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the only thing I'll ever ask of you, you've got to promise not to stop when I say when
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[04.12.09 : 09:37pm] |
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I don't think I'll ever ride a bike again. I think I'm going to get an SUV and drive it to Tim Hortons down the road every day for a peach juice since I don't drink coffee.
I'm going to England soon to find my love and keep him. He's coming home with me and we'll stay in my bed for a week. The forecast for the future is crystal clear.
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[03.16.09 : 12:45am] |
I'm sinking like a stone in the sea.
I'm burning like a bridge for your body.
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[03.04.09 : 10:58pm] |
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merrily, merrily, merrily merrily, life is but a dream.
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[01.19.09 : 07:52pm] |
Why does life stay drama-free for months and even almost two years, and then all of a sudden in the matter of a week it's the most confusing crazy thing ever? When did I become a bad person again? I am going to suck it up and get what I want and most especially somehow buy this watch because it will make me feel 100% better to own something so beautiful.
Despite the drama though, I'm actually quite happy, it's just strange how it comes out of nowhere. I just don't have any morals anymore (again). I need to write one of my funny updates to even it out, but for now I'm just going to listen to Lucy on repeat and stare at my new love (aka the watch). We've had a long-distance relationship for a couple months now.
I'm going to Tulsa in May to stalk Hanson again. California was the best time of my life. I bought a nice new jacket. Things are fine. It's a beautiful night.
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[01.02.09 : 09:48pm] |
if not you, then who?
if not now, then when?
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[10.16.08 : 11:46pm] |
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Even though my daily inner dialogue contains a lot of
"I need to just walk out"
"why am I not leaving this place NOW"
"3 more hours feels like a whole lifetime"
ETC ETC, I have been so happy. So happy lately. I mean, my job, I HATE IT every hour, but I love it, I don't want a change, I tell everyone I'm done, but I don't want a change. Give me a break. I spend 8 hours a day dancing to fucking Miley Cyrus, Girlicious, Rihanna, I program sale prices, order mass quantities of popular titles, single quantities of titles I (bold, italic, underline) know will sell, I know all my customers, my staff, I would have SLEEPOVERS with my staff even though I hate sleepovers, I don't like new friends, they are all new friends, I laugh and joke, I have been sick two weeks but I don't care, I say I hate my job but I love it. If I didn't, pay would matter, and it doesn't,--
Yesterday I was off and sat in the sun waiting for mail. Passport? Fan club T-shirts? New books? Concert tickets? New cell phone? I crossed the passport off my list and just stared at it for like half an hour! That's a long time to stare at something! In a month I'll be in San Diego. In 10 months I'll be in England or Ireland. In 24 hours I'll probably be right here, thinking about how happy I am and no matter how much I want a change, I am exactly where I want to be.
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[09.29.08 : 02:00am] |
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I'm going to California from November 14th-17th. 3 days, 3 shows, ~$1200... someone pinch me, or slap me! I'm not sure which. VISA will probably hug me. Hanson will probably be creeped out. I'm just HAPPY.
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[09.15.08 : 12:22am] |
I'm going to Winnipeg for a week tomorrow, but at least it's for conference. Blahhh
It couldn't come at a worse time, since me and some of the other meet and greet girls decided tonight that we're going to California (probably just Anaheim and San Diego, not LA) for the end of the Hanson tour. We're trying to plan it this week but since I'll be away, they'll have to do it without me.
I haven't been to California in EIGHT YEARS... which is a lot since we used to go every year, not to mention I used to live in LA. How fun!
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[09.10.08 : 12:14am] |
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The night before any big trip/event I always end up getting drunk out of nerves or last-night fervor. IE whenever I'd travel for work, it would happen, and I'd travel hung over, same with the day before I leave on vacation. It always makes me doubt my packing job, for example the time I had to stay in a hotel room with 2 other managers and not only forgot my pajama pants, but any pants at ALL... so I had to wear the skirt I was wearing to bed, and every day for 3 days. Also, the skirt was very short.
Tomorrow I am seeing/meeting Hanson and sure enough, same thing... I should be in bed because I work early, but I'm like "MEH I'M GOING TO A CONCERT TOMORROW SO I'M GOING TO GET DRUNK TO CALM DOWN A BIT AND CELEBRATE."
I always seem to forget that I don't get 'sick' hangovers... I feel fine. But my hangovers consist of getting easily confused and being unable to maintain any sort of normal conversation. I'm always a couple beats behind, and kind of have trouble thinking of what to say to people.
This is particularly unfortunate considering I will be going backstage with 9 other people, meeting Hanson with 4 or 5 of them, and will be expected to contribute to the conversation. Not to mention, every night for the past week I've had nightmares about forgetting my tickets and meet and greet confirmation. I should go pack now while I have the frame of mind to update noting these facts, but instead I think I will be sitting online until 3am writing in various places-----
EEEEEEEEEEEE I AM MEETING HANSON TOMORROW!!!!!!!!
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[08.17.08 : 08:21pm] |
I got a meet and greet for the Hanson concert in Vancouver.
I'm SO excited and nervous!
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[08.05.08 : 10:15pm] |
Whenever one of my friends moves away, I'm the first to start saying "OH WHATEVER, they'll be back, Chilliwack is awesome. Why would you want to move? Vancouver sucks. Chilliwack is great. I'll never leave." etc etc.
But it took me 4 years to think of this place as home, I actually remember the time and place I realized it was and that I was listening to Vaseline (She Don't Use Jelly?) by the Flaming Lips. I always thought of Toronto as my first home though and now I'd give anything to move back, it's like I came to the realization all my friends did, but like 6 years late.
Oh well, one day.
At least my shitty job isn't tying me down!
That being said, 1 month and 5 days till Hanson, 1 month and 10 until conference when I get lots of free junk, and then maybe I will finally put in my notice.
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[07.09.08 : 07:32pm] |
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I'm going to Toronto tomorrow. Yay!
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[11.27.07 : 10:51pm] |
Zac Hanson and his wife are with child.
WTF AT LIFE
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[09.13.07 : 02:44am] |
if there's anything I hate almost as much as novelty hats, it's ironic mustaches.
don't even try to win me over with your ironic mustache, because i hate you.
go put on a dr seuss hat and jump off a fucking cliff.
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[09.06.07 : 02:23am] |
JESUS CHRIST, PAVAROTTI IS DEAD.
I AM IN TOO MUCH SHOCK TO POST A FUNNY PICTURE.
THIS IS THE SADDEST DAY IN YEARS
here is my favorite youtube video of all time which I have probably watched three hundred times and now he is dead and I am crying, but thank you Daniel for letting me know
(honestly Placido Domingo is the hottest old guy ever, but Pavarotti has a much better voice)
I only mention this because my favorite youtube video is the Three Tenors and not solely Pavarotti, but I can't lie
THIS IS BAD NEWS
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[08.16.07 : 10:44pm] |
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Today I get to spend more than one night in the same hotel and I feel like I'm home!
You know your job is crazy when three nights in the same hotel room feels like a luxury. I spent an hour "moving in". I feel like a rockstar, but way less cool and rich.
Two days in, Manitoba is fine. Tonight after work we drove 2 hours back to the city to go to Folklorama, which is basically "a pavilion for every cool country" featuring food, dance and drink. Unfortunately I feel weird getting the drink on in front of my boss and her boyfriend (my old warehouse manager guy), but they're super fun, and it was nice to have something to do other than sit at the hotel.
But I still had chicken roti (Tamil pavilion) and 3 mojitos (Cuban pavilion), and tomorrow is Spain, Portugal and Tamil again. Desta and Jeremy are big fans of Tamil.
My schedule is packed and I just got a huge promotion. Goodbye, managing Chilliwack store! But I'll still be working out of the back room, so I won't be moving to Brampton any time soon.
It's cold here, and they keep the hotel room at FREEZING.
It's nice that everything is paid for.
Anyways, Happy 30th death anniversary, Elvis.
Happy 10th anniversary of the first time you saw Hanson, Michele.
Happy 1st show, the Barones,
Happy 20 years and 1 day since you got murdered and I saw you, Uncle Sean,
and HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY AND ONE DAY, cousin Lee!
(I'm rounding down to the 16th... it may be after midnight, but I haven't slept, so fuck you!)
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I'm going to Winnipeg tomorrow. For almost two weeks. Sad and Lonely!
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[07.01.07 : 02:18am] |
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A mosquito just bit me on my NECK. I feel unreasonably angry. I feel like someone just called me some horrible name. For the sake of humanity, I would gladly shave ten years off my life to get rid of those fucking mosquitos forever.
So far I'm not doing well, i'm still 23 and just got another bite on my hand. Right on my pre-existing scar hand. God doesn't even care that I'm baptised Catholic. THIS IS FOR YOU, GOD (I am middle fingering.) I hate itching and being paranoid.
I would pay one thousand dollars to not have to go to Fort St John this weekend.
I would also pay one thousand dollars to always be happy with everything, but I assume that's a sacrifice that ~*~GOD~*~ intended me to make. right now, I just want a fucking baked potato.
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