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Tater is a poon.
Tuesday, July 22, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 09:18 p.m.
I called him today (this is that guy I was talking about) and he told me that he was busy and that he'd call me back "sometime this weekend". Well... thanks a lot, sweetheart, it's only Tuesday. So as much as I care about him, if he can't find time to speak to me any sooner than this weekend, then maybe he's just not worth it. I don't know. I really do like him a lot. But I just can't be last choice all the time, you know? I have to be somewhere near the top of his priority list. See? Notice that I didn't even say AT the top? I just don't want to be ninety-seventh (or worse). That's not love. That's just wanting someone waiting for you, like a fall-back plan. So if he's serious, then he's not proving it very well. If anyone reads this, please comment on my message board. I'd like feedback.
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Shrine of the Fallen Sparrow
Tuesday, July 22, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 01:11 a.m.
I just made a little web-page to honor the poor sparrow that I hit. Go see it here. There's not much there, but I intend to add pictures and things until it's a worthy memorial. *sniffle* Rest in peace, Chris.
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*cries* I'm a murderer!
Monday, July 21, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 11:45 p.m.
I was driving in my car, minding my own business, and this bird just flew into my windshield! I didn't mean to hurt it! I promise. And what's worse... it was a sparrow! My favorite kind of bird and my current obsession! I blame my sister. She was playing "Mmmbop". The bird wasn't suicidal or anything, it just flew at the car trying to make the insanity stop. I feel bad for it. I wanted to pull over and look for it but I never actually saw it hit the ground so I wouldn't have known where to look, and plus if I saw a body then I'd have to KNOW that it died, whereas now since I didn't see the poor mangled corpse, I can entertain the hope that maybe it was just stunned and it flew away happily. I envision the poor thing in a little bird hospital with its wings in slings and its head all wrapped up... you know, like those people in full-body casts on TV? Except with feathers. Yeah, that's it. I feel so horrible.
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Basically Bored
Monday, July 21, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 02:43 p.m.
I was supposed to be doing something today but it didn't work out... can't talk about it right now, though, but I promise that I'll post about it when it happens. Don't wanna jinx it, you know? Oh well. Anyway, Matt still hasn't called me... I guess there's not much I can do about it so I am going to try not to worry. Oh, and I made a new friend last night! I was browsing through other people's journals and I found hers, so I talked to her for a little while about how cool her journal is and how we are both Gackt fans and also how it sucks that most high schools don't teach any other languages than Spanish and French. But anyway, there's a link to her journal over there (Nataku's Journal). She also made this really neat-o banner with a SPARROW on it to link her page to mine. Wish I was that talented. But anyway... I'm supposed to be going to my grandmother's house now but I am still in my pajamas and I really don't want to go get dressed... jammies are so comfy...
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*sigh*
Sunday, July 20, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 11:42 p.m.
The downfall of girls everywhere will be that guys who aren't worth it will continue to sound charming. Actually, I'm not so sure the guy in question is not worth it, but I'll never find out if he continues to not call me. I'm not going to call him... I mean, last time we went out he kept getting mad at me for calling him too much so I am not going to call until at least Tuesday. That's 5 days between times I've called him. That's not obsessive-sounding, is it? I hope not. I wouldn't worry about it but I really need to know where we stand before I either go off and flirt with people and then have him get mad because he wanted me to wait for him, or else NOT flirt with anyone and be alone for all practical purposes and then find out that he wasn't really serious about the things he said or that even if he was serious he still wants to date as many people as possible. I really don't care too much what the actual boundaries of our relationship are... but I'd kinda like to know them so that I don't make a fool of myself, you know? Either by being too exclusive or not exclusive enough. *sigh* I really do care about him, everyone. I just don't want to get hurt again and he's hurt me before (not physically, of course)... But he says that he's grown up a lot and I believe him. I believe pretty much anything he says. I'm pathetic. I know that. But I can't help it. I can't NOT care about him... I've tried so hard for so long. I just hope that if it turns out that he either wasn't serious about what he said (see below, about after college) or that he's changed his mind, I will eventually find a way to completely get over him. *sigh*
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Evil Mutant Sparrows Bent on Revenge
Sunday, July 20, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 09:20 p.m.
If I had a rock band, that is what I'd name it.
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Message Board! Whoo!
Sunday, July 20, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 05:12 p.m.
I have a little message board thingy so that all of you millions of people (meaning pretty much Ashley and Courtney because I'm sure no one else looks at these things) can comment on my life. Oh well. We'll see how it catches on. And by the way, do you see the new layout and sidebar thingy? Ashley did that for me. *sprinkles Confetti of Happiness* I'm sure she could do all kinds of highly advanced stuff, but all I asked her to do was make me a little linky bar thing. So her great talent has gone to waste. But she is VERY talented, not to mention a cool person. I wish everyone could know her. But then she probably wouldn't like that because everybody would follow her around like a celebrity. But whatever. Also... I think that Garrith is going to find out the address of my journal and read the last one, and he's going to get really pissed at me. I have tried very very hard to care. And I should, because I don't want him mad at me, but you just can't treat people like this, you know? Please comment, someone.
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HTML and Phish Food
Saturday, July 19, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 10:45 p.m.
I hate HTML. And that's all I will say about that. The Phish Food is important because I just ate like an entire pint of it to calm myself down because this guy was supposed to call me tonight but he did not. I know, I know, it's typical guy behavior, but I can't help but feel a little... shall we say... hurt because of it. I also have this problem with my friend Garrith who insists on telling me all about his girlfriend, "Mandy" (not her real name) even though I do not care. At least, I didn't at first, but now I get the feeling that he's just rubbing it in my face and it is therefore beginning to hurt me as well as annoy me. I don't even like this girl, so it's not like he's giving me news of a friend. It's gotten to the point where I don't want to talk to him at all, because all he does the whole time is talk about HER. And I mean, I understand him mentioning her every once in a while. But it's really horrible. I will say something like, "Hey, Garrith, I bought some cool pens today" and he will inevitably come back with "Yeah, Mandy always buys cool pens when she goes to the store". I will say "Hey, Garrith, I talked to (our mutual friend) Ashley today" and he will say "Yeah, Mandy said that she talked to Ashley the other day, too". It sickens me. And I am tired of it... just so incredibly tired of it. It's bad enough that he practically cheated on me with her (long story) and it's also bad enough that she is so much younger than him that all he has to do is LOOK at her wrong and her dad will have him thrown in prison for statuatory rape. Now I have to hear about it all the time. "Yeah, Skari, I'm happy to talk to you, but I have to get off the phone in ten minutes to call Mandy." "You know, Skari, Mandy said to tell you that she said hello and that she wishes you liked her." Oh, and interjecting a bit here, the fact that she's dating Garrith and I am subsequently pissed about it is NOT the main reason that I don't like her. I don't like her because earlier this year she was dating one of my other friends and she got mad at him every time he talked to me, not to mention shot me some really ugly looks, when it was obvious that her boyfriend and I had no romantic feelings for each other. And I mean she was a real witch about it. He actually told me that she once FORBID him to talk to me. So that is the main reason that I do not like her. But now I do not like her because I'm tired of hearing about her. And also I know a few things about her that I am not going to tell Garrith because it would really screw up their relationship and I'm just not that hateful. And also, he views her through such thick rose-colored glasses that he wouldn't believe me anyway, and then where would our friendship be? Probably not much worse than I am feeling about it right now. I will stop ranting now. I am sorry.
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Everyone's level of sanity differs.
Friday, July 18, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 09:51 p.m.
Like that quote? My sister said it. She's a poon most of the time but I love her anyway. *hugs the struggling whimpering form of her sister* She doesn't like it when I act like I actually kinda like her. She usually screams "You're such a poon!" and I am assuming that that means the same as "goober" or "idiot" or something of that nature. Anyway... I just looked at my buddy Courtney's livejournal and it's cool, so I am again feeling like I have an inferior journal. Ashley very nicely offered to do a layout for me but I don't exactly know what I want and so I think I'm just going to play around with stuff for a little while. Assuming I can ever figure out frames. Frames are of the devil. Oh well. I'm just rambling. *sprinkles Confetti of Happiness*
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Wishing that I was cool...
Wednesday, July 16, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 08:52 p.m.
I just got finished looking at my friend Ashley's little pitas journal thingy and I feel so inferior... *whine* I wish I could do cool little frame deals like that. Perhaps I will figure it out eventually. I could, of course, ask her to do it for me but I'd feel better if I did it myself, not to mention that she's way too busy doing all the assorted stuff she does and I would feel really bad if I had to ask her to do it. Not to mention that I will FIGURE IT OUT. Good Lord. I have an above-average IQ... I can put some stupid little framey thingamabobs on my journal. It is not above me. I WILL DO THIS. THIS IS OKAY. *enthusiastic cheer* Whoo. Nope, it won't work. I'm just a loser when it comes to such things. Oh well. Life will go on even if I don't have tabley framey things. Anyways. Life is okay right now... confusing as hell, but okay. I have three guys who confuse me, and it's so like a soap opera that I don't know what to do with it. See, the first guy is my ex, and I still really care about him but he has a girlfriend and doesn't care about me, so I have given up. But it still hurts. The second guy is one of my bestest friends and he has been in love with me for as long as I've known him but I just don't feel that way about him... however, I kinda went somewhere with him one day and like held hands with him and crap and I thought it was understood that nothing would come of it, but I think he thinks I like him now. *sigh* And the third guy is also my ex, and he says he loves me and that he wants to marry me when we get out of college... yadayadayada the whole spill... and I really care about him too but I don't know if he was serious when he said all that. But you can't just ask people things like that, especially when I think he's mad at me right now. Sooo. I have one that I want but can't have, one that I don't want but could have, and one that I want AND could have except I don't know how serious he is. *sigh* Life is so confusing. But I guess that if my worst problem is that, then I'm going to be fine, right? That doesn't make it any less irritating, though.
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Botfly-less Survivor
Sunday, July 13, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 01:57 p.m.
I have returned from Brazil with no botflies! Whoo! I had a great time, though. It was marvelous. Lots of birds... and we did find a bird book! It was 20 years old and out of date, but it helped a lot. Lovely, huh? Let's see... my music right now is "Always" by Saliva... great song. The book I'm reading is "Artemis Fowl: The Eternity Code". It's great. What else to report... Oh, I'm really confused about a certain situation but I can't really report it because too many people who know what's going on can read my page. Just send me good vibes for a while until I figure it out.
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Brazil!
Friday, June 27, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 10:31 p.m.
Writing from Brazil... five minutes left online... can't talk much... I had piranha soup the other night, though, and I thought that was definitely worth putting an entry about. This hotel has an Internet Cafe! Whoo! Makes life better, doesn't it? Well... see you all later!
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Botflies
Monday, June 23, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 05:45 p.m.
I am leaving in the morning, on my way to Brazil for two weeks! Or ten days... Or something like that. I'm not really sure. I'm not in charge of the picky-fied parts of this trip - you know, things like scheduling flights and getting hotel rooms and stuff. I was in charge of finding a bird book for Brazil (Avid birder here!) but there don't seem to be any! So that's just too bad, I guess. I'm just really worried that something awful will happen, like I'll get a botfly. Botflies are these horrible little things that sting you and lay eggs under your skin and then the eggs hatch and little flies burst out from your flesh. It's horrible. I've never gotten one, and I'm not sure if they even live in Brazil, but I know they live in Mexico and I live in constant fear of botflies. Awful, disgusting creatures. Anyway, I'm still angry about being told (however indirectly) who dies in the book and I'm still really depressed about it, but I'm okay now because something really funny/cool happened in the book today. *sigh* I won't tell you what it is because I don't believe in SPOILING SURPRISES for those of you who haven't gotten as far as me. Hmph. Anyway, just in case anyone reads this... I'll be back in two weeks! Or ten days. Or something like that...
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Rage
Sunday, June 22, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 09:28 p.m.
I am so angry right now... I HATE it when people feel like they need to post the ending to a book on their web page or journal or in a review of the book... Innocent netsurfers like myself who DIDN'T WANT TO KNOW WHO DIES AT THE END OF HARRY POTTER 5 until we read it ourselves can't be surprised. I was going through some random journals on this site and this person... I won't tell the name of the person whose journal gave it away... just blatantly posted the name of the character who dies. I am angry. Angrier than I have ever been at someone who I don't technically know. I just have one message for the person whose journal I read: Be glad that I don't know you in person because you would have been b****-slapped the second I pulled up your page.
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Lazarus and Toilet Paper
Sunday, June 22, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 08:52 p.m.
I've been reading Harry Potter 5 all day and now that I've stopped reading, I'm bored. I finished reading Winds of Change by Mercedes Lackey today, and I really like Firesong (one of the characters). He's really cool. I also talked to two of my three best friends about HP and how this book SUCKS. But the highlight of my day was this morning at Children's Church (I'm a teacher's assistant) where I had to be Lazarus and they wrapped me in toilet paper and yelled at me to come forth. It was really kind of fun.
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My very first entry!
Sunday, June 22, 2003
The mutant sparrows chirped at 12:13 a.m.
Let's see... where to begin. I suppose I'll just do what I've seen done on other journal/blog sites. It's what I want to do, anyway. I have a feeling that I'll be ranting a lot. Oh well. You'll get over it. My rant today is about stupid drivers. I am sick of having to wait at a certain intersection while every single car in the city attempts to make a left turn when there are multiple signs that indicate that this is ILLEGAL. Just let me try to turn left there once. A SWAT team would descend upon me, shoot out my tires, and take me to federal prison.
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