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Name: Emily
Country: United States
Birthday: 1/29/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: loving you, sucking at skateboarding, running from monsters, music that registers on the richter scale, food, hockey, prom dresses(only the poofy ones), paper mache, smacking things, radom outbursts(heh heh) I hate spongebob but love pie
Expertise: skate boarding (of course), making music, looking at things...ya know
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
2/3/2004
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| ok my sweet, sweet lovers. i am leaving. i love you. i really really do, but i cannot be a lover of Christ and read some of the stuff you people put on here. it is too hard for me. i am sorry. it is over. if you wish, email me. i love you.
pickles
by the by, will-fellow, your life makes me cry. it's alot easier not knowing you anymore. i'm still praying for you. | | |
| wow, i have not been on here in like a month. what a turd. well then, i do spose i should update on the current situation i am in. okee doke. ummm like 2 weeks ago, i got this super duper killer headache. it has yet to go away. i'm out of school on homebound wich sucks monkey butts. my place of employment said they would hold my job, wich is great. but they keep taking me to the doctors, who have yet to find the problem. on monday i had 3 doc's appointments, it was horrible!! they kept trying to steal my blood and they stuck me 4 times!! WITH NEEDLES!! i dont know about you, but i turn into a sobbing mess just at the thought of needles. i'm dead serius, when they had me do the mri(wich was 2 hours of pure fear and scary-ness) they told me they were gonna have to do an i.v., i started crying all over the place, and i locked myself in the bathroom. that lasted a grand total of like 20 minutes. it was kinda funny though, when the first nurse tried to stick me, i fended him off with a tongue depressor, then they called for backup and i fought off like 4 doctors with that little bottle of alcohol. they called in more reinforcements and ended up dogpiling me. worthy battle i spose.stupid blood suckers. anyway, i've got a buttload of work i have to make up, and the computer screen is killing my eyeballs. i hope you have a dandy-style daiye.
lots o love
pickles | | |
| ok, by popular demand, this weblog is about stacy mcclaskey of the famouse mcclaskey irish lager brewing company. it's freeking great. stacy mcclaskey is the kind of person that is so darn cool, that you just have to say her whole name all at once. she is irish. what more can i say? what do you people want? send me some questions and i'll fillyou in. or go to her site. i'm subscribed so click on her name thing. today is a good day. not really, but hey, go with the flow right? hope you have fun. and please, sing to someone new today.
lots o love
pickles. | | |
| if you are not the type of person who can just talk to random people, well i have designed a 4 or 5 step program that will assist you in your daily
random conversation needs.
to begin and sustain a healthy and fruitful conversation with a complete and
random stranger:
1. approach random person(s) (generally get a better response if this is done in an outlandish fashion)
2. begin with a compliment that shows you have notice a similarity between yourself and said random person(s) personality(s). (shoes are a great topic, or better yet, peircings)
3. attempt to generate conversation about chosen topic. then move on to more random, yet funny topics) (the more random, the better)
4. end conversation on a light, yet hopefull note(something like "wow, you are one funny kid. hope to see you around."- light and hopefull.)
5. you have now began, sustained and finished a completely random
conversation.
lots o love
pickles
by the by, stacy mcclaskey(of the fine mcclaskey irish lager brewing company: it's fre-eking great), i'll try to finish the story-type object sometime soon. this was just something i put in a letter to nurse aaron. it made me laugh when i read it....right after i wrote it i guess. oh well. | | |
| ok, so maybe throwing rotten potatoe skins at the prime minister of uganda was a bad idea, but in my defense.....he gave me a funny look. jerk. so hows it going in pickle-land? you want to know? obviousley you would, or you wouldnt be reading my captivating and well written log. school is about to start. could be a good thing. you never know. cant run cross country, that sucks the big one, and i cant really commit to managing it, because i'm going to be working so much. that sucks another big one. on a happier note, right now i am in the process of making macaroni and cheese. and i am wearing a really cool watch. i hope you have a wunderbar daiye. stick your tongue out at someone new today for me ok?
lots o love
pickles | | |
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