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[18 Oct 2005|12:25am] |
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Random Brutal Sex Dreamer (RBSDf)
Fiery. Hungry. Blatant. Sexual. Christ. You are Half-Cocked.
There's a lot of wild lust inside you, banging around, that much is obvious. There's also a lot of untamed emotion. When either escapes, look out. One minute you're completely together, the next you're a howling gale of hormones and opinions.
Outside relationships, your intense, mercurial personality makes you a charmer. You can be fiercely devoted, and it's likely that many of your friends will be friends-for-life. Of course, your enemies are likewise certain and zealous, especially your exes and their therapists.
Your exact opposite:
The Maid of Honor
Deliberate Gentle Love Master
| You will find the right person. In the short term, she's someone virile who won't sweat your imperfections. In the long term, she will be someone mature and caring who will grow to love them.
ALWAYS AVOID: The Sonnet
CONSIDER: The Playstation, The Nymph |
Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating.
My profile name: MsMissi |
Thanks Claire. Now I feel like a crazy-person.
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| I'm writting in here! |
[11 Aug 2005|08:42am] |
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Marc Broussard - The Beauty of Who You Are |
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Tomorrow is my birthday!
...I need to buy a bag for Jyl's ugly-ass hat.
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| Joyous |
[23 Jul 2005|03:59pm] |
What I need is a good defense,
Cus I'm feelin' like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed to the one I've sinned against,
Becuase he's all I ever knew of love
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| That's odd. |
[21 Jul 2005|08:42am] |
You are dreamy, peaceful, and young at heart.
Optimistic and caring, you tend to see the best in people.
You tend to be always smiling - and making others smile.
You are shy and intelligent... and a very hard worker.
You're also funny, but many people don't see your funny side.
Your subtle dry humor leaves your close friends in stitches. |
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| Frickin' bored. |
[21 Jul 2005|05:08am] |
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QUEEN! |
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"Frickin'" is a good word.
So is... oh, what was it?
I can't remember. Every time I hear it (It's in one of the songs I listen to.), I'm like, "That's a good word." but I can't for the life of me figure out what it was.
...That was the most pointless opening ever.
I want to listen to Queen.
Yaaaay!
God, Queen frickin' rocks.
So I work with Heather again. I'm excited.
I frickin' love Heather.
Frickin-Frickity-Frick.
I need to call Chad.
-Missi
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| That was weird. |
[01 Jul 2005|03:32pm] |
It posted an entry in my old LJ. That's kind of creepy.
But you guys didn't miss much.
I just said I feel like poo, miss Jyl, and am okay with the boy. That's it.
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| Fuck this. |
[19 Jun 2005|08:24pm] |
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Gavin DeGraw - (Nice to Meet You) Anyway |
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Gah. I was so pissed off, just GOING into work today. I met Dad right before I went out to the floor so I could give him his father's day stuff, and the boy called me like, 4 times while I was talking to him. Dad was laughing at me cus once I saw it was him, I just flipped it shut.
So, I was just at work. Just trying to fucking do my job. They'd just gotten done telling me I was going to be hostess at 8, and I throughly HATE hosting, so I wasn't exactly thrilled anyway.
So, sure enough, I was wiping down a table, and *there he was*. The last person on the planet I wanted to see today.
He'd come up with a solution to the vacation situation, or what he believes is a solution. I was like, "Look, I don't even know if I'm going to get Tuesday off. I'll let you know."
He says the three of us should go together.
We've been fighting for like, 4 fucking days, and then I'd be in another state with him AND HIS DAD for however long. He just knows I would never fight with him infront of his Dad. Whatever.
So, I had INTENDED to just come in and get through the day, at least knowing that's 8 hours I wouldn't have to deal with this crap.
I ended up crying in the back as soon as he left and my managers happened to be walking by, and told me to go upstairs and compose myself, and I ended up just crying on the floor for like a half an hour.
I came back down and tried to stop crying so I could do my job, but it wasn't really working. I told the customers it was allergies.
They saw me again and took me in the office to 'talk'. I told them that I was sorry I was freaking out but I kind of had a rough couple of days fighting with my boyfriend, and then when he showed up I kind of lost it, and they were like, "He's HERE?! Did you call security? Should I?" I told them he'd already left, and they asked if I thought he was coming back, and I said I didn't know, because I wouldn't think so, but I didn't think he'd show up in the first playing knowing I was mad at him. I figured he'd give me some space.
So, they asked me if I wanted to go home, and I knew they were super-short-staffed, so I said I'd stay if they couldn't find someone else. They found someone else, and now I'm sitting at home, still trying not to cry.
The god damn end.
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| I fucking HATE fighting. |
[19 Jun 2005|07:58am] |
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Gavin DeGraw - (Nice to Meet You) Anyway |
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Hate it.
And that's all I've fucking done lately.
God, I thought I was going to DIE. But I got over it. Then sure enough, it picked up right where it was left off.
And again today.
Long story short, the boy invited me to California (He told me it would be because we're having trouble putting a vacation together, but it turns out it was a reinactment), because he had Tuesday/Wednesday off and only like, 3 hours on Monday and was gonna call in, and I had Monday/Wednesday, and asked me to find someone to take my Tuesday. That way, it would all be peachy-keen. (And by the way, this is no longer the short version.)
Sooo... I spend all day weaseling my way into Tuesday off, and end up getting chewed out by my boss for it (Because apperntly, it isn't done the same way Bass and Mervyn's did it, and I didn't know), just to come home and find out he had asked his Dad before he asked me, and he said no, but then he changed his mind, and now they're going.
But, as if that isn't enough, it's ALL MY FAULT. I got a text message asking why I always have to make things difficult, and how he couldn't believe we were fighting again.
I was genuinely pissed off. More than I have been in a long time.
Poor Justin. I called him crying and he'd had a really shitty day too and was lookin' to blow off some steam, so we went to the gym.
I ran for AN HOUR. I mean, I didn't even think about it. I just DID IT. I was so mad. I did manage to burn like 480 calaries and run I think like, 4 and a half miles or something.
And I feel mildly calmer.
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| I heart the phrase 'fucktarded'. |
[15 Jun 2005|12:28pm] |
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Gavin DeGraw, bitches! |
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It makes me happy.
But it probably shouldn't.
I've been hanging out with the guys from work alot. It's kind of wierd. But in a good way.
We did manage to have the suckiest game of cranium in the world. We were talking at work one day, and someone mentioned cranium, and I was like, "Yay! I've got that!" so we planned a day to play it. There were like, 5 people, then like, 50. It was soooooo sucky. But Claire came over and at least made it fun for me! (And also Zack and Justin, but for a completely different reason. ^^)
I heart Claire.
I'm off Saturday guys, if you wanna do something.
Oh shit! I forgot to call Katie on Tuesday. I guess since I didn't wake up until like, 5PM, I'm not really surprised. I didn't even get HOME until like 6. I had fun at Denny's though. I really don't know what it is about Denny's that makes me feel like I need to stay for at least two hours, but sure enough, Zack, Justin and myself were at Denny's from 2:30AM until like, ... 5:30. It was good; we ended up trying to launch toothpicks into the ceiling with straws. As you can imagine, I wasn't very good at it. Justin did manage to get one, though, whore. Our waitress couldn't get any either though. (We were the only table in the place so she kind of hung out.)
I miss *the ladies* though. I'm still mad you guys had a boardgame night without me. Whores. Everyone I hang out with now is MALE. I need femininity. (And I mean more than ZACK'S. Hehe.) We should fix this.
-Missi
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| I just need to say... |
[12 Jun 2005|03:35am] |
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GDG |
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I heart Gavin DeGraw!
That's it.
-Missi
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| Lately. |
[05 Jun 2005|05:16am] |
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Jekyll and Hyde |
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I've been hanging out with people from work. It's kind of wierd, I'm not used to liking the people I work with enough to see them OUTSIDE of work. But it's good.
There was a thing at Brandon's on Monday. It would have been more fun if I really knew everyone, but I guess I'm getting there.
Then I went out with the boy and met Justin and some of his friends to the cue club. That was fun. ^^ Go pool. Even though I'm bad at it. But just as bad as everyone else. Hehe.
-Missi
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| Whooooo....etc. |
[05 Jun 2005|02:43am] |
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Hummin' Dangerous Game |
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Today was good. I'm proud of myself. I managed to have an anniversary. I got the boy the Avenue Q CD and Karaoke CD (I know, I'm not smart.), a poker set and a poster with those penguins from Madagascar on it. He was happy. ^^ He got me two shirts (One says, "BUY THIS GIRL A DRINK!" and the other says, "I've Graduated... Can I go back to bed now?"), and the usual flowers/chocolate. I giggled like a little girl all day. Hehe.
Even though I managed to spill ranch all over myself. Hehe!
-Missi
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| Preparing. |
[01 Jun 2005|04:11am] |
So much to do.
So little time.
Except that I just figured I had enough. But then I didn't.
But it'll work.
And it'll suck so... *SO* much.
And then more than that.
I'm more scared than I've ever been about anything in the world.
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| Whoo-t-a-ha. |
[29 May 2005|06:18am] |
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The boy breathin' |
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I don't know what that means.
Let's see. What's new?
Not much. I talked to Adrienne for my ENTIRE lunch the other day. That was fun. People looked at me like I was insane and quickly moved away.
Oh, the really cute barback quit. And I'm mad. But he was in today with his daughter, who is quite possibly the cutest little girl in the western hemisphere. At least that age, anywhoos.
Tips are my friend.
I'M GREEN.
Annnnd.... I don't know. I just had a good day. And by good, I mean good.
I'm going to a barbeque on Monday. With Brandon. And it's wierd. But I'm excited.
The boy is picking at his toes right next to me. Ewww. But it's okay. I'll deal. Hehe.
He was really cute in his shirt yesterday. I was like, "Awwww...!" (Complete with stupid girl-y smile.)
Okay, that's enough random-ness for today.
-Missi
P.S. WE'RE GOING TO MAROON 5/GAVIN DEGRAW! AhHhhHHhHHhhHh!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
I'm much more excited than I should be. Besides, Chaddy and The Boy get to meet Katie.
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| I'm a tard. |
[27 May 2005|12:54am] |
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Kelly Clarkson |
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Just in general. I almost fell/killed myself like 4 times today, one of which resulted me sitting in the security office filling out paperwork for like, 20 minutes. I wanged myself in the head and they called me el diablo. I see how it is. You'd think I'd be in a bad mood. Oh well. ^^
-Missi
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| Bleh. |
[26 May 2005|03:29am] |
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Nothing. |
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Just bleh. The boy and I had a fight the other day. It was the worst fight we've ever had, by far. And by that I mean he actully yelled at me. Which is odd. But it was good, because everything was cool after that.
And then tonight. Bleh. All over the place. It's just stupid, it really is.
I can see his side and my side, but I really just don't think it's a fair argument. Bleh.
-Missi
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| Yay! |
[24 May 2005|05:57pm] |
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Miss Kelly Clarkson! |
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Chaddy, Zack and I are goin' to Maroon 5! AhhHhHHH! I thought they were sold out but apprently they have some nosebleeds left. Dad called me and left an amazingly long, monotone message about how he found tickets and wanted to see if I was 'still interested'. Hehe.
YAY! I get to see Maroon 5 AND Gavin DeGraw!
I'm bringing my licence plate and makin' 'em sign it. I'll find a way! I mean, a licence plate with your song on it is a certain level of crazy I'm sure they don't see very often and would be glad to in the hopes that I don't STALK THEM or something.
-Missi
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