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[May. 4th, 2009|05:22 am] |
I'm hurting because he's hurting.
It's really that simple. |
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[Apr. 11th, 2009|01:00 pm] |
Dear Paul Rudd,
Are peg legs sexy?
Love,
Jessica |
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[Feb. 3rd, 2009|04:29 am] |
Dear Paul Rudd,
I just wanted to let you know that I've attended ever class this week, and volunteered for an extra shift at work. I spent hundreds of dollars at the hobby store trying to find, well, a hobby, to keep my wringing hands at ease. Paul Rudd, why are things so hard?
Love,
Jessica |
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[Jan. 30th, 2009|01:17 pm] |
I'd really rather it not be my birthday, anymore.
Can I just take an Ambien and wake up tomorrow? |
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[Jan. 28th, 2009|10:40 am] |
I NEED MORE ANTIDEPRESSANTS! STAT!
...but seriously. |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2009|08:06 pm] |
The therapist says:
The people who mind don't matter,
and the people who matter don't mind.
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[Jan. 21st, 2009|06:06 pm] |
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I had the worst headache in the world today so they gave me some Vicodin. La la la. |
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[Jan. 20th, 2009|05:59 pm] |
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I'm just going to listen to my music in a really loud sort of way so I don't have to think about what could be causing this awful, awful mood I'm in. |
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[Jan. 14th, 2009|05:07 pm] |
Erich Richter wears green shoes. Not partially green or accented with green. Mr. Richter's shoes are entirely green. It's curious as to how this came to be. Perhaps it's that green is his favorite color, so he chose the shoes from racks of many to flaunt his colored passion. Perhaps green is an icon for him, of money, or summers, or the green jello that's always served at buffets. Or perhaps the reason is more complex.
Read also: camouflage. The green of his shoes blends with the green of the grass, and suddenly, Erich Richter becomes a man without feet. Seemingly hovering above the ground, body severed at the ankles, he glides from place to place, stopping only to tie the laces of grass.
Then again, perhaps his shoes are just green, because, well, they'd like to be. |
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[Jan. 13th, 2009|11:41 am] |
Dear Joseph Enterprises Inc.,
Please remedy the situation.
Best,
Jessica Manuszak |
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[Jan. 13th, 2009|08:33 am] |
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Post script: I just Google Image searched turtle Chia pets to bask in the humor of said brillow 'fro. Apparently the grass grows on their shell, and not on their wee turtle heads. Needless to say, I will be sending the package back promptly at its arrival. |
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[Jan. 13th, 2009|08:27 am] |
In an Ambien-induced fog, post dragging-myself-out-of-bed-at-3:45am-to-work-a-fucking-night-shift, I ordered a Chia pet. Okay, a few Chia pets. And by few I mean four. All of the Scooby Doo variety, mind you. (I mean, what's Scooby without his Shaggy counterpart?)
There may also be a turtle one. But really, I plead innocent. The idea of a turtle with a brillow-like shrub 'fro is too much hilariousness for my mind to comprehend.
So fuck you, window gardens of the world; I got me some grasslands. |
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[Jan. 11th, 2009|06:50 pm] |
BOULDER IS FULL OF ROBOTS!
RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! |
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[Jan. 10th, 2009|02:26 am] |
Dear Paul Rudd,
Why is it that girls with names that end in "i" tend to be stupid sluts?
All my love,
Jessica
P.S. Read also: Mandi, Sunni, Candi |
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[Dec. 26th, 2008|09:20 pm] |
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So my family went out of town and I'm staying in the house all aloney on my owney. I'm pretty sure ghosts are going to eat me in my sleep. I said good day, sir. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2008|04:04 am] |
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FUCK THIS APATHY. I'M BETTER THAN THIS. |
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[Dec. 10th, 2008|09:19 am] |
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I'm so lucky that the boy I love is also my best friend, and that he loves me back. Sometimes that love fills me up and I feel like I'm going to explode. It's been three years, and things only get better and better. I'm sorry this sounds so lame. But I'm full inside. |
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[Dec. 4th, 2008|07:41 pm] |
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Sometimes I just fucking hate fucking everything. Good then. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2008|08:56 pm] |
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Crack my clavicle. We'll split the difference. |
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