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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.

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2002-04-02 6:11 p.m.

ho--lo--- or ho-la as the case may be. we are all so good. so good. meaning my gang and surrounding others...

but before that...last time i was writing here i was avoiding doing dishes at 2:30 in the morning and then i messed around some more, did the dishes and finally went to bed at about 4... but yeah, jerry's called (my new place of employ) at just after eight in the morning wanting to know where i was. because apparantly i was scheduled in to work but no one had bothered to inform me. so i got up and went in and worked an eight hour shift on 4 hours of sleep. sucky mcsuck suck.
but yeah, besides that, it was okay. some of the girls are really nice. it seems like it'll be okay for me there. if you want to come and visit me i work 8 till 4 every fucking day of the fucking year. well, probably not weekends! but yeah, fulltime sucks my ass.

man i have so much to say today.

but i went to matt's yesterday to have a sleep-over with the gang. brilliant. (matt.fraser.alisin.melissa.cyrus.graeme.mehta.alex.tom.) we had some good times. dork activites like risk and puzzles and video games and hours of talking...
i talked to alisin and cyrus about each other seperately. but because alisin is so weird about relationships, and cyrus has low self-esteem it just didn't happen. and probably won't. they say it's because they'll upset the gang. but it doesn't matter. not really. we'd all laugh. it's crappy though because they both won't make a move, it's a lot like her and mattdean. sadnessss.

this girl alex was there, and she's so sweet and nice (and pretty hot.)...and she said that she's attracted to fraser. it made me really happy. and he's not unattracted to her. but they probably won't be anything either. fraser's been talking about how he doesn't understand attraction anymore, nor experience it. but she's so sweet. we're going to go and see teen movies together. she's in grade nine, and it doesn't stupid matter. age has become so irrelevent these days. so. i mean, there's an eight year age difference between her and aaron. how odd. but i interact with both of them basically the same. the point is that i want everyone to be happy and get some action. all kinds of action. i'm actually amazed that we got through last night without someone mackin it.

melissa and me were going to go and make out, but i came to the conclusion that it would just be awkward and funny, and i'd end up laughing and peeing myself. and i asked fraser to make out with me and he said no. i laughed.

alisin and cyrus slept in the same bed and nothing happened. in matt's bed. it seems like nothing happens there.

(blah blah blah how boring for anyone who doesn't know these people.)

i'm going for coffee with aaron tonight supposedly. and i hope i can end things well and good. i hope it's okay.

me and mattdean went running errands today. we both haven't bathed in days and weren't wearing deodorant and hadn't changed clothes lately. we were so pretty. actually we probably were pretty attractive because we weren't covering up any pheremones (this is actually probably why our group is so stressed with sexual tension - too many pheremones). i bought matt a converse shirt. i was going to wear it as a night shirt, but it'll actually fit him. if he doesn't wear it i'll kick him.

goddamn i'm tired. and i have to stay up. to watch my favorite shows.

was there anything else?

last night we were sitting around in matt's basement, me and matt were sitting together in a big armchair and he and melissa and fraser and mehta were disscussing anarchy and communism and politics and 'the revolution'. alisin and cyrus were discussing masturbation. and tom was playing guitar on the floor. and i just couldn't stop grinning. how much i love my friends. how much. everyone was being so neat and great.

how much. how much. i think this might be heaven.

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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