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Sunday, January 9th, 2005
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"Um...you have some yark on your face...right above your lip, over a little...up, up."
"Hey...what is this yark doing in my jalisco hoy book?" (Minutes later) "Hey matt, what were you guys doing with jalisco?"
"I've got yark in my nose"
"Goddamn, who left yark in the vagina juice"
"what's all this yark about me needing surrogate mothers? I already have a mom"
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Wednesday, January 5th, 2005
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For the first time ever I like snow...and that is a good thing because we have a lot of it in Chicago.
there have been 3 assaults on women walking alone (2 were on Sheffield a street that I use to get to my apartment) and 2 attacks on women on the el train. lately when I walk home i just walk around in circles trying to be extra aware of my surroundings, i am not sure what i would do if someone was following me though... my safety new years resolution was to not go home alone if i have been drinking. the implications of this resolution puts a lot of pressure on an intoxicated version of myself.
un/fortunately i can't afford alcohol at the bars right now and i have to sneak in vodka in juice bottles, you know rocket girl style.
i went to a concert last night that was hilarious and kinda fun. i was the only person that came to see the band that didn't really already know the kids (i had just met them on news years). ironically the second band that played was some kids that i almost moved in with which was a little weird, but they were better than the first band.
this kid that played in the first band (wearing one line drawing and death cab for cutie gear) after he saw the second band play (in which a kid was wearing a ramones t-shirt) said, (totally seriously) "on the next tour i think i am only going to wear punk rock t-shirts, like the clash and operation ivy....yea"
well i guess that's all i have now, i was going to erase my livejournal but it is entertaining and anthony likes to use the name to look at other people's journals. maybe next year.
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Saturday, January 1st, 2005
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i just looked back through the archives of this journal and found not one happy new years eve post. How sad. Well I can change that...
I was supposed to be in Chicago for new years so originally i had mixed feelings about staying in the ville for NYE, after I pouted a little while at j-hawk's party I allowed myself to have a lot of fun. And it was a good party.
There is a girl who has a little crush on me and kept trying to kiss me all night which was kinda funny. When I scrunched my face up to allow her to kiss me she said, "I want you to be happy about it." I had to explain several times that I like dudes but we are still going to be friends.
Also at the party there was this crazy kid that is touring in Chicago next week, he was pretty funny and he is really happy that I am alive (?).
Well after that not too many writable things happened, I came home and fixed a steak that was amazing.
there are a lot of good things that are going to happen in this new year, i can't think of any right now but I will tell you about it later.
- mimi
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Tuesday, September 28th, 2004
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well tonight is my last night in the campus-owned apartments I have for a month called home. Tomorrow I will be fully moved in to a nice, bigger apartment in Wrigleyville/Lakeview East. I am excited, but I need to get everything together for my room. It really sucks moving at this point in the year because I want to focus my attention on other things such as school work and the trip to South Dakota. I am coming home in two weekends for fall break which should be cool. I honestly forget how to update this journal. I had once done this with much ease in my highschool years but I guess I have grown old and stupid. I wish something really cool would happen in chicago, like the cubs win the world series or something. Are they even going to get the wild card?
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Tuesday, August 31st, 2004
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september 17th
when sparks fly ---->kinda poppy, from dayton
pocket bomb ----dancy maybe?
ten to midnight ----rock and roll
the kodiaks ----really good band (seriously)
nowledge related injury ----newer band with a ep release
inso-maniacs ----first show!!!
friday sept. 17th
cresent hill bapist church
6pm 5 dollars
go to it !
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Monday, August 23rd, 2004
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i'll say it honestly, although i think many disagree strongly:
I didn't like gardenstate very much. It was cheesy and we've seen that ending way too many times. It had a lot of real cool images that I liked though. I feel like the director had all these cool images in his head (i.e. the shirt that matched the wall or the kids holding hands crossing the street) and then he tried to make a movie where he could fit them all in. They were all good images but they didnt add to the meaning of the movie as a whole. Whoever the girl was reminded me a whole bunch of Clementine from Eternal Sunshine which kinda sucked because I always felt that Clementine was somewhat unique, kind of annoying and crazy, but she was still cool and likeable. whatever, the humor was good.
***i just wrote the gayest post on earth***
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Friday, August 20th, 2004
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i don't even know how to write journal entries anymore...
well this summer I worked at Camp Pennyroyal in Utica Kentucky, I learned a lot and had a lot of fun. I wish I could be a year-round camp person. enough said.
that was probably the coolest thing about my summer. kinda.
this year I will go back to a really silly school in Chicago. I need to change my major, swim in the lake before it gets too cold, and get a job.
i also need to go to london this winter, hopefully with the help of my friends and family this need will be fulfilled.
congratulations to the 2004 olympic ultimate champions. you rule.
sorry about the literary aftermath of anthony's enormously gigantic ego. (look below) i dont really like him very much, i date him out of pity.
mimi
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Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
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yea.... my boyfreind anthony pretty awsome, in a matter of fact, he rocks pretty hard. he has lots of fun with me and we go tons places and do alot things together which are fun. he really likes to dance alot which he is also pretty good at. he misses a tooth which i find funny but cool at the same time. he likes to play some sports mainly which are fribee now but he use to love to play football with other freinds which he thought was realley fun and crazy cause he use to get real hurt sometimes. he really likes music and he plays it too pretty good. he records abunch and that is what he would like to do most of the time. now he hangs out with people who are mostly younger than him but it is cool because those kids are really fun to do things with. well im done . coool :D
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Thursday, April 1st, 2004
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ps. the "second annual" is rapidly approaching, i expect a decent turn out full of good looking people wearing the latest fashions.
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only eight days of school left..haha suckers
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Thursday, March 25th, 2004
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"You must always be intoxicated. It is the key to all: the one question. In order not to feel the horrible burden of Time breaking your back and bending you toward the earth, you must become drunk, without truce. But on what? On wine, poetry, or virtue, as you wish. But you must become drunk."
-Baudelaire
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Friday, February 27th, 2004
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i was at my phone-a-thon job earlier today when i set the record for longest phone conversation to happen at work. i called this guy named Juan Hernandez, and he immediately started talking about how he got kicked out of Cuba by Fidel Castrol. He proceeded to talk about how someoen sent the KKK from indiana to U of K to kill all the muslums and talked about a whole bunch of other crazy shit. at about 22 minutes into teh conversation he said: "They killed more people on september 11th than they did at pearl harbor, i love you!" then he hung up. I think he got the best of me.
-ben
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Monday, February 23rd, 2004
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i have this new job on campus. I call alumni and ask them to donate shit. While i feel like a huge tool at work, it is an easy job and i dont have to work on the weekends (who can fuck with that??) Anyways, i was calling people for money yesterday and i called four dead people, one of which had been dead for five years. I felt like the damn angel of death. Whats more, another four were hospitalized, one of which just got diagnosed with advanced lou gerig's disease. dead people dont give money. neither do sick ones.
i have also been thinking about doing a mohawk again. if anyonw is in favor, leave a comment, and have a good day.
-ben
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turning 21 is real cool, and a good excuse to turn gay
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Monday, February 9th, 2004
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chicago is the bloodiest city in america - we decided we are just testing our odds
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Friday, January 30th, 2004
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to anyone who reads this journal and may or may not be interested in a trip to summersville lake west viriginia that was originally planned to be on july 4th, we have decided that that weekend may be too crowded, so we have looked into the option of going on another weekend. This new plan would have us leaving on the morning of friday august the 6th and returning sometime later, probably around the 12th or something. if you have any authority to state you opinion one way or another regarding this trip (you were planning on attending) i invite you to do so.
thanks in advance and we apologize for the schedule change.
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Monday, January 26th, 2004
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things that I dont really like right now:
clothes that don't fit
windows that won't stay closed
soar throats
some homework
walking to work
money
phone calls
homework that i dont feel like doing
letters that i don't feel like writing
giving up/winning
lost roomates (my always seems to go home and disapear)
messy rooms
losing shit
RA's who bust up decent fun
RA's in general
winter chicago
things that I want right now:
my mommy and daddy
little baby
my cousins
to hang out with gilmore
to see my roomate
to be unsick
to sleep in comfort
the cubs season back
summer
to go back to the chinese new year parade
for michelle to live across the street
to sleep on the floor
to walk into bloomingdales and buy that dress
to erase some time
and then add some more
things that I can't live without:
KELLEY
longjohns
sauconys
my roomate
my mom and dad
chicago
history class
anthony baby
the kids i work with
meeting new people
going on "dates"
dressing up
growing down
model airplanes (that i pretend to make)
the adventures of pete and pete
a side dish: on thursday night kelley convinced me and amanda to let her pour water on herself and for us to tape it. (the only reason she really wanted to do this was because at first i said absolutely not because i didnt want water all over my room, even though she claims it is a hilarious idea) So anyways we went through with it and i did an intro for her and we played really loud techno music. but kelley wasn't satisfied, no not yet. She insisted on pouring another huge cup of water on her. so after she got water and i did another intro we hear a knock on the door. It was the RA, who then walked into our room with Amanda with a video camera and kelley laying on the floor completely drenched in water.
"Are you filming a movie"
"Yes," someone said quickly.
"Well, I don't wanna be in it," said the RA.
(No shit jerk we don't want you in it either)
"You all need to keep it down," he said as we sat their half stupid, half bursting with laughter.
"Right," someone said.
So we did the movie again and kelley poured water all over herself, and thought it was hilarious as Amanda taped her and I worked on my speech.
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Sunday, January 18th, 2004
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yo yo it is i. how are you mimi? im just chillin. i tried to change your default picture but mine was too big or something. you need to teach me how to put pictures on this journal so that i can fuck with my new camera. my girlfriend puked everywhere after my roomate spilled bong water on her. so last night was ril tight.
~ben
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Friday, January 16th, 2004
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i wish i could remember this the way i said it in my head, i am sure it sounded a lot better
i went to a concert with kelley tonight, drank a little bit and then went to see some band that i didnt like very much called the jazz mandolin project. it sounded a whole lot like elevator music that really just got on my nerves. and everyone there was dressed like little hippie wannabe's and dancing real silly. i couldn't help but wonder if they danced like that in the elevator when they heard that music. as i walked to the bathroom to go take a nap i could almost hear all of their brain's frying inside their head. i slept in the bathroom a bit, my scarf went into the toilet and then i was awoken by the cleaning lady so i went back to the concert and they were still playing that fucking horrible music that sounded like all the other songs before it.
i want to shake these people, the ones that were dancing like bafoons with their brains frying inside their head and shake them and tell them how important it was to hold on to their fucking brains. because there is so many ways to sell your brain out on shit like that, shit in general. you can sell you brain out to drugs, to medical school, law school, sometimes you can just sell it out for fucking money. And that's sad because its all you really fucking have.
In this struggle of trying to figure out who to be in this whole life game, I thought of something. I think at times we try to be 1 dimensional, although we are not, there are many different aspects of us and many different ways we can show it. It's cheesy to live a life completely conforming to something, and just as cheesy to live a life completey nonconforming to something.
and at the same time i try and tell too many people how i want lives to be lived.
and i should just assume that given each individual circumstance, it would be best to assume that everyone is living their life the way they want to, because why would they do so otherwise. and in that case there is no place for me to pass judgement.
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