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Saturday, December 25, 2004

Sat, 25 Dec 2004 16:13:41 GMT

merry xmas fuckers : )

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Friday, December 24, 2004

Fri, 24 Dec 2004 18:50:46 GMT

its xmas eve.

Friday, December 24, 2004

Fri, 24 Dec 2004 04:22:04 GMT

well, it started out a GREAT night. i went to the movies, and a whole bunch of cool ass people were there. i had a greeatt time. then the movie ended, and we all decided to go to stephanies house, so i called my mom and shit and she said yes, but shes calling back in an hour or so, so i was happy. we didnt end up leaving the theater till about nine fourty five though, because we couldnt find rides for a few people, so i thought it was no big deal. then as were driving to stephanies house, my mom calls and she wants to know where we are, i told her driving to stephanies, big fucking mistake. i should have lied and said we were already there. fuuckk. so she gets mad and then gets directions to stephanies house so she can come pick me up. when she gets there, i open the door for her, and then turn around to go hug everyone byee. the fucking first thing out of her mouth when i close the door behind us and were walking to the van is, "logan what are you on." i cant fucking believe that she thought i was drunk or something. she seriously trusts me. she didnt believe me at all that i wasnt on anything. shiittt that pisses me off. now shes crying in her room. she really really needs to get xmas over and go back to biloxi so we can stop fighting and shit. </3

Thursday, December 23, 2004

Thu, 23 Dec 2004 23:18:01 GMT

i went present snooping

&& i got my digital camera!!

yay.

Thursday, December 23, 2004

Thu, 23 Dec 2004 08:14:07 GMT

kinda got a new layout. maybe now i wont feel sick every time i come here.

i love connor oberst.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Tue, 21 Dec 2004 18:37:46 GMT

guaged my ears again today. bled like a fucking mother. six guage. you can see straight through. yay

Monday, December 20, 2004

Mon, 20 Dec 2004 17:20:01 GMT

wow. just got back from a little outing with me madre. went to lowes to get some paint hah. then went to subway. where, while standing in the line getting my veggie delite sub, got tugged on by some lady behind me.

lady, "HEY!!!"
me, "hi."
lady, "OMG I LOOOOVVEEEE YOUR OUTFIT!!!"
me, "heh, thanks."

SO FASHIONXCORE BITCHES!!

then, we went to the movies. saw a series of unfortunate events, which kicked MAJOR arse. so i guess i had a neat night.

its fucking cold.

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Saturday, December 18, 2004

Sat, 18 Dec 2004 23:04:54 GMT

cntd from last entry.

so the whole 307902402-58904 hour ride from the middle of alabama to the bottom of fucking mississippi was a battle. we fought the whole trip. i threw a kit kat bar at the windshield and it made her almost crash the car. heh. then she wouldnt stop yelling at me so i rolled down the window to drown her out. haha. it worked. for a little bit. and then we fought more when we got home. and more today. and more a few minutes ago. yay for fighting. *sarcasm like whoa* and now like all of my moms family is sitting in our house. yelling. and fighting. and screaming. and jumping around. and cooking, which, btw smells pretty good. djaklfjdalkjfldak; damn the holidays can suck <333

Saturday, December 18, 2004

Sat, 18 Dec 2004 23:04:26 GMT

friday i didnt wake up till like noon. i was supposed to wake up at nine to get ready for the trip to my mums. we got on the road late. w/e. it was a boring trip. oh well. at least it wasnt fighting and shit. unlike when we met my mom half way, and i get out of the car to hug her, and she totally blocks my fucking hug and says "WHAT THE HELL LOGAN?? YOU SAID YOU WOULD CUT YOUR DAMN HAIR LAST TIME I SAW YOU!" thanks mom. so she kept reaching over to my face when i wasnt looking and trying to move my hair, telling me i had such beautiful eyes. then she threatened to take me to go get it cut. i would die. i really would. then the conversation came to christmas. she asked what i wanted. i said, "i need to take you or dad to the mall to point out some band shirts i want from hot topic. and any jeans from like aeropostale or american eagle." she says, "oh that sounds cool." then i made the mistake of telling her what size pants i wore. me, "i wear like a size 2 most of the time." *silence* mom, "what the hell logan. GIRLS JEANS?! YOU SWORE TO ME THAT YOU WOULD STOP TRYING TO BUCK EVERY SYSTEM!!! YOU GET IN TROUBLE EVERY DAY AT SCHOOL AND NOW YOU ARE BUCKING THE FASHION RULES!!!!"

to be continued.

my mom is yelling at me to get off.

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Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Wed, 15 Dec 2004 21:49:00 GMT

i have a headache. its not going to get better either. the little bitches that run my fucking house are coming over tonight. again. damnit bob and your daughters...

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