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.
2005.10.24 6:33 p.m.
okay it's only like a month until i come home probably. okay that's good. for my mother because she misses me.
today i went to payless and i didn't buy anything. i wanted to though oh i wanted to. there are three pairs of boots i want. well, maybe only two oh man are they hot. and because it's bogo i could get them both for like 70 dollars. i probably should.
oh right, except i don't have a job.
today i learned from a j.lo movie that if you have an abusive husband, you just need to kill him, but set it up like self-defense and everything will be fine.
it was fraser's birthday yesterday so i hope that everyone hugged him. i mean, i would if i could, so you should.
grey's anatomy was fine. it wasn't as good as i was expecting. how long can they draw out the dr. mcdreamy not divorcing his wife storyline?
okay seriously, someone get me a job.
i miss having a bf. no one cuddles me anymore.
except maybe priscilla and that's bordering on attack.
okay every dish is dirty. that's so gross. someone should do
something about that.
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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