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| 01:31am 31/01/2006 |
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Just a little FYI for those wondering either a.)where I'm at or b.) why the eff haven't I updated???
... I've done mved to GJ world because I can use the 19280198210891 icons I've found. LOL. So find me there at chazoomchick. Thanks kids! |
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| Crazy Beautiful |
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| 02:57pm 30/09/2004 |
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mood:  giggly music: "Hand in Hand" by Hanson
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Tonight I get to FINALLY see Hanson in concert. After all these years, the concert plans have finally worked out! After a failed attempt in not only New York and Tulsa, but also San Diego.... Denver is THE place. lol.
There were a bit of complications since my roommate bought the ticket... it never arrived in the mail. I still haven't seen the ticket. So, I had to call up ticketbastard (err... ticket master) and get them to have a ticket for me at the box office. Rock on. Just makes me nervous though... it better be there!!!
I am just simply excited that I will finally see them. I hope though, that I don't go through withdrawls after seeing them. :\ A few Hanson-concert-veterans have told me that this is almost impossible to avoid though. Argh.
Okay... gonna wrap up some stuff at work, and then I'm off like a prom dress!! !WOOO!!! 5 hours til showtime! |
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| Return from nothingland... |
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| 11:50pm 13/09/2004 |
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mood:  worried music: "Broken" by Amy Lee and Seether
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so, I haven't updated here in almost a year. LMAO. I was taken over by GJ world. But alas, some of my friends are still in LJ world, so I thought I would post here... so... here we go. My recent copy-and-paste effort from my GJ entry:
I can't really think straight right now, so I'm really just going to post what's on my mind.
About 2 weeks ago my father went in for his physical with the Navy. They did the whole thing about heart tests while on the treadmill... exactly like what you see in movies, etc. He failed. That's right... he failed the heart test. They think he has a clogged artery.
So, my parents are somewhere in Penn right now, waiting for tomorrow morning where he will be tested and poked at and investigated to see what's going on with his heart :\ I will know some basics tomorrow, but most of the results won't be known until Friday.
Basically, as I was told, three things could happen:
1. Diet change
2. Medicine introduced.
3. Surgery.
And on top of it all... he COULD possibly be asked to retire early. How early? No idea. We don't know how immediate they would ask him to retire. It's scary stuff, and I'm freaking out. Duh. I keep getting this mental image that I'm never going to have my Daddy walk me down the aisle. I know, I know... but Trisha, when are you getting married? EXACTLY my point. What if my wedding is so far down the years that my dad isn't here anymore? And I know... this is all totally selfish. Here is my dad going through all these heart problems and all I can think of is all the moments in my life I might have to go through without him. In case you ladies don't already know, I worry enough for a small country. lmfao.
All in all, I honestly have high hopes. I'm hoping that it's something that can be solved by diet, and that the Navy will see that yes, my Papa is old. So, they give him a desk job or another professorship rather than send him out into a joint-warfare combat issue like they had planned next year.
So... pray? Yeah, I guess that's the message here. Over and out. |
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| damn men |
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| 04:18pm 18/11/2003 |
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mood:  working music: "Everytime" by Britney Spears
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So, I have to post this here because David knows about my deadjournal, so know I can't vent about him there. LMAO. CRAP. Anyway, I'm going to gripe because I just HATE when things like this happen. Ack.. lemme start over.
So this weekend I was not only ubberly busy, but ubberly tired. I had my luncheon on Saturday, then a dinner and movie date with one of the girls from work. THEN on Sunday I had church and then spent the whole day scrapbooking at Archivers. Didn't get home til about 8ish and then ate, and watched the (sucky) AMA's and then went to bed. NEVER saw my parents (This is a key note). So then yesterday... my weekend must have caught up with me because I was falling asleep at work, and fell asleep on the bus. I never do that. So I got home around 6pm, ate and then went prompty to bed. I slept from 8 until 6am today. It was last night as I was going to bed that my dad informed me David called SUNDAY. Great. It WAS our day to talk, but whatever.
So TODAY... I get to work, check my email and there's a letter from him. But not a letter like recapping what he would have told me on Sunday, but basically saying that I'M the jerk for not calling him back on Sunday. EXCUSE ME??? We last talked FRIDAY. FRIGGIN FRIDAY. Dude, this is why I don't date. LOL. I can't STAND it when people are all needy. David is in California and feels like talking every day will help us. Hello!! NOTHING is going to help us anymore than it has! Make sense? We talk enough, we've known each other since 7th Grade - that's almost friggin ELEVEN years people! DUDE! ARGH! CRAPASS! LMAO. Anyway, he basically bitched at me for not calling him and that I missed out. Whatever. I'll speak to you soon anyway. LOL. I just hate how he gets all needy and moody if we don't talk. Now, if it was say, missing his call after not talking for over a week, then I might understand the pissyness about not calling back. MIGHT. But dude, WHY get all hoity-toity over a friggin phone call? A PHONE CALL. DAMN MAN! And all our conversations are like 2 hours or more.. no lie.
ARGH. I just don't get it. When did I become the bad person in this just because I have a career that takes 12 hours of my day away and then heaven forbid I try to do something for MYSELF on the weekends. UGH. Like I said, this is exactly why I don't date. UGh. I'm just gonna finish my work day, sit here and listen to Britney sing a love song. LMAO. Riiiight... cause THAT fits my mood right now. |
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| cause it's been so long... |
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| 10:35am 24/10/2003 |
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and cause I can, and quite frankly.. you want me to.
cause as a good friend of mine on the jjb said... "Some guys are ugly, some guys are cute, some guys are hansome, some guys are beautiful...
and then there's Orlando Bloom" |
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| Zonks are Zingers and Zingers are Zonks |
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| 08:58am 17/10/2003 |
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mood:  thoughtful
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So... I want to start this online magazine thingy. I want it to be about guitar players/ bands, and I want it to be cool. LOL. I want to feature interviews, sheet music, pictures, reviews, but I dont want it to be a teeny bopper site. I want it to be able to give the lesser known artists, and even SOME of the larger known artists, a spot on the net where they dont get bombarded by teenies, media hype, record label ish and all that. I want to be able to show artists for what they are... artists.
I just dont think I can do it. LOL. I dont think I'm the person to put this together. Design the site? Sure... upkeep is a different story. I could make the first "issue" with no problem, but it would be a tril to get it updated. I just know that there are so many artists out there who hardly get the chance to be heard for the incredible work they do (Amy Jo Johnson, Hanson, Tony Lucca, Jonny Lang, The STarting Line, and even that band that practices down the street in their garage) Yeah... I want to give them the chance because I have heard the stories of how record companies can screw you over and ruin you from putting out a record. I just wish I could publish records because THAT my friend, would be the beginnging of it.. THAT would be the icing on the cake.
And now... I leave, upset by the fact that I dont have enough gumption to start this thing, and bothered by the fact that nobody else will do something like this, and yet happy with the fact that I even thought of it. LOL. |
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| You think you know.... |
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| 03:12pm 14/10/2003 |
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mood:  thankful music: office tv
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but you have no idea.
Cheesy, I know, but there's something that most people probably dont know about me, or that they think they know all about but are seriously mislead. When I was in San Diego in the fall of 1999, I had a scare of breast cancer. *nods head* I was weak, my hair was thinning and I had mysterious lumps in my chest. This is a factor because it runs through my family. In fact, my mom had a lump removed this past December, which most of you know about. You also may know that my aunt passed away this past Christmas from breast cancer. you amy ALSO know that I had another scare this past winter when lumps returned.
So why am I telling you this?? Honestly, cause it's breast cancer awareness month. Seriously, that's it. I'm letting you know because its a reality, and because yeah.. somone you know is closely affected by it. At any rate, I highly suggest doing SOMETHING for your local chapter of the Breast Cancer Society. Even if its helping pass out water at the local race, do it. It helps, and not only that, but you are GAURANTEED to meet some of THE MOST incredible women in the world. These women will outrank any celebrity, and will show you courage you never thought possible.
on that note... I'm done :) |
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| for shizzle. |
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| 04:54pm 07/10/2003 |
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mood: anxious music: office hum
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ooh.. check out this wicked cute icon from my journal community "insipired icons" I HIGHLY suggest you join, this is gonna cause me to change my journal icons hourly. LMAO!!
^... that is a random icon i shall use when feeling uberly pixi-ish.
......... whats up with people giving the temp dirty looks?? Psshh.... as if! Is it time to go yet?? |
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| Story time... |
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| 10:40pm 24/09/2003 |
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mood: accomplished music: "Deliverance" by Bubba Sparxx
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Okay, so here goes... the last week of my life summarized in one entry. *warns you now cause it might be long*
I finished the main assignment as a temp for the massive manufacturing company in creating their database. So since they had originally reserved me for 2 months, and I only took 2 1/2 weeks, they said they would keep me on til October. So I turned into this random title. I am a gopher girl I guess. Go For this, Go for that. LOL. I do random reports, and try and help reorganize the crap that they put themselves in the middle of. Not too happy, and I felt like telling them on Monday, look, if you don't want to keep trying to come up with work to keep me busy, then I can go home, really.. no biggie. I feel like I'm being babysat, and yet I'm getting paid. LOL. I REALLY almost just walked out today, I got handed the STUPIDEST of assignments. They are handing in their list of people they want on speed dial, and I am to organize it by plant, by supplier and by buyer. Kiss my royal toosh. It was a mess... hadn't been updated in years and the criteria they wanted for how to "organize" it was crap... I basically rewrote it all and they just said... "okay..." ARGH!!! NEW JOB!
This weekend I almost lost it with my parents and created a whole situation that would have been VERY un-Trisha-like. I have been living on my own since I was 18, and to be suddenly thrown into the atmosphere of living with 7 people, family non the less, at age 23 is hell. They expect too much of me, and I guess I expect too little from them. Saturday night I ate dinner and locked myself up in my room and proceeded to weed out the junk in it and got an epifone... or however you spell that word. I realized that I need to move out as soon as possible and re-establish the adulthood I had started to build. I talked it over with my sister and she was surprised I was still in the house right now. She thought I would have definitely moved out SOMEWHERE by now. I just stared at her and was like WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO??? So we decided that I will move out as SOON as I get a permanent job and feel that I will be stable with my income. I already have the apartment picked out, I just need to go put my name on the list for openings. Hopefully, with a heck of a lot of prayer and luck, I can get in by November 2nd. That would rock. Its either my parents or me... one of us has to go, and since they aren't going anywhere until June, looks like I'm outtie!!!
I leave for NJ/ NYC in 5 days... and it will NOT come soon enough. I weighed myself... I have only lost 5 pounds in the last 23 days. WHAT THE HELL??? I've been working out 4, sometimes 5 times a week for over an hour and all I get is 5 pounds??? And its not like I made up for it in inches.. otherwise I would be like a size smaller.. but no conclusion there yet, haven't measured nor tried on clothes all month... Saturday is the day kids. We shall see... in the meantime, I'm a maniac, maniaaaaaac! LOL... back to working out every mother lovin day of the week. Great.... Is it the 30th yet???
I went and got bath decor today.. I am redoing everything in a chrome/ glass theme but keeping my colors of blue and yellow. soooo pretty. Cant wait to drill holes in the walls! I also reserved a filing cabinet and desk for me... soooooooo pretty. My office at home is gonna kick tooshie!! Okie.. bed time!! Even pixies sleep! *grins* I have a new friend... hey Lilach!!! *hugs*
agent pinky.. over and out. |
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| 01:48pm 13/09/2003 |
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mood:  weird music: "Home Life" by John Mayer
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johnny! LMAO. So, in light of what my father said to me last night, I'm showing Johnny as CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow some love. Mama and Papa saw Pirates last night and only gave it 2 1/2 stars. They are sooo officially on crack. PLUS... they didnt like CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow!! WHAAAAA?? They did however like Mr. Will Turner, so I cant bash that, but dude.. its Johnny!! So.... some Captain lovin:
... *stares* how can you not love that man?? ahhh!!
okay... so this will be the "woah pixie!" rant and rave journal. my first rant and rave??
Rant: My family pisses me off. First of all, like I stated in my DJ, I'm expected to attend the church that my parents go to JUST to please my father so that he will stop acting like a pissy old man and be happy that his family all attends the same church. screw that! That church is NOT for me, and I feel uncomfortable there! I am NOT about to attend somewhere, let alone church, just to please someone. That aint me, sorry. If you have a problem with it, DEAL. I cant even being to rant about how much it pisses me off that I disappoint my parents just because I havent found a local church to attend. So what?!?! THAT is a friggin disappointment?? GET OVER IT!! I have a job - a GOOD job, I have a degree, I'm not into drugs, I dont go out and party wildly - hell, I dont even party, and I dont curse. DEAL WITH IT. If me not going to church is enough for them to be disappointed and pissy at me, then they need to get a reality check, and I need to get a new home. One where my every move isn't scrutinized and criticized and smushed down into nothing. I swear they act like I am the laziest sunofa to hit their household since the cats. *blinks* excuse me??? I have a life! Its a solo, quiet life, but I have a life! Let me live it!! okay.. okay... //rant.
Rave: John Mayer. Period. WOAH. I have been listening to his CD constantly since I got it on Tuesday. not non-stop cause I'd get sick of it *le gasp* but yeah. His music just touches something inside me.. and makes me wanna write and just explore my "hopeless romantic" side again. Plus it REALLY makes me wanna learn guitar. LOL. I'm damned proud that he got Grammy attention for his work, because he totally deserves it, and I see this second album getting the same attention. For those who dont have it, my dear OKC girls, download "Come back to bed" while you're waiting for your shipment from me. You will want to put that sucker on repeat like fifty times over. TRUST ME.
*takes a deep breath* okay.. time to clean my room up, and do some chores to make my parents further their disappointment in me *snorts*
by the way... what does the mood "apathetic" mean???? |
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| cause you missed it... |
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| 06:29pm 07/09/2003 |
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mood: giddy music: "Its All Your Fault" by Wild Orchid
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*giggles evily* yeah baby.. i've done some searching! Here's some loving for you. Yesh, and ya know, quite honestly, I dedicate the song I'm listening to to this man. Cause honestly now, with him looking like THAT it really IS all his fault! LMAO. enjoey.
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| 01:32pm 25/07/2003 |
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mood: awake music: "Honestly For You" Tony Lucca
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in the words of a Pirate... ARGH! LMAO. You asked for it... now TAG you're it! (girls you know who I'm talking about. LMAO... the only 3 people who read this.) Now dammit... lemme go search for jobs!!!
(ps... I aint REALLY complaining, you KNOW that!!)
.... i love this game..... should call my journal "pictures of pirates" LMAO. |
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| 12:05am 20/07/2003 |
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mood: mischievous music: "Why Dont You and I" by Alex Band and Santana
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little theif i am!!
Spreading the Orli love! LONG LIVE PIRATES! LMAO! If THIS is the current state of Pirates, then sign me up for the next boat out. LOL!
oh yeah baby.. thats what I'm talking about! LOL!
*ponders making an orli LJ layout...*
I'm feeling much better now.. thank you Chelle! |
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| Yeah Baby!!! |
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| 11:18pm 19/07/2003 |
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mood:  annoyed music: "Breathe" by Maroon 5 (ROCK ON)
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oh yeah.. the pixie has landed in LJ world. LMAO. It's good to be here... and lookie, I already have friends! Much love to Chelle and Nic who teamed up to get me a code. And *hugs* to Judy. Look girls.. no more anonymous stalker bit!
okay... here's a rant for tonight. I am not by nature a cussing person... but... tonight I felt like cussing up a storm. FELT like it. Didn't do it, but by golly I felt like it! To start off.... I'm at a softball game, and some FREAK idiot is talking to me, and he's like "ya know, I like large breasted women, haven't been with one in a long time" *blinks* EXCUSE ME?!?!?! DUDE. WHAT THE.... Just wrong. Let me zip up my sweatshirt, and then we can talk. Good Lord.
Second of all... today I met a friend for coffee, and it ran a bit longer than I had expected. So, I miss dinner by like... 10 minutes, no joke. I get home, and find out that they need me to play in aforementioned softball game, and that we're leaving in 15 minutes... the game didnt start for WELL over an hour. GREAT. So, no dinner for me. So, I get home at like... 9:45, and decided screw it, I'm cooking dinner. So I make the ever trusty mac and cheese, opting for the box and not Easy Mac. Only.. I get the stuff boiled, get the milk ready... look for the butter.... no butter. WHAT THE... GRRRRR. So, I pack up the mac, and stick it in the fridge and vow to get butter tomorrow at the store. Friggin A. I'm hungry. And the whole time... nothing from the parents. Now, I KNOW I'm a big girl, I know that I'm all grown and I say let me be... but what the fudge. You're gonna let me starve and live off of one hot dog and a slice of cake that I ate at 11am?!??!! WHAT THE FUDGE?! Ahhh...
so.... *breathes* there's my rants for today. You tell me which one was more messed up. LOL.. right now my stomach is winning this battle.
*shoves those thoughts aside and grins* I gotta live journal! I gotta live journal!!!! |
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