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| Friday, August 29th, 2003 | | 12:27 am |
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| Thursday, August 28th, 2003 | | 9:16 pm |
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| Wednesday, August 20th, 2003 | | 8:42 pm |
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| 1:40 am |
In the throw of things.
Dancing to the Modern Lovers and Exploding Hearts. Getting out of the house for the WHOLE day! Making 60 bucks in one hour. Thai food, and The Shanghi. VooDoo doughnuts. A good deed for a good deed. Score score. Numbed senses. Today was an o.k. day. Current Mood:  tired |
| Tuesday, August 19th, 2003 | | 2:16 am |
Some(most) of them are lj users.
I have to go buy 9 stamps tomorrow. Are you one of the lucky 9 that are getting letters from me??? OMG. maybe! Current Mood:  excited |
| Monday, August 18th, 2003 | | 11:56 pm |
I will exclude some things.
In the beginning the was ineloquence, then I made or_eloquence, for my not so poetic life, and I just made a new journal. Originally I made this journal for complaining, but since avid readers have failed to mingrate I have no promblem doing my complaining here. Of course, if you would still like to mingrate at this point, be my guest, I will certainly add you (most of those entries are friends only) and you will have the inside scoop to Elysa's private life(also known as gogohitlerswife). So now, here are the things that bother me today, in no particular order (I can put them in order if you will find it more entertaining): -I am my dad's new live in maid. All I have done since I have moved back with him is cook and cleane and take care of him. And at this rate I will never make it until November. Could L.A. be earlier?! It's a high probability. -I have nothing sweet to eat, and I have a craving for a cookie or chocolate or doughnuts like no other right now. Someone bring me sweets? -None of my 'friends' ever comment or talk to me on-line. I mean these are the people I have met, or hang out with in real life or have hung out with. These are the people I thought would be most concerned with whats going on in my life, or the people that would want to ask me how my day was going ect. ect and these are the people that don't. -I have been eating too much, time for a lovely diet! -My dog just got put to sleep. I have had my dog since I was 3 years old. It was my best friend, in grade school and jr. high I didn't have friends I had my dog. Shit, I am having a breakdown. -I need a sponsor, for real! I need someone to help my drinking plumit, becuase right now it's high rising. I even got myself into a fight with a male the other night becuase I had drank way too much. It isn't healthy and I know, but I can't stop, or I don't want to ?? -I have way too much to do tomorrow. -I haven't gotten a letter, or phone call, or e-mail in sooo long. Fucking piss on all those people I go out of my way to write or e-mail or whatever I do to make their day a little cheery. -My sewing machin is broke. -I have not wrote anything worth reading/writing in the past month. It's all been crap, and it's filled with meaning I just don't think anyone knows what it means, or even cares. -My right eye has been bothering me all day, it feels like there is something stuck on it, but nothing is. -I wish I could hate him with all my heart, hell I am at the point I wish I could hate him witht he tiniest bit of my heart, but I can't. -Argh, and then there is this theory on love that Henry once spoke of that makes so much sense, and maybe it needs an entry of it's own (if anyone wants it vote here) but it makes all humans look like stupid fucks. And it is so true, and we are all idiots, creating our own misery. Must be why we love company. Current Mood: over the top. |
| 2:02 pm |
Here goes the party points.
I always play around with internerd quizes, I never post them though, except this one just has to be posted. |
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| Sunday, August 17th, 2003 | | 9:43 pm |
It's the artist in me.
I have spent the whole day writing letters to anyone and everyone I cant hink of. I even wrote letters to friends I have not seen or talked to in years and years. So whats your address and I'll send you a lovely little letter too!!!!! Current Mood: creative |
| 4:37 am |
Sour cream on my fingy tips
What am I doing up at 4:40 in the morning... Eating the best burrito I can make while this intoxicated, and hoping to catch the tale end of your windstorm. Writing you lovely lovely letters and telling my shadow I lalalalove it like I love you. I didn't think I was going to get out of the house tonight but trembling blue stars made me do it. Club 21 the castle, with Galean. And now I want to crawl into your bed and kiss you. I dance on Tuesday, come rescue me. |
| Saturday, August 16th, 2003 | | 6:18 pm |
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| 1:47 pm |
Hi my name is Taylor.
Oh god, last night was nuts. The Stunning Stormy and I headed out to the Shanghi. Where cowboy was bartending and makes me stiff well drinks, two for the price of one, so stiff we found it hard to swallow. Henry(the ex from hell) and Trans Am Jesse showed up, talking some mess about being drunk and Henry had to open his big fat mouth saying "I have a date", well la-te-da. I oughta punch him in his big fat mouth. I saw the girl, I finally met the miss Melody I had been hearing so much about, and I'll tell you...She is such a waste of condoms. After the Shanghi (2 drinks down) we went over to a little place called the magic gardens, and watched some of my hott little co-workers strut their stuff, and since I work their Patty made my drinks stiff. What does a girl have to do to get a normal drink in this town??? After the gardens (1 drink down)we walked up the road to a little place I like to call Hung Far Low, Known for the stiffest!!!! drinks in town. At this point I had to sip some down and ask them to add more soda to my drink becuase it was just way too much. (1 drink down) From Hung Far Low, we walk to Lola's room, and on the walk their we run into Cassie's dad, OMG, he was all extra skinny and wierddddddddd. Anyways, we make it up to Lola's only to find out that my dear dear Stormy's i.d. is expired, blah blah blah. So instead of dancing we drift on down the road to the Cellar bar, and finally a girl gets a plaine old Vodka and tonic, not vodka, not vodka with a splash of lime, NO- just vodka and tonic. (1 drink down). We decide we want coffee, at least I do, coffee with a shot of blueberry, so we walk around the corner to the gay cafe heaven. And Stormy and I being the vixens we are, get to come behind the counter and dance a little dance and play on the computer and we show off to the cute little high school gay boy. We get some calls to meet back down at the Shanghi, so off we start walking, when some guy and girl call Stormy cute cute cute, so we grab a ride to the Shanghi and as we are on the corner getting ready to walk through the alley to the Shanghi, low and behold it's last summer all over again for moi. Oh me oh my, it's skinhead city, and another ex and the boy I was totally in love with and and and....ah. I am going crazy at this point. We go to Berbatis instead, to listen to some Oi band do cover songs of white light white heat and other songs in that genre. I mignled and meshed around with all my old stomping buddies. And then there was Dusty, Blaire's crazy manic ex boyfirend, who tried to spit on me and Stormy, and then wanted to cry to us by the end of the night. So at the end of this I walk outside to call Doug about the party on 5th and Flanders, that was where Stormy and I were supposed to be going as soon as leaving the Cellar bar, but Doug was at home getting high without me, and the party was over. So we re-route to Tic Toc's party, and now it really is last summer. Bon fire a la skinheads, greaaaaaat. Even greater, because by the end of the night I walk by and they are chanting "mod mod here's a mod, mod mod here's a mod", only... that really is all last summer. I miss my hair I miss my miss mod stature. argh. Way too drunk and way to tired and I crash at Jeremy's house. Got sick this morning. I am never drinking that much again. And I know I had 60 bucks before I went out, and now I have a whole 10 bucks kids. Somebody please save me from being a drunk. Current Mood:  crappy |
| Friday, August 15th, 2003 | | 3:18 am |
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| Thursday, August 14th, 2003 | | 3:41 pm |
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| 2:56 pm |
Blueberry milkshakes and pinapple soda.
I had a terrible time sleeping last night, trying not to sleep on my arm. But, that arm happens to be the arm I tend to sleep on anyways, so it was a big mess. And I woke up and washed my tattoo and I hate it most when there are spaces that didn't get filled, just a few itty bitty corner ones, but it drives the perfectionist right out of me. And today sucks becuase I can't go anywhere or do anything becuase I have no tampons. This is where I need a nice boyfriend, the kind willing to go out and get me some. Dammit. Current Mood:  annoyed |
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| Wednesday, August 13th, 2003 | | 12:20 am |
Tonight while all alone...
Tonight I treated myself to 4 new albums, -Blondie's greatest hits -Wilco, Yankee Hotel Foxtrot -The Exploding Hearts (cause I never got a chance to buy one before) -Blonde Redhead, the one where the guy screams alot too. I was going to get The Fall and Modest Mouse, and The Magenetic Fields, but they didn't have the albums I wanted in stock and I didn't even look for The Fall album. I also got myself, a brand new tattoo, a Hot pink and Bright yellow striped heart, in memory of The Exploding Hearts, and the fun times I had with them. I'll take pictures of it soon, I am pretty pleased with it. I also got myself 2 drinks and a voodoo orange tang doughnut and a Undon noodle bowl. It was a good night. |
| Tuesday, August 12th, 2003 | | 3:30 pm |
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| Monday, August 11th, 2003 | | 5:54 pm |
What a day.
You got tossed because... A- I have never met you in real life, B- You never comment on my journal entries, or C- You just flat out aren't the farthest thing from a gas I have ever seen or read in my life. If you feel you have reached this point by mistake please, let me know and I will consider fixing it for whatever excuse you conjour up. Sorry. I just spent the day getting my pictures developed and moving out, back into my parents house. I have moved from Cassies house to the house on 30th and from the house on 30th to the Morrison house and from that house back home and I am moving to L.A. in another two months, count it right that is 5 times in one year, wowzers, I feel like an army brat or something. The pictures are great although a whole role got over exposed because I didn't know how to rewind it so no pics of Dynomo and all the pics of Henry got distroyed, which was kind of upsetting. And I don't know why I don't have the pictures of everyone from club82 dancing with thier shirts off, somehow it dissapeared. I also found roles of film in my room from years ago that I got developed, they were pretty funny to look at, and pretty weird, I am never saving film for a long time ever again, it's just too much of a "blast from the past" creepy. Tomorrow I have to take back Bryan's Joy Division c.d., pick up a book I forgot and three tape decks I forgot and my skinny red belt. Then I am set to jet... Jut to warn all of you, for the next two or so months my journal is going to be more boring than expected from darling miss Elysa, but deal with it. But now is your chance to recieve mail and mix tapes and clothing from me cause I will be working on that through all of this to keep myself busy. So leave your addy somewhere and I'll send something fun for you. Chow chow. |
| 12:54 pm |
It's like crossing a desert/
I am so hungry. But NOOOOO, I don't live across from cute little cafes anymore. I am going to starve to death out here. |
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