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Monday, May 5th, 2003

Subject:wooooooooo
Time:5:18 pm.
The holiday of Cinco De Mayo, The Fifth Of May, commemorates the victory of the Mexicans over the French army at The Battle Of Puebla in 1862. It is primarily a regional holiday celebrated in the Mexican state capital city of Puebla and throughout the state of Puebla, but is also celebrated in other parts of the country and in U.S.cities with a significant Mexican population. It is not, as many people think, Mexico's Independence Day, which is actually September 16.

Yep, and it's also "free food and liquor at work" day! Viva la Cinco de Mayo! *burp*
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Saturday, February 8th, 2003

Subject:a rare public update
Time:8:26 pm.
Mood: gloomy.
ugh.

apparently britney spears is going to star in die hard 4. why do celebrities do this? sorry, but everyone isn't blessed with multi-talent abilities. stick with what you're good at. (most) actors should stick to acting, and (most) singers should stick to singing. however, in britney's case she's bad at both. as such, she should leave entertainment all together.

bah. bah, i say!

aside from that, i'm still very happy about my demonkid darkling, hagatha. she is just so morbidly adorable. never thought i'd be one to find dead looking babydolls cute.

my head is aching. my nose, ears, and hands are cold. people keep calling, bugging me to go out. despite my current boredom, i'm feeling much too a-social and aggro to be bothered with people.

goawayleavemealonegoaway. no! not you, head voices. i like you. it's them... the imposing friends. i want them to leave me alone.
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Friday, October 18th, 2002

Subject:bleh
Time:10:59 am.
Mood: blah.
sad. the days are getting shorter again. it was pitch black when i woke up this morning... and i don't even get up until 7am. when i leave work... it's dark. the only time i have the chance to see daylight is during lunch, which i usualy don't have time to take. oh the joy, i can feel the seasonal depression setting in all around me.

wtf am i talking about? seattle is home of year-round "seasonal" depression. we were lucky this spring/summer though... only rained a total of like 3 days since may. not even real rain showers, just light drizzles.

so anyway, that is my petty imput of the day. nothing profound and exciting.
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Thursday, October 17th, 2002

Subject:damnit damnit damnit
Time:12:40 pm.
Mood: aggravated.
Yay for sporadic journal entries. Why I still feel compelled to update this thing is a mystery to me.

Rant of the day: stooooooooopid fucking lawyers. Don’t ever work for a law firm. I got a position as a legal records assistant about a month ago, after temping for their accounting department. Ok, I used to bitch about accounting all the time, but now I want to go back to it… BECAUSE LAWYERS SUCK PUSS COVERED ASS.

So this one lawyer I work with, we’ll call him Jack Schitt, lost a giant file worth of interrogatories and case research. So his dumb secretary assumes that maybe I fucked with the stuff and had them at my desk. Wrong, bitch. It is not something I handle, so I had no fucking clue where the file might be. Hell, I didn’t even know about this particular case. So he’s yelling and mad, which I can understand because he had to file this stuff with the district court in like an hour. However, I don’t see how yelling at me was going to solve anything, so I started to yell and get mad. Then he screams “I’m not saying that it’s your fault, I just want to know where the damn file is!”

WTF is a legal secretary supposed to do? I thought it was their jobs to keep up with shit like this. Anyway, it turned out that his paralegal had the file in her cluttered office, which was amusing because:
a) jack Schitt already suspected that the file was there and didn’t send his secretary to look, and
b) the secretary knew it was there but instead of going to look she stayed in her blonde moment (I’m now convinced that she lives in a permanent blonde moment…. She’s not the brightest crayon in the box)

So now I’m agitated because they took 15 minutes out of my already crammed work schedule to piss me off. Nikki is not a very productive and detail oriented employee when she’s pissed off… she also talks in the third person like she is doing now. This rant my seem as stupid as the people I work with, but my therapist says I need to vent (but not necessarily on people) so I'm doing so.
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Wednesday, June 19th, 2002

Subject:holy hell
Time:2:26 am.
Mood: enraged.
there's going to be a town meeting this evening.

a registered sex offender has moved into the neighborhood. why couldn't they put him in ghetto-ass tacoma? or in mukilteo with all of the other hicktown perverts? or better yet, somewhere in the middle of bfe... like index, or walla walla.

why why why?!?!

as a surviving rape victim, i refuse to sit around and take this quietly, even if i am moving. there are too many children in this town. two elementary schools, a middle school and a high school close by. it was already reported yesterday that a guy was driving around helen keller elementary making lewd comments to students, and trying to lure one girl into his car.

if this doesn't drive property value down i don't know what will.

i need to move somewhere faaaaar away from so-called 'civilized' human beings.

*prays to shiva/budda/gaia/pan/jesus/insert deity here*
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Saturday, June 15th, 2002

Time:10:50 pm.
Mood: sad.
relatives are gone. finally. brit's high school graduation on wednesday was lovely. i'm so proud of her, although a bit perturbed that she doesn't plan on furthering her education. it's her life though, and college isn't for everyone. speaking of graduations...

the university of washington class of 2002 commenced today.

i was supposed to be in that class. sadness. well, i suppose it isn't healthy to dwell on what life has threw at me. i worked my ass off in high school to graduate a year early, just to end up graduating college a year late. anyone see the irony in that? if it were up to me, i'd never graduate. a part of me doesn't want to close this chapter of my life. the only reason why i feel like a failure is because of my mom's high expectations of me. i brought this upon myself. i digress...

my mother is such a drama bitch. i forgot my dad's birthday yesterday. was so set on father's day, and so busy, that i forgot. fuck. so she calls me, yelling, saying that he's upset and is probably sitting in a corner trying to kill himself.

what.the.fuck.

first of all, they've been divorced for 6 years and supposedly hate each other, so why does she even care? secondly, i don't need the guilt trip, i felt bad enough about it. also, she forgot my b-day 3 YEARS IN A FUCKING ROW!!!!!! thirdly, my father isn't the type of man who'd kill himself over anything. finally, i did not appreciate being called early in the morning, on a lovely saturday that i intended to enjoy, by my raging bitch of a mother (and no, i'd never call my mother a bitch to her face, because that's just downright disrespectful, and we weren't raised like that).

ok, enough self loathing. off to club aristocrats to dance, get drunk, and be merry.
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Sunday, June 9th, 2002

Time:7:22 pm.
Mood: worried.
last night's hypocrisy show was the best show i've ever been to. omfg the energy in that place was amazing. i wish i bruised... i'm all sore from throwing myself against people.

my strawberry plant finally has strawberries on them! wooo. it made me so happy that i've been listening to my len cd. actually i'm listening to it because, well it's tradition to listen to the "if you steal my sunshine" song at the beginning of summer. soooo cheesy. *cheese! cheese!*

everyone's going to be in town for britynie's graduation. aunt cherryl, art, reoul and tumani arrived today... i can't believe they actually drove here, and are driving back. grandma ruth will arrive tomorrow, as well as some other distant relatives.

lots of kids. i don't like kids, well, not if they are over the age of two. i can see it now, kids running up and down the stairs, breaking things, leaving hand prints on the walls, spilling stuff, torturing my cat... ack.

the next three days are going to be very, very long indeed.
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Wednesday, June 5th, 2002

Time:3:52 pm.
Mood: cheerful.
went to woodinville again... decided to buy the adirondack chairs that i saw on Saturday. it's a good thing i waited, because they were an additional 30% off today. woohoo! score!

also, my tax return finally came. $933 to use as i please. hrmmm, this i can't be good. i'm already thinking of ways to spend it, when i should be thinking about putting it into my money market account. bleh. i get my spending habits from my mother. oh oh oh! my book, in the company of angels, arrived today as well!

yep, i'm a happy little camper.
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Tuesday, June 4th, 2002

Time:3:20 pm.
Mood: amused.
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Monday, June 3rd, 2002

Time:9:02 pm.
Mood: stressed.
drama sucks, especially if it isn't yours and you are involuntarily thrown into the situation.

also, i think i'm developing an ulcer from all this madness.

anyway, i turned in the peer evaluation portion of the group project today and one person got a full score, the other two got 60% and 20% from me respectively. they had the nerve to do the "scratch my back and i will scratch yours" drama, and ask for everyone to give each other a good grade since the project counts for so much.

sorry, im a bitch, and they got what they deserve.
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Friday, May 31st, 2002

Time:3:09 pm.
Mood: okay.
wow. i haven't updated this in almost a week. heh.

well, that's the joy of being in the midst of finals. yeah.

ok, i have noting else to say. i'm going to get my swing on tonight at the pampas room. i tore my dress last week, my dance partner decided that he would try to attempt an aerial. problem: i don't like flying through the air and over people's shoulders. so yeah, my favorite lindy hopping dress had to be mended. bleh. i tried, but not being the best seemstress, had to have it done professionally. there goes $15.

oh yeah. everyone go here to listen to some kick ass music.

*nikki exuent*
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Sunday, May 26th, 2002

Subject:Noooooooo!
Time:5:42 pm.
Mood: infuriated.
Fuuuuucccccckkkkkkkk! The Lakers won! Damnit all to the depths of bloody hell! They don't need to be in the playoffs! They have enough rings! Why god? Whyyyyyyy?!?!?!

Stooooopid 3 pointers. It was clean too, didn't touch the rim... right at the clock. Right at the freakin' clock! Grrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm loosing my voice from all the screaming.

I also lost 10 dollars. :(
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Time:2:07 am.
Mood: awake.
Sometimes we don't even realize how free we really are.

Call me different if you want but I always really enjoyed the subject of American History. What dazzled me is learning about how we as a people have over come so many obstacles, and in the process corrected so many injustices. The process to how this country came to be as it is today, considering how other parts of the world still live to day. Terrorism, hunger, serious health epidemics, fear from a tyrannical governments, totalitarianism no voice of the people through types of democracy. Socialism which keeps the individual from ever reaching their full potential of social and economic freedom and it�s use of government to control the way of behavior in achieving ones individual social and economic freedom.

Whether it be enjoying some drinks with friends at home passing around the joint talking the shit and listening to music without any fear of the current police state knocking down my door, or being able to finally afford that trip to the Cayman Islands I always dreamed about. He call me an optimist, but I know I'll be on that beach in the Cayman Islands, with the sun glowing, enjoying a fresh tropical drink in the sand with the only love in my life, enjoying the fruits of our labor without a care in the world not worrying about all the trivial matters that other people consume themselves with. You know? I don't hate the way things are, I just get frustrated with the concept in this country that we have to punish those who do work hard to enjoy the finer things in our society, and reward those who do not. I'm not saying we need to get rid of the safety net, but considering that our government wastes 50 cents of every dollar they take from me and other individuals by force leads me to believe we as individuals need to have some major reforms in government, so we can efficiently take care of the sick and hungry, the poor who does want to lift themselves out of such situations while at the same time allowing the framework to expand the economic freedom of individuals that do want to succeed to their fullest potential which increases the standard of living of us all.

For me in this country I can see how individuals have the ability to educate themselves, create goals to achieve, treat others with respect in all respects social and economic, and discover how the values that we hold as Americans make the way for us to live with each other each and every day. If you ask me government stands between us not with us on many aspects of American society. Does anyone here have any idea how much time and effort is wasted on government programs? I do. And if you look into the history of this country you will find that before the government took control and created the atmosphere in our society that we don't need help those around us because that's the government's responsibility. But guess what people the government isn't doing it efficiently.

What are we incapable of providing for those in need around us? Did increasing the size and influence of the federal government solve the problem? Did it even help to reduce poverty at all? Considering how much resources are put into it? According to the U.S. Census Bureau's Poverty Measurement Working Papers the poverty line increases as the income increases to the average Joe. According to these Papers, while we have prospered to the wealth a country has the standard of living goes up for everyone. What once used to be a complete luxury like electricity and running water is now enjoyed by us all. And the poverty rate has risen as well. But as these papers point, we once used to look upon our society and to those who were living in poverty at those times as people who do not have the same access to running water and electricity as in the early 1900's most Americans did or were next in line to acquire it. We had went from a country where providing your own food was a way of life and now is a distant memory to us today. Along the same line the people in poverty have increased to a standard of living as well. When is the last time you've seen a corn field in the middle of New Jersey? Where do these people get the food? My guess is they get it right from the same store as you do. Who paid for it? Did you ever wonder why some people living in poverty own a color TV, sometimes nicer than yours. How are those people able to plug the thing in? What I am getting at here is not that money shouldn't get to the people who really do need it, it's why do we allow a system to indiscriminately just give resources to the fools that abuse it? Where's the accountability? There is none.

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Friday, May 24th, 2002

Time:4:07 pm.
Mood: calm.
damnit. i did it again.

i should really stop letting my family get to me so easily. i was upset for over something so miniscule.

i think my chakras may be out of alignment. maybe the feng shui in my house is all outta whack. or maybe i just need to settle down with a nice wheatgrass smoothie and do some deep breathing exercises.
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bwahahahahaha!

i'm gonna turn into one of those new age hippies for a day, just for shits and giggles.

*burns nag champa and chants*

"om namah shivaya.... oommmmm...... ooooommmmmm" :D
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Subject:. . . . .
Time:3:53 pm.
Mood: aggravated.
*screams*

*&$^@)*Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh*&!@^%$!!!

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Thursday, May 23rd, 2002

Subject:grocery store club cards
Time:10:16 am.
Mood: enraged.
i'm currently taking marketing concepts 315, so i understand the importance of demographical statistics for businesses. however, things are getting a wee bit sci fi-ish.

there's people in florida with implants in their bodies. i'm not talking breast implants either. they have implemented the use of microchips in their arms, which they swipe at checkout to get discounts. read about it here: http://www.cnn.com/2002/HEALTH/01/22/microchip.heart

gawd, this shit is scary.

four years ago i would have thought people's concerns to be paranoid whining. then i learned some interesting facts...

of all the chains and independently owned supermarkets that use the "club card" system, only 20 percent follow their own privacy policies concerning customer's information. other chains have started club card systems with one privacy policy, only to change it a year or two later, leaving many who have no other grocery options with no choice but to accept the store's new terms.

but wait, there's more.

a thriftway in the seattle area is now implementing biometric technology. rather than have a club card, the customer must give their fingerprint that is stored in a databased along with their name, address, phone number and shopping habits. not only that, but many consumer groups are raising concerns that club cards could and are being used to create special sales for those who buy more.

then there's the case of the customer who sued a grocery store when he slipped on some spilled liquid. the store contacted the man and told him that they had records of him buying alcohol repeatedly since he had gotten a club card. they then told him to drop the case or else they'd use the records in court to portray him as an alcoholic who was drunk when he fell.

but moreover, this club card B.S. is symbolically wrong in so many ways. the stores are saying "either give us your personal information or pay higher prices".

that just doesn't seem like a good business practice to me.
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Subject:Odd
Time:12:21 am.
Mood: giggly.
I don't know why, but I'm currently feeling overwhelmed with school spirit. This usually only happens during football season. Hrmmm. I suppose it's because so many of my colleagues are commencing next month. Or perhaps it's because I am slightly drunk. Whatever the reason, I feel like singing...

*sings*
Bow Down to Washington,
Bow Down to Washington.
Mighty are the men who wear the Purple and the Gold,
Joyfully we welcome them within the Victor's fold.
We will carve our name in the Hall of Fame,
To preserve the memory of our Devotion.

So, heaven help the foes of Washington,
They're trembling at the feet of mighty Washington.
Our boys are there with bells,
Their fighting blood excels,
It's harder to push them over the lines than pass the Dardanelles.
So Victory's the cry of Washington
Our leather lungs together with a Rah! Rah! Rah!
And o'er the land, the bad-ass band
Will sing the glory of Washington forever!

GO HUSKIES! Tehehehe. :D
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Wednesday, May 22nd, 2002

Subject:yucky yucky poo poo
Time:11:04 pm.
Mood: guilty.
i've been bad.

i had 3 cigarettes today, after not smoking for over 8 months. i've never really been addicted to them... was more of a social smoker, ya know? it was never a craving. if someone offered me one i'd accept. it's a dirty habit. don't miss it, and yet today i got a strange satisfaction from it.

yay for inhaling cyanide and ammonia. or something.

anyway, i spent most of the day with some crazy fucks i know. we whored broadway. no, not literally. i don't expect any readers to get that, as it is an inside joke.

yeah.

i miss minnie's cafe. kinda sorta. the new one on queen anne hill isn't as fun. ahhh... the memories of omelettes and coffee, at 3am, in drug-induced stupors. heh. well not me, because everyone knows i am the epitome of straightedge. lol! anyway, people always complained about how rude the staff was... i think that's the reason why i liked it so much. raunchy goodness. besides, denny's is lame. ihop isn't open 24 hours and even if it were, i doubt they'd be as tolerant.

gross. i just realized the main reason why i stopped smoking. the aftertaste is nasty. must brush teeth.

*smells hair*

ewww. must also take shower. i feel oh so dirty. haha.
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Tuesday, May 21st, 2002

Time:5:02 pm.
Mood: indifferent.
i received an e-mail from a random lj reader. apparently some people find my entries rather schizophrenic? she ranted about how i switch from seemingly happy, to depressed and cynical, all within a matter of hours. looking back on my entries, i don't see what she's talking about. i guess things look different from an outsider's perspective? anyway, she said that i'm strange. why do people state the obvious? i'm well aware of my eccentricity. dumbass.

sorry if my incoherent mental ramblings don't conform to your ideals of normalcy. my supposed volatile emotional fluctuations must be the result of my not wanting to be dependent on paxil. *rolls eyes*

eat my fuck. nobody's forcing you to read this anyway.

thank you. drive through please.
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Subject:ahhh yes, the warmth of summer is amongst us
Time:10:36 am.
Mood: excited.
it never fails. every winter, i get extremely depressed. seasonal anxiety disorder due to lack of sunlight. yep. even my little snowboarding trips aren't enough to keep me chipper throughout the season. then, just when i'm on the brink of throwing myself into the puget sound, it happens... sunlight! wooo!

it's been absolutely beautiful the past few days. summer's finally a'knockin'!

during the summer months, i have eternal love for gasworks park. same thing with golden gardens park, when sundazed is in session. there's walking around queen anne, the pike’s place market, shopping on broadway, and the broadway block party. freemont in the summer is always great. then there’s summer nights at the pier, the folk life festival, bumbershoot, the seattle film festival, the jazz concerts at the chateau st. michelle winery, and last but definitely not least, FERRY RIDES!

just thinking about it makes me want to run around the house nekkid!

oh wait, i already do that. hrmmm.
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