disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.
note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.
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2002.05.12 2:54 p.m.
i'm sick. all kinds of sick, as the case may be.
i'm not at work in case any of you feel like doing some entertaining. of me.
i watched ten things this morning. it went well. i don't like boys very much these days, so it wasn't as good as it could have been. all i could think was, wow, they're wasting a lot of their lives. and also, if some persued me i'd probably make out with them, but besides that, it all takes too much effort. far far too much effort. boys suck.
this does not include certain boys that i still love. only a couple though. and if you think you are one of them, you are wrong. unless you are jtt. in which case....hi.
alisin still wants some boys though, in case you're looking. for a girl.
i'm sooo boring. this is because i am bored. and there really isn't any way that i would have new and wonderful insights since the last time that i've written. well, here's virtual jerry. if i get around to putting him in my file manager that is.....
previously - and then
*oh random entry*
all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15
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