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"Do you like Mausi? If you don't like Mausi I can call you Schnecke. do you like that name?"
"Yeah it's cute, what does it mean?"
"You know that slimy animal with the house on the back?"
"A snail"
"Yeah, a snail"

plus 4 cute&foreign points for describing a snail as an animal with a house on back lol

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First full day of being home for Christmas break = I did hardly anything

Last night was fun, though, because the girls and I had our fantastic little christmas get together. Now that was a wonderful start to christmas break. Lots of catching up, lots of laughing. Today I went to hockey world and meijer with Chris and my dad, and then I did nothing, which, by the looks of how things are going so far, is what I will be doing for most of the time that I'm home. Boo. I don't even have a bedroom here anymore. I sleep on a twin bed in a guest bedroom.

I'm going to have to get creative. The end.

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I am at great wolf lodge with Trey and I am live journaling from my iPad. Good stuff. Maybe I'll actually start using my lvejournal again...I hope so anyway. I've neglected it for far too long. By the way, auto correct is a bitch so if shit starts not making sense, that's probably why...

What to say, what to say...

Finals start Monday and by my logic, what better weekend to go to great wolf lodge? Or, say, start livejournsling again? ...right?


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Public service announcement:


lots of cigarettes, senses fail playing at an extremely obnoxious decibel, a cute pair of sandals or two. also, a month's supply of vicodin. ya know, to take the edge off.

ALERT: This is a test.

you can never be too prepared am i right?

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Okay I don't know why all of a sudden the new decade gets here and everybody starts to neglect these things. Personally, I don't know how I've managed to live without mine...without saying SOMETHING. Constant commentary, analysis and documentation of my life almost feels necessary for me. So I'm going to start up with doing it again, even if nobody else on here will. Quite frankly, I miss it. And I really do have a lot to say, even if I haven't exactly said it.

Now isn't really the time though, because I have a German quiz at 4 and limited time in between now and then to study for it, so I'll have to write later.

And trust me, once I start writing about how this year, even this month, has been so far, I won't be able to stop.


Love grows in me like a tumor,
Parasites bent on devouring it's host
I'm developing my sense of humor,
Till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth,
Till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet.

Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
Maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesn't get burned?

What the fuck was I thinking?

Love plows through me like a dozer,
I've got more give than a bale of hay,
And there's always a big mess left over.
With what did you do?
And what did you say?

Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
Maybe I'll be the special one that doesn't get burned

What the fuck was I thinking?

Love tears me up like a demon.
Opens the wounds and fills them with lead,
And I'm having some trouble just breathing.
If we weren't such good friends I think that I'd hate you.
If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead

Love is so embarrassing
I'm this awkward and uncomfortable thing,
And I'm running out of places to hide it.

Fuck Was I // Jenny Owen Youngs


I love you my genius boyfriend.
I love you my goldfish girlfriend.
What! Awww. Just because I can't pay attention to anything...
It's okay, people like goldfish. Just think: one day, some small child will win you at a carnival. In fact, that's probably where I won you!
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