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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2003.08.20 7:41 p.m.
i wish alison would stop talkin so that i could write my entry in peace. she's a silly cunt.
"you will not write such a thing about me". -alison
good. she's gone. now we can talk in peace.
what a bloody long day already. we made fudge nut bars at work. over a thousand of them. and got very fudge-coated and delicious. i have a headache, i think from staring at them for so long, for hours. i actually did a lot of work at work today, usually i can avoid it, but not today.
charlotte starts tomorrow apparantly. in the middle of fudge-nut madness. hooray! then i can kick her. charlotte: don't wear pretty shoes that you don't want wrecked, just sneakers or something, comfortable. and wear a tank top or t-shirt that you can just put your shirt over. at least that's what i do. it's easiest. and don't be shocked by how terribly gross the kitchen/staff room/staff bathroom is. gross.
city-working constantine came in today. otherwise known as phil constantine or black constantine. he's pretty cute. janel was having a laughing fit because i was 'flirting' with him. janel has a looooot of laughing fits with me. and by looooot i mean lot.
alison keeps talking about bones and distracting me.
it was pay day and yet, i'm broke again. damn. but i did buy some sweet board games to play with girls, i'm looking at you moms - sweet valley high the board game (can you find your boyfriend in time for the big date?) and the sassy (as in the magazine) experience! sweet. we really have to play them. they're good. real good.
me and alison went out for supper at earls, it was pretty good. eating out is such a waste of hard-earned money. so now we're going to go get ice cream. at jerry's. i'm there far far too often.
aaahhhh well.
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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