[Places where good things happen]
Tuesday, January 30, 2001 - 10:18 p.m.
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OH! I'm a call centre agent. I'm not sure how many more times I can be rejected by elderly people who list every one of their functioning organs, and then list their numerous malfunctioning ones, but I love talking into that fancy shmancy headset. I think this might be unhealthy, but I'm starting to really like my own voice too much.
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[V-day, the one without the blood?]
Sunday, January 28, 2001 - 09:26 p.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
This year, when I make my pink heart-shaped construction papered card box and glue it together with those rubber-nippled syrupy-filled glue containers, I hope that I'm 6 years old again eating marshmallow hearts.
This Year's Valentine's prospect for me is: Cammmeron.
Runner up is: Jesssexa
Honorary mention goes to: Bricky Spartin
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[What's the difference?]
Sunday, January 28, 2001 - 06:46 p.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
By saving the hugs for the special people I'm really hurting myself when I find out that such gestures are common place, and sometimes even meaningless.
Some pocket money is going to add an extra bounce to the weekends, so make some room, for Princess Angie-bobwa! See you soon, and that's a promise.
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[Gone Job Hunting]
Friday, January 26, 2001 - 08:22 a.m.
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***Hello, you have reached AngiePitas.com, please leave your name, phone number and message after the beep. Thank you! BEEP!***
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[My mouth isn’t big enough for this world.]
Tuesday, January 23, 2001 - 08:28 p.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
This Friday, I fear there is a very high possibility that I’ll be out of commission. Recently, I’ve made it a point to regularly visit the dentist and routinely lie about how many times I “floss,” whatever the heck that is.
I hope I won’t miss out on the Rapid Fire Theatre’s, (Improvisation Theatre) member meeting. Donating a whole dollar I managed to become a voice in their little society. Actually the significance of that didn’t sink in until they told me about the pizza at the meetings. Mmm, pizza.
Final Exam, final exam, final exam, and then local anesthetic for me. This week is not my power week. Do you think I’ve learned a little compassion for people who miss out on fun events? No. Angie, you wimp! I need a hug.
Sounds like a Winner
Single Asian Female seeking hugger.
Petite, dark hair & eyes, frisky, nubile/ fertile/ mobile/ eligibile/stabile
Enjoys breeding ornamental gold fish, only.
Seeking financially secure confident and sincere man. 18-65, for friendship and maybe more.
contact box #: 89623
courtesy of badley & angiePitas
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[goodnight]
Sunday, January 21, 2001 - 10:38 p.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
"Take heart." That was one of the most encouraging emails I recieved today, thanks Jeff
There are a lot of people who helped me appreciate today. Thanks. |
[Chewing an apple on an answering machine comes highly recommended]
Sunday, January 21, 2001 - 05:38 p.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
I can't wait for someone to hire me. Apparently, they'd be stupid not to. 7 out 7 companies are stupid.
No bites on the job front yet, and here I am already envisioning what I should get, and not to mention, the surprised faces when I actually pay people their money back. |
[Liquid Dreams]
Friday, January 19, 2001 - 09:31 a.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
breach of trust
i never really said it over the phone, apologize that is. If anything I sounded stupid, and stupidE. That' right with an "E" olde schoole style.
If you'll believe me, dear sweet Dominatrix Super Model, I am sorry for my wagging tongue. Never again. |
[My first job application]
Thursday, January 18, 2001 - 07:11 p.m.
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Wow, you get to follow me through "my first" everything, well, almost. You missed out on my first kiss and my first boyfriend. That's a one month story and I've got a cover letter to write, so I'll just skip the ever so intricate workings of a first relationship and jump to the shallow bits. What my girlfriends thought of him:
They all found him pleasant enough until some passage of time revealed a truly monstrous and "totally undateable" guy. "Oops, sorry we didn't mean to say that to your face." (We'll just let you know that we disapprove "secretly" from now on, this conversation never happened...) If we didn't decide to stop dating eachother, I would have been trained to. In my best interests of course.
Oh yes, another "important" detail: At the time we were respectively known as Angie and Gary. Not "angie 'n' gary" or any cute hybrid of our names.
First Kiss?
It would only make sense that my first kiss was from my first boyfriend right? Well, little did he know I was one hell of an experienced smoocher before he even knew me. I'm lying. I'm lying through my thrice kissed lips. Ok, I'm lying again. I just wanted to say thrice. I was pretty much a girl with the case of Kissing like Dead Fish Anxiety, that's pretty sad without me mentioning the whole Vacuum technique. Tsk, very bad form Angie.
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Along with applying for my first job. Today was a good day to start something new. "Chives and Onion" cream cheese new to be exact. Cream cheese and bagels for breakfast is luxurious. Is it just me, or have I totally missed out on the bagel craze? I suppose it's thong panty liners now? |
[It lights a fire under my butt]
Wednesday, January 17, 2001 - 05:23 p.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
My teacher vs. My professor. I'll feel so "sophistiMCated" when I am able to address my mentors as Professor. I'm the last of my friends to go to university. You might call it being a bit late since I had planned on attending the UofA for 2000. Anyway, it's not that I had just noticed that my friends are uber-smart or that they're grrrrrreat! It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable when the inevitable question about school comes up during social gatherings that involve adults. Every one of my friends has been in university for an entire year now, so I missed out on the "let's talk about my 1st year at university" boat when it comes to conversations. There's just something very similar to the sensation of kicking my own butt with cleated and steel-toed shoes everytime someone feels the need to discuss my schooling. (Especially if it's after a detailed description of another person's university aspirations.)
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[.../angie/monkeyhead/]
Tuesday, January 16, 2001 - 09:19 p.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
Recent happenings? Lots of aimless conversation ended up in me agreeing to move in with my boyfriend of now, and a boyfriend of then. Reactions? Well, I'm actually excited about the change in scenery, and I can't wait to um, well wait for the bathroom...
If I were to write my situation down as a hypothetical scenario what would the Angie of Old have said? Really though, I'm just worried that I'll give in to my misgivings: have an affair with both males; go bankrupt; end up with genital warts and on top of it all move in with my boyfriend and ex-boyfriend. Wait, I am doing that. (tsk, the latter!) So, why is it that I still think this is a good idea?? Stay tuned for the next episode. |
[sexy semicolons]
Monday, January 15, 2001 - 09:55 p.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
With his blonde hair and blue eyes he continued to convince Jess and I of his intelligence with a long winded speech that went something like this:
"Yeah, so stupify means stupid. Stupid-fy get it?" He was extremely persuasive; the boy was persuasive all the way down to his greasy-stained track pants.
Remember John? No? Yesssss
It's 2 days later when you realize that you are dating someone embarrassing. Two days ago your friends had respect in your opinion. Perhaps two days ago, if you had said, "NO!" you wouldn't be riding a 40km/h scooter/moped? on a 60km/h road. Geez, I really should have been more selective when it came to persons I'd be swapping saliva with.
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[Mmmm, 4 minutes...]
Monday, January 15, 2001 - 09:54 a.m.
If you or I had a million dollars to buy stuff for me |
I play this little bargaining game with my alarm clock. No matter how much sleep I've had the other night an extra 5 minutes at the start of every weekday is an extra 5 minutes dammit!
Water and natural gas added up to a very nice evening for Jess (my bestfriend) and I. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to state the obvious; I realize that those water and natural gas are the perfect ingredients for any pleasure seeking persons. Asian Grill was fun Jess, still hungry?
This is not a veiled insult to anyone who might be feeling like a "dickhead," but yesterday happened to be our one year anniversary! Besides feeling a little like nothing happened, I'm still glad there was a one year anniversary.
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