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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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2003.10.27 8:14 p.m.

i was at jerry's today for a good three hours and i wasn't working. this is sick behavior. i'm there so much. maybe i should just quit and come in for fun. i went to help steve-dave and mike-steve (danielle) decorate for hallowe'en. my new name is dave-mike. yeah, we're cool. i got my shirt for my jerry-costume. if there's one day to go to jerry's, it's friday to see me and mike-steve dressed up like jerry. pretty good. i ended up staying and eating with them. and then we went out to value village. i bought some bags of scarves, some knee-highs, and some converse cleats! not that i needed more possesions at all. ever. especially since i'd made such progress yesterday, i guess it's two steps forward, etc etc.

i like mike and steve. they're so dumb.

bill priddle officially quit treble charger! delightful! and he credits fans who 'came out of the woodwork' to encourage his solo stuff and return to his indie-rock roots. (that's me! i came right out of the woodwork!!) he also mentioned that he hates the treble charger fans, the 15 year old moshers. awesome. and that he never wanted to go poppunk. it's sad also though for me, as i liked old treble charger as a whole and i'll miss trevor and rosie. but certainly not greig. fucker. such a sell-out.

steve and i went to the living room last night. i had another rhubarb scone. i love them. i want to go there every night and have scones. we had a nice chat. like always. having work friends is a good idea. i hope i get good work friends in taranta.

it will also be good to get away from constantine. i grow weary of this thought pattern and it's irritating cycles. though he is quite cute.

but there will be other cute boys. who love weakerthans and bill priddle and have soft sweaters and tell me to fuck off. and who think i'm amazing. and who i am in awe of.

exciting.

i got my acceptance package from humber today. that was fun. so many forms to fill out. luckily i like forms i guess. there's always reasons to put it off though. i'm still very very good at resisting doing anything. it's quite amazing. especially since i want to go there...right

i'm getting helen a hallowe'en costume!!! i'm so glad. i hope she doesn't back out. she can't. and i'm trying to convince kimshaw to go as little bo peep. it'd be perfect. helen's going to be a punk rocker. i have to bring my camera. i hope jerry goes as me. holy god that would be funny. if he wore a black skirt with a ruffle! ho ho.

i don't know what to go as for the party. or trick-or-treating. i should go t-o-t-ing. it might be too late, but i could still give it one last go. i didn't really go last year and i was sad.

i signed up for the castingworkbook.com today. now i must be a true actor. or something? now people from all over the world can reject me...

previously - and then

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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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