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two braves games this week. possibly a third tonight. maybe ben folds.

fuck rain.

ugh. i hate fighting. i hate when people are looking down upon you. i haven't done anything wrong.

god and gold

sometimes, i really wonder what people are thinking. while at the power and the glory show tonight, i was wondering what all the guys were thinking of...is it random shit like, "did i turn the stove off?" or "i need to get (soy)milk.."

who knows.

i got a job at cafe sunflower in buckhead. i hope i make lots of cash there. i hate not working and being broke. plus, i have this random suspicion that if lush doesn't pick up, i am getting the ax seeing as i was the last one hired.

john just "pshsht" my blog. whatever. and i am not a devil woman.

ooooh, i'm a happy girl.

kamikaze

i'm missing say anything due to a low shortage of cash.
next time.

i am, however, spending the night in with a scared dog and a cute, hotdog eating boy.

john won the contest last night by eating 15 hot dogs...goddamn.

ssshh

soo...everyone knows now.

it's not a secret anymore that john and i are dating.
i don't care who knows anymore.
i'm happy.