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2003.11.28 10:12 a.m.

i can't tell anyone what i'm going to toronto to study without blushing madly. horribly. i'm a horrible blusher. i go through phases...for awhile there i was pretty un-blushy. but i always think everyone is immediately going to judge me (as i would do for them) and think that i'm too ugly/fat/short/lame/boring to be an actress. sucks (to your ass-mar).

crazy von was so right about the song 'bandages' by hothotheat, it really does sound like 'blame the jews'. especially because then it rhymes with the next line 'on legs and arms from you'.

ahh i miss hothotheat. i really want to see them again.

i hate having headaches. i think it's from how terribly dry it is here. especially in the bay. at jerry's the grease kind of dampens the air for me a bit. (ew.) also at the bay i work close-ish to the perfume..i don't want to go back tonight. or to jerry's tomorrow morning. or to the bay tomorrow night. why have i done this to myself?

especially since i'm probably going to go out after work tonight. and still open tomorrow. fuck.

i still need to find an apartment/place to live. i want a shared house. ideally with boys and girls, or with gay boys. and with everything i need pretty much there. i'm scared that everyone won't like me though. in true three-year-old fashion.

when the hell did it get to be 26 days until my birthday?

if you want you should go here and tell me which pictures to submit to castingworkbook.com for agents and casting directors to look at. probably not the painting though..

i'm in love with tea. i'm considering living on it. and maybe juice. and maybe bagels and cream cheese. i'm going for lunch with my cousin right away at her work. how exciting. i haven't been there yet. i should probably get dressed, not that my sleepwear isn't devastatingly cute..

you know, i do really like cowbell.

there's this really funny article in now magazine (toronto) about the carnations where thom goes on about how much he loves wesley snipes.

in case i haven't mentioned it already, you're all cordially invited to my mother's art show opening on the 18th (?) of december at the main branch of the public library. go here if you haven't seen her work yet. but yes, do come, and i'll give you cookies. and bring your parents.

in our staff bathroom at j.foo.po someone took the 'u' of a sign so it now says 'wash yo hands'. i like it too much.

oh, right, lunch.

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