Below are the most recent 13 friends' journal entries.

Sunday, July 20th, 2008
oohfeisty	4:42a	you can't say we never tried i guess i did expect too much from you, but i was silly and young, i was only just beginning. and maybe your happiness wasn't enough but i can still think of you in that whirlwind two weeks smiling at me on your bathroom counter with only flashes of lightning in your window to show me truth, only truth and no effrontery, but i was silly back then. unaware. ain't it time to say goodbye? i've found myself a little bit in love with strangers. i visit one of them at three am knocked out on klonipin and some beers, i traverse those upper west side streets alone and you meet me at the front door with a soft smile and softer voice. you like to call me kid and we kiss on your reading couch, it's sacred. merriam webster watches on. and when we're complete, full, exhausted and you take my hand, your cat stalks over our beat bodies. he wants to share this moment with us. we wake up hour after hour. don't go, you're crazy, you tell me without fail at four am five am six am seven i find my bearings kiss you goodbye and steal a new york times from the lobby. sorry. and the filmmaker. he watches me. isn't that enough? mmm. Current Mood: drunk Current Music: sts9. thursday. (Comment on this)
Saturday, July 19th, 2008
atticusscout	10:06p	Dark Knight was as amazing and wonderful and pretty much as perfect as I had hoped. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 16th, 2008
njdevilsfan	9:03p	It's been awhile... I keep forgetting to update, but since nothing major has been going on, there really hasn't been much to write. Work's still been busy, with people going on vacations and stuff, I end up pretty much covering all of their jobs. I'm too damn old to keep this busy!! The parents' issues are still ridiculous--and worse yet, they're such an energy drain at times, honestly. All they ever do anymore is complain about the littlest things and fight about everything. Plus the idiot upstairs neighbors aren't helping any...the bastards constantly leave the front door either unlocked or wide open (umm, hello, we don't live in Kansas!), and a few weeks ago, the bitch called the cops on my mother, because her eight year old daughter claimed my mother gave her the finger!! (Which she did NOT do..I mean, why would a 68 year old woman mess with a little kid?) Plus they keep putting scratches on her car. How petty and ridiculous can a few people be? As for the summer, away from all that crap with family and neighbor issues, it's been okay, and sure to get better. Went to a few drum corps shows--it was great seeing people I haven't seen in ages and spending time with people I never really hung out with before. Not sure if I'm getting to any other shows, though, because I'm now going to four American Idol shows. =) First one is in two weeks in Newark, then Atlantic City, then Hartford and Worcester. I am insane! I even switched my work hours one day back in May just to go to the Today Show just to see the two Davids sing--I got there at 6:45 in the morning and was so far away I could barely see, but it was totally worth it. Unfortunately I didn't realize when I got the Atlantic City tickets that it's the same day as Allentown, so I'll be missing Allentown this year. =( Damn, no funnel cake! But I will meet David Cook and Michael Johns if it kills me!! And a nice thing that's been going on, all these people from my past have come out of nowhere on Facebook....a few friends I haven't seen in at least a decade (who I actually have been looking for) found me, which has been great, plus all these people I knew in high school, too. Now I kind of wish I had gone to my reunion...it's great catching up with all of them! (Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 15th, 2008
cherrydilemma	5:14a	:D Sunday was Work Weekend at my house, and we managed to paint the entire second floor hallway as well as the landing between the basement and main floor. And we didn't spend a dime. The paint was donated (by my grandpa, who didn't like the color but it's a pretty yellow for the second floor) and some was found in the garage. We still need to finish the trim a bit and the spots in the wall we had to spackle, but that isn't a huge job. Well, we need more painters tape, and to buy me and Marie a roll back since we each donated one, so I guess that's a little bit of money, but still, compared to if we had to buy the paint ourselves? We still have almost a full gallon of the yellow left, too. :D TO DO: - prizes for WW - call about gardsil - THIS WILL BE ADDED TO L8r. (Comment on this)
Monday, July 14th, 2008
gingersomething	10:31p	SAD I am fucking HUNGRY all the time! I am also lonely. :[ POOR ME D: livejournal was fucking sweet in its heyday but it's all over now. I MISS LJ DAYS OF YORE. WHEN I COULD BE A FUCKING IDIOT ALL THE TIME AND WAS IN GOOD COMPANY. I care about serious shit now. For reals. Fuck. This is the lj equivalent of rolling around on the floor out of sheer boredom. I'm driving myself slowly insane, with no one to talk to but a toddler. A toddler who says MAMA, DADA, BOOBS, BUBBLES, KITTY, EIGHT, and not much else. I love him but damn. I need some friends. Current Mood: cranky Current Music: public enemy - revolutionary generation (37 Comments |Comment on this)
babie_phat	7:51p	I’m bringing sexy back… So when Heather and I get together, crazy things happen. Crazy things like reminiscing about old times, and deciding to bring back things that make us feel young again, so we don’t have to face the fact that we are in our early 20s, and supposed to be adults now. Enter the fountain of youth that is livejournal. Or LJ, as we so affectionately call it. There is no better way to document your life, good or bad, than to publish it on the internet for all to see. Here’s hoping Heather remembers how to change the backgrounds on this. Lessons livejournal has taught us: • When you make a catty post, no matter how cleverly you cover up the true subject of the post, they will find out. Every time. • When you post something that you think is funny, looking back on it a year later you forget why it was funny. Maybe that is because the code words that you used no longer make sense. • That heartbreaking moment that happened a year ago, that you had to make a post about? 5 bucks says you may have to sit down for a good 5 minutes, drink in hand, to remember the name of the guy who broke your heart and caused your best friend to rack up her long distance minutes. • If you can’t say something to someone’s face, it is much easier to post it for the world to see, and wait until they confront you about it. Then you get to act all surprised, and say “I never meant for you to find out.” • There is no better way to make yourself feel smart than to use a thesaurus and post something incredibly deep and meaningful, and have your ingenuity validated through the comments of your friends list. • There is no better way to stalk someone than to read through every livejournal posting they have ever made, and glean an insider’s look into their lives. Not even facebook is that good. • Heather and I really had no lives outside of each other. We each managed to work each other into each post in one way or another. And if our names were not there, a comment from us was. • Heather and I really can’t seem to live without each other. Alright Ner. I did it. I started the re-birth of LJ. Your move, holy man. PS picking the music is the most fun part of the whole process. Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: Almost Lover - Fine Frenzy (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, July 11th, 2008
electricstars	6:03p	If you're going to be in or around Boston, New York, Hamden or Philadelphia the week of the 15th to the 21st, you should come see Doctors & Dealers because I'll be singing back-up. Hell, take the Chinatown bus between cities and come see all the shows, except maybe Hamden which, to our deep regret, doesn't have a cheap bus option (that we know of). We just added two more shows, so here's the new projected schedule. ( DOCTORS & DEALERS MEGA TOUR '08! ) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
cherrydilemma	2:40p	I WANT MOAR VMARS. D: ( Season 3 spoilers ) (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, July 7th, 2008
oohfeisty	9:39p	you. not that easy to forget an old flame in my bed last night, his thrifted tie-dyed shirt and ripped jeans, still a hippie at heart and we felt all that innocent love the only boy who ever broke my heart playing it cute again, calling me silly, surprised that i missed him, instilling hope in me, hope that i've prayed for for months my seventeen year old fling returning home, i answer the door and there he stands but i'm drunk and miles away, thinking of only the past, i won't let you fade away Current Mood: weakly hungover Current Music: carolina liar - i'm not over (2 Comments |Comment on this)
gingersomething	7:07p	Why does my left eyebrow grow so much faster than my right one? Current Mood: perplexed Current Music: noisettes - don't give up (11 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 8th, 2008
cherrydilemma	5:04a	Tweets for Today 12:00 Em you will be so proud of me. I have a class in BPS and i like it. # 12:20 It's Henry's birthday! # my LoudTwitter iz paested on yayz THAT LAST ONE WAS FOR sirenkate (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, July 7th, 2008
cherrydilemma	3:51a	Doctor Who Yes, this is moar Doctor Who. If you're sick of the only thing on my LJ being DW, you're lucky! The season is over and there will be no moar until Christmas. Maybe I will start writing about my real life again. ( 4x13 Journey's End ) I've said it before and I'll say it again: NEEDZ MOAR SALLY SPARROW. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, July 6th, 2008
gingersomething	7:25p	holy fourth Independence Day is such a load of crap. But hey, I'll take any excuse to party. Clyde and I went to hang out with some of his (our?) friends, and it was a blast. LITERALLY. LOL. So yeah, anyway, St. Sparky's Helper was generous with the explosives this year. We went out to an abandoned parking lot and blew the shit out of the place. Now, I have always disliked fireworks, and this year was no exception. These were professional grade ILLEGAL. Scary as fuck. I spent the whole time crouched behind a car with a blanket over my head, truly convinced I was about to die. That's when I realized how fucked up it all really is, how it just oozes privilege to attend firework shows. People all over the world are being bombed, and yet here we are in America going OOOH LOOK AT ALL THE LIGHTS IN THE SKY OMG LOUD NOISES LOL. Ugh. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: noisettes - hierarchy (Comment on this)