202777540432005-02-02T17:25:00.000-07:002005-02-02T17:40:02.776-07:00When i was little there was nothing in the world i wanted more than to be a solid gold dancer. solid gold was this awful tv show where girls in sequined bathing suits wore gold lame shoes and danced to the big hits of the 80's. I was about 3 or 4 at the time and would often dress up in my batgirl bikini and my mothers gold high heels and practice my dance routines in the livingroom. Sure most emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1107149550866797462005-01-30T22:25:00.000-07:002005-01-30T22:32:30.866-07:00I spent the last 4 days getting drunk
happy new year!
My roomate told me wednesday night that i have to move by march 1st. Im really proud of myself because i resisted the urge to reach out and wrap my hands around his throat... squeezing untill that happy and contented little head of his popped right off.
On the upside im not paying him any rent between now and then, so i went shopping emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1104127810748049702004-12-26T22:52:00.000-07:002004-12-26T23:10:10.746-07:00miss me?
Since we last spoke lots has happened. I threw a suprise party for js 25th birthday. It included a stripper, a gay pride rainbow made out of balloons that covered the celing in our living room and a birthday cake in the shape of a giant cock. everyone had a really good time and no one called the police. j was actually suprised and he even hugged me and said thank you and told me i emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1101603588606097212004-11-27T17:51:00.000-07:002004-11-27T17:59:48.606-07:00i went to my friends 29th birthday last night. i had to wear a white shirt with her picture on teh front, and a big giant cock and a can of anal lube in each hand. on the back it said... "call me brittney" the other girls had things like. "the line up for one night stands starts here" or "would you like to touch my lucky charms?" i saw my first ever male stripper... it was really really emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1101434715175273182004-11-25T18:43:00.000-07:002004-11-25T19:05:15.176-07:00...tell me about your first kiss...
the first boy i ever kissed was named mark, i was about 12 and we were in my bedroom playing truth or dare, although truthfully there were only 4 of us and all we did was dared eachother to kiss. He stuck his tounge in my mouth and i remember thinking it was slimey and tasted like chips. he got a hardon and i got scared. his friend was a consideribly emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1101174889770890292004-11-22T18:38:00.000-07:002004-11-22T18:54:49.770-07:00last night i dreamt i was mario... you know, the dude from the video game.... so here i am, trying desperatly to save the princess, without jumping. you see, everytime i jumped i was hit with an incredible wave of nausea so naturally i wanted to keep both feet firmly planted on the ground instead of puking and ruining all hope to impress thet princess....
then i jumped, and i thought... uh emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1100885262472688832004-11-19T10:16:00.000-07:002004-11-19T10:27:42.473-07:00last night when we got home from kates after watching the OC (which was fantastic... and not on next week which is causing j quite a bit of distress) j says to me
"how come the light is on next door?"
for those of you that dont know, the guy in the basement suite next door to us got murdered a little more than a month ago. since then the upstairs tennants have moved out and all the windows in emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1100566331749384832004-11-15T17:27:00.000-07:002004-11-15T18:04:35.833-07:00my weekend started off as a big flaming pile of dog crap but ended really well...
friday night i got home from work to find my roomate... gone. While on the surface this seemed like a great thing because i could take a dump in peace and have a little alone time the little voice in my head advised me it was probably not. I considered ignoring that voice because sometimes it also tells me to emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1100152801017536612004-11-10T22:53:00.000-07:002004-11-10T23:00:01.016-07:00I just got my nails done and im having a really hard time with the keyboard.... see... im a chronic nail biter, i cant ever remember a time when i had long beautiful nails that didnt cost me money to get put on. I cant help myself, it give me some kind of strange comfort. I do it when im nervous, when im sad... when im bored....
im pretty sure i do it when im sleeping.
anyways, im emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1100129272447739912004-11-10T16:17:00.000-07:002004-11-10T16:27:52.446-07:00ok...
first of all i love this woman. For many reasons. first and formost because she actually owns prada instead of just drooling and wishing that she owned prada... like that weird girl that runs this site.
secondly shes really interesting, not just in an "id like to see her naked" sort of way.. .although i kinda would. but in a more intellectual way. Shes got a really great blog called Aemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1098407536106455352004-10-21T18:03:00.000-07:002004-10-21T18:12:16.106-07:00Ive never in my life even seriously entertained the idea of getting married.
last weekend at joys wedding there was this moment during the ceremony where everthing went all scooby doo wavy and all of a sudden i thought.. awww... i wanna get married.
...then i needed a shot of tequilla, and a few cesars to get myself together again.
my stepmoms mom said the other day that the person you end emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1097812482428583402004-10-14T20:45:00.000-07:002004-10-21T18:02:47.550-07:00miss me?
Since we last heard from our fearless leader she has beaten the plague, and, gotten a shiny red dress for the wedding. my stepmom made it for me, it looks like a chinagirl dress, its red, satin and has dragons embroidered all over it... and i look supercute in it. im gonna put my hair in buns and wear it with these wicked mary janes that have cherrys embroidered across the strapsemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1097169089213320662004-10-07T10:08:00.000-07:002004-10-07T10:15:36.660-07:00I have the worst cold... ever....
for days its felt like im swallowing razor blades, i have a seemingly endless supply of nasty snot storing in my sinus cavitys... everytime i try to lay down to sleep i cough... its bitchin
on the upside i got to take 3 days off work this week, sure its vacation time, but i really have enjoyed laying on the couch in my jammies for the last 2 days, laying emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1096832362887247592004-10-03T13:28:00.000-07:002004-10-03T12:39:22.886-07:00I went to ministry and my life with the thrill kill kult last night. with fucking strep throat and everthing.... i screamed so much that i cant even talk today, my voice is so hoarse.... its really hot. i got a psalm 69 shirt, increasing my uber-goober rating consideribly. today i am hella sick, much much worse than the last 2 days... i have to go to my stepmoms this afternoon cause shes emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1095899597180490622004-09-22T17:18:00.000-07:002004-09-22T17:33:17.180-07:00today i surfed the internet and didnt look at porn once, the best thing i found was thighs wide shut which made me laugh so hard i almost peed my pants... ok, not really, bladder control is one of the things i pride myself on... that and my cute rack...
anyways, If you think im a real laff riot (and i certainly hope you do, otherwise ill burn your house down) go visit thighs wide shut it emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1095810008019226382004-09-21T16:37:00.001-07:002004-09-21T16:40:08.026-07:00everyone should go visit evil wayne. because he reads my site (which shows that he should probably be called mentally unstable wayne) and because hes evil and has horns. plus, his site is entertaining and looks a lot better than mine... on second thought, perhaps you should just stay here and forget i said anything about evil wayne to begin with.emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1095809962584406942004-09-21T16:37:00.000-07:002004-09-21T16:39:22.686-07:00everyone should go visit evil wayne. because he reads my site (which shows that he should probably be called mentally unstable wayne) and because hes evil and has horns. plus, his site is entertaining and looks a lot better than mine... on second thought, perhaps you should just stay here and forget i said anything about evil wayne to begin with.emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1095738590826996762004-09-20T20:30:00.000-07:002004-09-20T20:49:50.826-07:00My roomates got a real fancy schmancy computer... everything is wireless and its fantastic.... i can actually operate the keyboard from the couch should i so choose, i can mouse on my leg while im surfing porn. Does life get better than that?
Tonight i took a swim in the waters of domestication. I made roast. and... it didnt suck, so go me!!
Last weekend we made special brownies... I emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1094784085779476272004-09-09T19:30:00.000-07:002004-09-09T19:47:45.270-07:00I think the world can be divided into two groups, those who like mariah carey and those who wish she would shatter like glass one day when she makes those high pitched dog whistle sounds she calls "singing".
I think that we (and by that i mean those of us who want her to shatter... EEEEEEEEEEEEEE.... SMASH!!!... perhaps taking out one or two of her fans in the process... you know, it would beemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1094234998901164862004-09-03T10:54:00.000-07:002004-09-03T11:09:58.903-07:00eww, something nasty is happening in our house this week.
The house that me and j live in is pretty old and the pipes are old and right now the kitchen sink is backing up into our bathtub. At first j tried to blame it on me and my long hair plugging the drain up. and i almost barfed when he took the tub apart and pulled out this big moldy pile of hair, and a bandaid, and then, all these emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1094171300456074272004-09-02T17:09:00.000-07:002004-09-02T17:36:28.570-07:00been on the edge of your seat in aticipation?
the camping was P.I.M.P.(in) yo,
Ive never camped with people who haul a trailer with a couch and a golf cart into the b.c. interior to go to a rave and then camping.... untill this summer, and now i wonder how i ever got by at such events without the couch, and the coffee table, and the lava lamp tiki torches, and of course a stereo, laptop, emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1093728590849407782004-08-28T13:54:00.000-07:002004-08-28T14:29:50.850-07:00boo...
how you like the new "its burning my retnas" layout?
I hated pink, i really did... now i kind of find it... amusing. I dont own any pink clothing, because i still firmly believe that no woman over the age of 12 should wear pink pants but i do have some pink shit now... like this purse that i got from j and dora for my birthday thats hot pink and covered in skulls.... and i usually emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1092106300074329292004-08-09T19:23:00.000-07:002004-08-09T19:53:43.180-07:00three more days till shambhala im so excited i could pee myself.
We had many difficulties, like, how many drugs should i take, how much do i need... no.... thats too much... or is it... remember last year, how out of hand we got.... do we really want a repeat of that... yes... yes we do.
seriously though, We were supose to borrow this late 70's camper van from js parents except on fucking emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1090595893461860972004-07-23T08:07:00.000-07:002004-07-23T08:18:13.460-07:00miss me?its been a real long time since we chatted eh? I moved, and we dont have a phoneline in the house so they wont come hook up dsl, hopefully this situation will rectify itself and we shall have some kind of internet access in a month or so. i miss porn, i miss harassing innocent people on message boards..... i miss my computer which is currently in a box at my mothers house. moving dayemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1088258310790696202004-06-26T06:53:00.000-07:002004-06-26T06:58:30.790-07:00it is now 5 days till moving day. last night j and i put a coat of paint on the celing and painted his old bedroom. nothing like a couple of procrastinators realizing they will not have enough time to get everything done. panic.
after the painting we had to go to my dads and rip down this shed in the yard. this is the first time j has met my family. I no longer think there will be any emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1088040942660157972004-06-23T18:30:00.000-07:002004-06-23T18:35:42.660-07:00Im moving in one week, i have about 8 boxes packed. I have really good intentions, i say things like "no guys, i shouldnt... i should go home and pack.... well... ok, maybe just one _____ Then im going home.
sometimes i do the responsible thing and really do go home to pack... then i lay on the couch and look at my stuff and think.. ah... tommorow. In the past 3 or so days i have hoped emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1086312632698784902004-06-03T18:28:00.000-07:002004-06-03T18:30:32.696-07:00ok, so this guy has the oc listed right at the top of his tivo gold list....
how could i not love him?
i gained 10 pounds last month... i guess my pants really were tighter, it wasnt my imaginantion after all... this also means no more beer and back to the gym... bummer.emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1086025959467362502004-05-31T10:37:00.000-07:002004-05-31T10:52:39.466-07:00Its hockey playoffs, that means i have a lot of beer drinking and partying to do, plus, last weekend was may long weekend (victoria day i think) so I had to put my tent in the woods and drink in my lawnchair for 3 days. I had a great time and learned some valuble lessons from camping.
1. Never let a boy do the groceries, even a gay one, you will end up with a lot of stuff that you dont emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1083883928536791892004-05-06T15:52:00.000-07:002004-05-06T15:55:21.466-07:00I had a whole bunch of people tell me at work all week long that i "didnt look so good". I find you should never comment on something like that unless you know for sure there is something wrong. I learned this valuble lesson watching someone say to a family member of mine "oh.... whens the baby due" to which she replied "shes 4"
that just makes everyone uncomfortable... better to just say emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1083712730834717782004-05-04T16:18:00.000-07:002004-05-04T16:21:26.030-07:00I went to a rave this weekend. I was told it sucked last year but it was the best party in calgary the 2 before that so i thought... ok, ill spend 50 bucks.
.... i even bought new pants. So we get there, early, like 10 or something stupid like that... because i decided to take my E at this guys house and ended up having to go before it started kicking in, which was about 20 min after i emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1081901647701924052004-04-13T17:14:00.000-07:002004-04-13T17:16:58.153-07:00today on my way home from work there was this guy with a personalized licence plate in front of me, his tail light was totally smashed out and there was a dent in the fender and his licence plate read mr resp.... that made me laugh so hard i almost peed my pants.
I know its been a while since i updated, and i would like to promise you it wont be that long till the next but my computer, being emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1080281190687652672004-03-25T23:06:00.000-07:002004-03-25T23:09:02.436-07:00I quit smoking 3 days ago.... its not going well
Actually... i quit smoking last thursday but friday when kate and j picked me up from work j said
"lets take off the nicotine patches and have a smoke"
I said no to him for about a half hour before i decided that we did indeed need to take them off and smoke. after that i went to a party at doras house where there was too many er... emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1078986306753978102004-03-10T23:25:00.000-07:002004-03-10T23:27:23.373-07:00
Health risks low if Pickton meat contained human remains, expert says
HELEN BRANSWELL
Canadian Press
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
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(CP) - If the worst is true, if meat from Robert Pickton's pig farm contained or was contaminated with human remains, the biggest risk it poses is not to physical health, an expert involved in the assessment said Wednesday.
"(If) we emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1078883505380707062004-03-09T18:51:00.000-07:002004-03-09T18:54:52.450-07:00for the last 20 minutes i have been rockin out to Poisons greatest hits cd. It actually horrifies me that i still know all the words to every fucking song they ever wrote. except for their last album, I had moved on to tool and ministry and gangsta rap by the time that monstrosity came out. I dont understand why I can remember every word to talk dirty to me but i cant for the life of me emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1078534876219821122004-03-05T18:01:00.000-07:002004-03-05T18:03:27.873-07:00This test only has one question, but it's a very important one. Please don't answer it without giving it some serious thought. By giving an honest answer you will discover where you stand morally. This test features an unlikely, completely fictional situation in which you will have to make a decision.
Remember, your answer needs to be honest, yet spontaneous. Please scroll down slowly and emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1078362591571839722004-03-03T18:09:00.000-07:002004-03-03T18:12:01.123-07:00I had a fantastic weekend, filled with irresponsible drug use and no sleep. Friday was boring so we wont talk about it. Saturday i got up early, bought some new sexy underwear (subconciously i must have known) and went home to clean my bedroom and pack because Im moving in with j in june untill we can both get our finances together and move out to vancouver..... sad that im not going to van emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1077774879907638602004-02-25T22:54:00.000-07:002004-02-25T22:56:42.793-07:00Those of you who have been hoping that my long absence meant death will be disapointed to learn that i am infact alive, and reasonably well.....
Those of you who have been crying and rubbing yourself againt the moniter moaning my name (while my site is pulled up of course, otherwise it would just be weird). call me... im very very lonely.
Hmmm....
when we last left our fearless leader (andemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1076824621296626212004-02-14T22:57:00.000-07:002004-02-14T22:58:52.390-07:00I am hella sick. We are going onto day number 4 of hella sick, day 6 of the cold. I kinda feel like ive been drug behind someones car for about 20 miles or so and then left to die in a ditch full of human waste. My mom gave me a bottle of liquid codine, she told me to take half a teaspoon, so i took 2, now im just waiting for the codine coma so that i can get some sleep. Sleep has been...emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1075875656820571202004-02-03T23:20:00.000-07:002004-02-03T23:22:37.310-07:00sometimes i think that maybe i wanna rip all the hair out of my head. then i remember that no one wants to sleep with patchy balding women. so i refrain.
Bad couple of weeks, Last week the bitch volume was turned up to about 45, Me and J had our first real fight.... although it was mostly me having some kind of episode where im pretty sure my head spun around and then i peed on the living emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1075409646857102432004-01-29T13:54:00.000-07:002004-01-29T13:55:41.513-07:00
I dont know if i have mentioned this, but i love anna nicole, shes like a trainwreck. Shes what happens when trailer trash gets millions of dollars.
I too aspire to someday be a rich trainwreck with a whiny voice and a butchy assistant.
I dont know if i would be willing to fuck a 90 year old liverspotted alien though. Im hoping my millions come from winning the lottery.
emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1074491779370135392004-01-18T22:56:00.000-07:002004-01-18T22:57:43.390-07:00much weirdness......
on umm... friday night I played games with dora and M and his new "girlfriend". We all had a lot of fun and I thought she was really cool and smart and she had great taste. I told M i liked her a lot. Apparently she thinks that i have a crush on him. Which is weird because i was just talking about having a thing for your friend and how here she is accusing me of just emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1074472230196302272004-01-18T17:30:00.000-07:002004-01-18T17:31:55.000-07:00oh dude.... I think i just erased all my archived stuffemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1074238793861698272004-01-16T00:39:00.000-07:002004-01-16T00:41:15.233-07:00what do you do when your watchin tv with your buddy and all of a sudden he looks at you with that "hi there" look and you kinda realize that all that jokin and stuff is really flirting.
remember, its your buddy. The guy you play risk with and tell fart jokes to, so while your sitting there, with his arm touching your side and his hand on your thigh you realize that hey... maybe you wanna emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1074058028926129152004-01-13T22:27:00.000-07:002004-01-13T22:28:28.436-07:00So today was the first day back at work. Not too many nosey people asking me what happened which means that they either already know, or didnt notice i was gone due to the lack of work i generally accomplish in a day.
I told a couple of my friends that i was thinking of going to vancouver. Most people agree that its a great idea. I told kate today, That i was gonna go (kate is js cousin andemilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1073972109582178232004-01-12T22:35:00.000-07:002004-01-12T22:36:28.013-07:00today i was supose to go back to work but i couldnt quite bring myself to do it. So i didnt.
J called me this afternoon to tell me his boss is gonna sell her business and move to vancouver too. Then he told me again to come, and said she would give me a job and a place to live. Then he said "its all real emily, its really happening this time" Then i started to cry. Which made him start emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1073889368931447162004-01-11T23:36:00.000-07:002004-01-11T23:37:26.403-07:00Lots of stuff flying around in my head tonight.
My mom tried to commit suicide on tuesday, I got called at work at 10 in the morning by her best friend, who had, upon arriving at my house and breaking the glass on the front door to get in, found my mother unconcious. She took about 30 adavan, which is a hardcore anti anxiety pill she takes constantly because shes an addict and cant fall emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1073264070631868132004-01-04T17:54:00.000-07:002004-01-04T17:55:40.606-07:00busy weekend....
friday i went over to d's for about 10 min, he was having a fight with his soon to be ex roomate, so we left. went to M's house smoked a doobie, then went to look at this house that we are all gonna move in to together. The house is cute but its old and smells funny. But, the boys are gonna fix it up and the rents only gonna be 350 a month so thats pretty good. Its emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1073026423555548492004-01-01T23:53:00.000-07:002004-01-01T23:54:50.826-07:00Well, my last night of intoxicated disfunction untill my birthday was bloody fantastic and included a party with a big ol glass coffee table and a bunch of rolled up money. redbull and jagermiester, redbull and vodka, redbull and i dont want to know. espresso served in a wineglass (me and D got desperate after we ran out of redbull). I also got some action in ds basement by the guy who emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1072896741581981932003-12-31T11:52:00.000-07:002003-12-31T11:53:27.390-07:00me and j and his hottie muscle man are sitting on the floor at the ugly guys house.
I say "for the longest time i thought that j hated me"
j says "i never hated you" looking quite upset
I say "i know hunny, but i did think you didnt want to be friends"
he says "thats because i didnt realize we liked the same things"
muscle man says "like what?"
j says "like boys and drugs"
I say "you emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1072808130005103082003-12-30T11:15:00.000-07:002003-12-30T11:16:35.326-07:00this guy is my latest stalking victim... he probably doesnt know it yet but ive been sitting outside his house with infrared video cameras for about 2 days now.... shhh
I went for dinner with j last night, he looked tired and grouchy. I think hes sad because mr muscle man is leaving today. Ive never really seen j be into someone like that.... most of the time he meets some needy boy that emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1072747639500639032003-12-29T18:27:00.000-07:002003-12-29T18:30:16.436-07:00ok, before we begin i think i should mention again that im in love with this guy . Sometimes he makes me laugh so hard i almost pee my pants. Lucky for me im still so young and in control of my bladder.
merry fuckin christmas, im sketchy... Thanks for askin!!
I was listening to kmfdm, which gave me this huge earge to sit down and write about my dysfunctional christmas.
incase you have emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1071345334276374562003-12-13T12:55:00.000-07:002003-12-13T12:56:22.310-07:00Ohhhhhh The season of doom is upon us. Thats right, its christmas time, a time of wonder where We all pretend to love one another. Pretend its better to give than receive and flock to the malls to act like assholes and punch people when they try to take the last of the super trendy scarves in the gap. We here at She's Come Undone, would like to tell you a little about one of those things emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1070344398354691702003-12-01T22:53:00.000-07:002003-12-01T22:53:55.013-07:00I told j about that boy... the one i did infact waste perfectly cool and calm flirting with..... Because he had an ity bity one and oh my god.... i havent had 2 min sex since i was 15... wooooo
What a fucking waste
I swear to god, there is no one "sponge worthy" in this city. And if you happen to meet someone you think may be they turn out to be
1. in love with someone else
2. gay
3. A emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1070267257212787142003-12-01T01:27:00.000-07:002003-12-01T01:28:13.356-07:00last weekend i went to see this dj (eric morello) at this bar that i would never step foot into on a normal night. People kept saying "YOU'RE going there?!?!... I picked up j after work on friday, we went to his house where bad things happened, we ate some crappy fast food that gave us all stomach aches..... J wanted to stay home. Dora, bless her heart, made him see that punking out on emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1069227381752388352003-11-19T00:36:00.000-07:002003-11-19T00:36:45.810-07:00So im talking today to this guy i talk to a lot because of my job.....
he says: "am i being... mean, I hear you think im mean"
I say: did dani tell you that?
he says: maybe.....
I say: maybe a little abrupt... maybe mean
he says: maybe its because i like you and am too scared to tell you, why dont you give me your phone number and we can talk about it later
I say: why dont you give me yours
emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1069045510428461782003-11-16T22:05:00.000-07:002003-11-16T22:05:32.873-07:00someone is stalking meeeee
~insert creepy stalker music here~
I only hope hes not some icky comic book store guy type.... with my luck he is
J took someone home last night, said he has never heard anyone who snores on the inhale and the exhale. His solution was to wake mr snores a lot up at 7 am to do it again.... whore.....
...makes me proud
I told j he just should have told him that his emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1068694281408724802003-11-12T20:31:00.000-07:002003-11-12T20:31:18.666-07:00i quite smoking yesterday, today was the worst day ive had at work for ages. not just because my head is pounding and i need a smoke so bad i feel like crying but because i got stupid fuck after stupid fuck all day. There are only so many times i can answer the same stupid fucking question before i cant be nice about it anymore.
I did coke on monday night and lied to j about it. I told him emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1623682.post-1068505969930512652003-11-10T16:12:00.000-07:002003-11-10T16:12:47.610-07:00Im supose to go out for dinner with j and dora tonight, then for drinks and then out with dixie. I feel like doing nothing. Its already 4 in the afternoon and i still havent gotten in the shower yet.emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17713891622973316644noreply@blogger.com0