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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.


2004.10.21 8:48 a.m.

wow i didn't know deathfromabove1979 met in prison. well..they're still assholes. who's music i like.
i've given it some thought and i've decided that i really don't like metric that much anymore. actually..i decided that awhile ago...but i tried..i still like a couple of songs..but..

having a stats system is very bizarre. who spends allllll day looking up the huxxtabulls on the internet? i seriously get so many hits from said seach. pretty bizarre. i mean, if it is for the many people can be looking them up? and if it's the same person, why must they click on the same links all the time?

and lately i've been getting hits from people specifically looking for meredith cheesebrough's diary. although i spell my last name mistletoe..they still found it. so good work people!
i just can't imagine why people would go to that amount of effort..i apollogize for not making this more worthwhile.
oh, yeah, they're probably trying to find mention of themselves. travis says people only read other people's diaries to hear about themselves..

i did go for lunch with j'anal yesterday. it was good. it's funny how grown-up people get. she's working as a secretary funny! i wish i had a grown-up job..
we went to pita pit and it was pretty good..although pita pit is not very good about seperating the meat from the other things..gross. me and j'anal aren't the real kind of friends so having lunch is really interesting. everything is so surface, with no backstory and no shared history. everything needs to be explained and most of the time it's not really worth it..clarifying things i mean. it's still fun though.

i stopped in at the mennonite clothes closet on the way home. i spend way too much time and money there. it's terrible. i got a funny bunnyhug, a weird purplish shirt, and a pink sweatshirt to make a skirt out of. i also bought christmas socks and a teeny tiny christmas tree. this is getting bad..

yesterday afternoon was spent watching national lampoon's christmas vacation, drinking eggnog and wearing giant christmas-sock-slippers.

i did get to get with travis to rehearse..but we didn't actually do anything. i was feeling very sick and very out of it. i'm not really enjoying these colds..but i am losing my voice, someone should tell andrewkeith.
i mostly just read the sheaf instead of working on the play. again. it was pretty good that mine and niki's letter got in! we do have a point..this issue was also overly-full of willrobbins. it's like he's trying to take over (my heart).
travis says i'm photogenic and that it looks like i'm always posing. well..i am photogenic. i actually look better in print than in real life. this is because my personality ruins my looks. no lie.
big loud obnoxious personalities work for boys but not for girls.

i really like my surveys. i love how surveys are just to trick people into amusing me. and i like how john had to join diaryland just to fill out his survey. i can't believe he didn't do the one about jamesreimer! i'd be worried about john laothing me..but john, laoth isn't a word. my mum made fun of all of your spelling errors.
i really liked niki's answers as well. and fraser answering the question who's hotter - jamesreimer or fraser.
i haven't seen john and will and james in a really long time.
not to mention sad..
i hear jamesreimer likes tall ships.
and he's sick. get well soon jpr.

there's a lot of kids in my house. like two at least. and one was biting my pants. talk about hard on pants. i think it's so funny how ethan asks rachel's advice on everything he does and she always agrees with him. she's like his 'yes man'.
ethan: should i put air in your eyeball?
me: no. probably not.
ethan: okay, i'll put air in your eyeball.
and he had a tire pump.

wow, i should really be ready to go by now. stupid work, taking up my whole life...oh, wait, i never have to work.


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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