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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.

note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.

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2003.10.25 9:06 p.m.

it shocks me that i've actually somewhat adapted to getting up at four-thirty in the morning twice a week. if you had told me that i'd have to in high school i would have fallen over. i'm pretty amazing at napping, which is a skill that will really come in handy at college.

for some reason i've had two conversations about sarah polley in the past couple of days. i don't remember what about either. i quite like her, but i rarely talk about her. just now i was having dreams about jerry's and i dreamt that we were now supplying hair gel and warm towels in the bathrooms. we still weren't cleaning them properly, but you could sure get a hot towel and pretty hair.

i still need more sleep. but with having only four shifts again next week i have two days off in a row coming my way. i remember when that was a given.

i went to a sex toy party last night with my cousin, aunt, and thier friends. it was pretty fun. especially when james talked about his cock and i made awkward comments. i bought some suckers shaped like penises. and some dic tacs. yes, mints shaped like penises. ian came by after it was done because he's a weiner, and i made fun of his mom. and i hit him so hard that i bruised my hand. awesome.

there was really good spinach and artichoke dip too.

i should have bought some spanish fly, that'd get me some boys.

i've decided to learn to speak german. nikill'll have to teach me because she knows about it. ich will dien po shlangen. i'd also like to speak italian and spanish. language is fun!

nikill and i are going to see moses mayes and the huxtables soon. uhoh i just did a google search to see if i was spelling huxtables right and there's another band called 'the huxtables'. maybe this one is spelled differently. but still...none the less, i hope it's good. and fun.

i really like working with paul, lately (since i saw finding nemo) we stand around going: 'mine.' 'mine mine.' 'mine.' and so on. and talking like the sweet surfer turtles. also it's funny that i low five for him is a high five for me. i'm really quite short.

but i've got that hot hot rack.

i wish there were jazz tomorrow. and i'd better see steve soon, i'm going into withdrawl. she should change her name to elliott so that she doesn't sound 'too jockish'.

i have to decide what to wear! i have to primp!

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was Medium? - 2008-01-17
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