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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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2001-12-26 5:10 p.m.

christmas....was....something....

everyone here made a good haul. it wasn't the presents that were the problem...i'm not sure what it was.

this whole christmas month has been strange.

so my party sucked ass. i should have guessed it. i wish that more of my friends would have come, then maybe we could have drowned out the overly-drunk murray kids. (iiii ammmmm sooooo druuuunnnnnnnkkkkkkk)

maybe if i had ingested something a little toxic i would have felt better. it was neat that natalie came. i wonder how mattdean and fraser's set came along, i forgot to ask.

i'm going for lunch with chala tomorrow. i think. i'm excited for it. i think that everyone wishes chala had more time. at this stage our relationship is so strange. after thirteen years of friendship (and so many changes) we are at such a strange place. but the thing is that she's so detached from everyone i know and everything i do, and she knows sooooo much about my past and everything i've ever done that i can tell her everything and she'll know. really know. every back story that influences everything i think about all events.

the same with ashley and amy...except that they are missing the last couple of years...more my fault than theirs'. i'm so impressed that ashley got me porn. good work kid. how can these three girls mean this much to me?

how can everyone mean so much to me?

that mattdean and fraser and ellen and ali stayed at a party they hated only for me meant so much. how could it not? i don't know how to tell people that though. in any way. i don't know how to tell anyone how important they are.

yesterday alisin said she was proud of me sometimes. and i am so proud of her, these days more than ever before. she has changed so much since i've known her, and it's almost all been positive. but i couldn't tell her. i had to make it into a joke. of course.

it was good that jeffmorton came to the party too, considering that he knew no one. he and i are so strange. how can we not be? i make it strange. i don't know how not to. i still want to hug him a lot (he's shaped like cuddle) but it is so stilted. what isn't?

finshing work was strange. i got fairly attached and once it sinks in i think i'll probably be sad. yeah bonus points though. i mean, presents=good.

speaking of which, i'm going to go look for the perfect djembe for me tomorrow. (maybe) and other perfect instruments. i want the biggest, prettiest drum for the least amount of money. i hope ten thousand villages has it. i hope.

mine and alisin's band is going to be so hip(i hope) we are good? i don't know......we will start soon. oh band. we need some talent to start.

eli blue

hello jed

the mistake

which one kid? (you know, for a name?) write and tell me or leave a note or something....please please.....

so merry after christmas...shit...what am i doing for new year's?

love

christmasandband

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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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