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[21 Oct 2004|08:52pm] |
This shit is fuckin' weak, so I have a new Live Journal now, because I can do that.
sprocket_revolt is the journal, so add me, you 'tards.
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[13 Oct 2004|08:06am] |
I'm gonna hike the Appalachian Trail. With Priscilla.
I'm looking forward to today, I think some fresh air in the mountains could do me some good. I've been feeling crazy lately. It's probably the change of seasons, it does this to me a lot.
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[06 Oct 2004|08:12am] |
Yesterday was "Romance Day". Romance Day consisted of Priscilla and I going hiking up at High Point State Park, driving around in the mountains, talking about stuff, then going home, where I cooked us a nice big meal (chicken, fried green tomatoes, and Inca Red Quinoa with potatoes), and we had a candle-lit dinner. Then we made some coffee, and sat on the couch watching "The Stuff". That movie rules. We hung up some stuff in my bedroom, too.
Romance Day was a big hit.
Today is "Get Plants from Priscilla's Mom Day", and we're gonna go and get some plants from Priscilla's mom's garden so we can keep them in my room.
I think I want to try to get these shoes in the next few days...

I figure they'll be a good shoe for the winter, because as it's getting colder, I'm realizing my Dekline's are kinda sorta hella thin.
Time to start class I guess.
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[04 Oct 2004|03:31pm] |
Dear Art Institute of New York City,
Thank you SO much for adding an extra day to my schedule, seriously. I'm so glad you guys decided to give me an extra class on Fridays now, and I get to rush home and run to work and let my manager know I can no longer work on Fridays. No, really, thanks a lot. I'm not being facetious at all, I swear.
Sincerely, Charlie Shelton.
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[04 Oct 2004|01:23am] |
God I feel like crap right now for some reason, what the hell?
I hope Priscilla will want to go hiking on Tuesday and Friday of this week, because I really want to go to a few places I haven't been since I was younger.
I go back to school tomorrow. I'm getting so close to finally graduating, I hope I don't fuck up anything. I don't plan on fucking anything up, I've got too many good plans for once I get out of that damned school.
Priscilla and I are gonna be going up to Ithaca over my winter break to check some stuff out and the what not. I'm excited.
My room's a mess, and I'm having trouble thinking straight, but hey, I did all the damned dishes, and cleaned out the fridge and cabinet.
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