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2003-02-20 - 11:18 p.m. So I have a blind date tomorrow night. He is well educated, owns a business, & is a all around good person. From what I have heard. From several people. And he is 23. I am praying this isnt going to end like the last 2 have. Go out-have a nice time-BOOM! No call. Oh sweet Jesus don't let that happen. I bought something to wear. Yeah, like I needed an excuse, but anyway. I am wearing a black peasent thingy-type shirt, black hipster flared pants & some pink strappy sandels w/ sequnied butterflies @ the toe. I be's CUTE! He better fucking like me, that's all I have to say. I am to the point of taking some serious measures. Like....death. I talked to Josh today. What a re-re. We talked about music, of course, & he made fun of my accent, again. He has quite the sexy voice, though. He wants me to go to Florida for the Warped Tour in July, when he will be back in the states. And what did I say????? MOTHER FUCKING YEAH. Miss Warped Tour in Florida w/ Josh? Not happening. I went to mail his letter today. I couldn't mail the package I was going to send b.c. it would take too long to get there, & he is leaving in 7 days for Poland. So I hope that letter gets there in time. He asked me to send him the Home Grown cd. I have to go find it. I don't think it's here, as in this crappy town. So maybe Lafayette or the Internet. I better go to bed. I have been reading The A-Z Encyclopedia Of Serial Killers. And it is great. I know it sounds really awful, but it's really interesting. I'm on B-Bathtubs. Alot of muderers used bathtubs to do thier dirty work, & to do some wicked shit, which I won't go into. Also, go tell Nick yay for landing tht job @ Journey's, so now he can hook his best friend Misty up w/ some new Pumas.
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