Monday, Mar. 27, 2006 - 2:07 am
+ my lifestyle determines my deathstyle commented to mika in response to her procrastination and lack of sleepage... by the way, i'm quite proud of the pillow, just really damn tired of the fucker right now:

i just spent collectively twelve hours on that fucking pillow, and i get to take a bath and sleep for not very long relatively speaking now 'cause i always wake up at five, then at seven, and have to be up by eight fifty. by the way, it takes me forty five minutes to fall asleep each time.

..i feel you. good luck. love you. sleep well once it's possible =.

goodnight.

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Sunday, Mar. 26, 2006 - 2:29 am
+ cast me not away i just took care of putting things in the dryer a second time, folded up the big blanket, cleaned up after the cats, and worked on what i'm making for elsbe for about an hour. it's gonna take me a few hours, but i plan on finishing it tomorrow to give to her... i messed up real bad tonight, and i want to fulfill this promise as soon as i can.

..basically, i got sick while i was drunk. and i was in her bed, on her favourite pillow that's all but unwashable. couldn't have been predicted, i've never been sick while drunk. ever. it was a complete and total accdient, and we all know that. originally none were to know, but those who weren't to know now know, so whatever.

thought i had everything cleaned up for the most part when she went back there to be with aaron for a while tonight, and she said it still smelled like sick. she got quite pissed and went to leave, i went out to talk to her, and we fought at her car for a little bit. she left her cell phone here (purposefuly), and basically told me to leave her the hell alone as that was all i can apparently do.

i didn't know that the cover of her futon was a cover, or id have cleaned it. the pillow... i don't know what to do with. and i cry when i look at it.

i'm making a new pillow for her. we ran by walmart after dinner tonight and she picked out the material and which stuffing she wanted, and i started working on it when we got here. granted i've never sewn in my life, this will indeed take a bit. i'm a little over halfway on the longest of the three sides that i need to sew... and that took me an hour and fifteen minutes to do.

oh yeah. it'll be done tomorrow. goddammit.

..but right now, i can barely keep myself awake, and started screwing up a lot... so i'm off to bed for a while before i get up and start the dryer again if need be. i'll ened help getting her futon cover and the fitted sheet on her bed... hopefully she'll come for her phone and not be nearly as pissed at me.

the fight: she said i basically find a way to sabotage her and aaron's alone time, even though this time it was an accident. and because she left, he got pissed, and they're fighting... and it's my fault. and i'm getting quite a bit of heat for it.

i need sleep. two hours of sleep while sobering up isn't enough for me to have been up for seventeen hours anyway.

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Saturday, Mar. 25, 2006 - 11:21 pm
+ i have to go away just when i think i've done something right, i find that i've learned a completely new way to do it wrong... and that there's no way for me to get out of it at all...

i really want to just curl into a ball and die or something of the sort, but that just won't happen.

i need to go back to walmart. so i can get some more stuff for a project for elsbe...

an all nighter sounds plausible right now... even though i'm only going on two hours of sleep...

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Saturday, Mar. 25, 2006 - 6:19 am
+ the daytime of the night and now after everything, and now that i'm quite sober... it's time to sleep facing the foot of the bed due to reasons that won't be explained.

quite a night was had. i feel horrible, though i feel fine, yanno?

thank god for the chinese food that's in the fridge for me to have for breakfast when i wake up in five hours or so. greasy = god, right now.

i thoroughly embarassed myself tonight/this morning... though i'm quite happy with the in depth conversation that ensued afterward. i love elsbe and kristen.

goodnight, though i see the daylight coming in through the blinds.

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Saturday, Mar. 25, 2006 - 12:17 am
+ i'll cover you yeah so... i'm on drink three. and i'm light as a fucking feather. wer're watching rent... me, kristen, elsbe, julie, and amanfa. julie and amanda aren't drinking, me and elsbe and kristen are, and wer'e all pretty far gone already. and i dunno why i'm online and typing an entry... i guess to see how bad i typo? though i have the conversation i'm having with sai for that actually.

yanno, i'm still quite aware of my typos for the most part. all of this is relatively spelled right. growl.

though now i'm more drunk than i wasfifteen minutes ado when i was writing that much and i'm sure i'm messking up a lotk nowe.

i've found that wyenn drinking, it's easiwer to pop yoiut neck. i have about sic times already, and it usually talked forever to do it anyway.

and again about thirty minutes later. heeeeeeey!
..yeeeeeeey!

i feel saoirry for sai. she'sa talking to mw on aim righ tnowe, ancd i can oinly imgaroine what she's habing to figurew oiut.,..

YEY FOR TRYIONGF TO READ MY PROGREASSIVE FRUNKENESS OINLNE! HAVE FRUN TRANSALAEING BIOETNJWEES!!!

and oin to my way to druiok number foiur onc ei finish thins one! woooooo!

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