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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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2005.05.13 2:23 p.m.

oh christ. i went to nick's show last night and took a buttload of nice pictures. but now i lost them. wow it is not my day. i really don't know how i (the computer) lost them. maybe i didn't save them in the right place.
i'm pretty sad though. and i deleted them all off of the camera when i gave it back.

this computer is making squeaking sounds.

AND this morning i left the damn digital camera (which belongs to the school) on the subway and went along my merry way onto the bus. i realized in time to run back to the subway and found the right train (just leaving) and hopped on it, i had to jump from car to car at each stop working my way through the train looking for it. LUCKILY i found it right where i'd left it. christ.
i nearly had a heartattack.

i'm not in a writing mood. haven't been at all lately. and i haven't been calling anyone either really.

yesterday was 'sweet thing's second show ever. and the first time i'd seen them. and they were SO good. i was really pretty blown away. (except by their name) and i was relieved because i'd hate to hate them.
very tight very fun and super danceable. my kind of party.
erica, ali, alisin, miranda, and (her now boy) jordan came. so i was impressed. fun people to hang out with. and they all really liked it. quote erica "i don't go see a lot of music, so were they actually really really good, or am i just off?"
i don't think she was off really.

erica also came over for supper. that was fun and we ate cake and knitted and watched the o.c. (i can't believe he died. the plot twists are getting too stupid.)

i found two folding chairs with the garbage yesterday. oh, and a headboard for my bed. i like toronto garbage. was easier to pick since it's right in front of the houses.

i'm not being a very good girlfriend. and i keep reinforcing this to nick which is probably not the best maneuver.
i was being particularly irritable last night. sometimes i just get in mood where things just get to me. like i couldn't stand little touches. he was trying to rub my back nice and it was making me so antsy and just..weird.
it made him pretty sad and me pretty sad.
and i think i might just be too plain weird to be involved with people.


yeah. i have nothing to do this weekend.

but i survived the first week of this semester so i deserve a break. fuck.

i want school to be done. and soon.

i want a real pearl necklace.

i miss people.

i need to get my headshots done. i'm going to start looking for an agent soon. no point waiting till the end of the year i think. i want to be sooo ready by then.

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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