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new journal.   
09:09pm 01/11/2004
  This journal name is really lame and way too mall goth.
And I'm not seriously going to spend fifteen dollars on changing it.

So everyone go to www.livejournal.com/users/lipstick_frenzy if you want to keep reading about my glamorous and exciting life.		  
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bitch please   
03:19am 01/11/2004
 
mood: indifferent
music: def jam noises
The pictures from the show turned out...insanely shitty. And the people printed them out all crazy.

I'm getting a cold. At least I think it's a cold. It may be the flu, but I certainly hope not.

I have to work on some shit for Savage-Cabbage. I feel really motivated at the moment, and I'm going to milk that as much as possible. It seems that everytime I sit down to work, I have the HARDEST time coming up with something that sounds decent.

We bought Def Jam: Fight for NY tonight and my guy is 290 pounds with a 'fro and a doo rag and named Carly.

Here is a fun fact all can enjoy:
"In fact, the first censorship battles were fought back during the Civil War, when wives and girlfriends were sending raunchy Daguerrotypes (presursor to the photograph: all those pictures of Lincoln and other Civil War era photos are actually Daguerrotypes) to their husbands and lovers in battle."
For some reason I want to see that shit so badly.		  
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mike ness 24/7.   
04:19am 29/10/2004
 
mood: giggly
music: case closed
The Social Distortion show tonight was delightful. Chris was swooning over Matt Freeman. I can't really blame him. Matt Freeman is the shit. Nick and I were up in the balcony. This drunk guy kept making us move so he could buy more beer. I hope he enjoyed getting drunk off overpriced shit. Cool people get drunk in the parking lot before the show. Or maybe that's just me since I'm 19. I took notes so I could write an article for savage cabbage, but I ended up just making humorous observations such as, "There's this one guy who's sooo drunk and almost sitting on my lap. He totally doesn't know I'm writing about him." But who knows, with my prowess I could possibly put that into the article. I probably will.

Megatron6204: how was matt freeman?
reign empathy: he was good
Megatron6204: did he get to rock out?
reign empathy: it wasn't like normal matt freeman bass lines
Megatron6204: i didn't think so
reign empathy: but they were better than normal social d basslines
Megatron6204: but he wasn't allowed to take the light away from mike ness
Megatron6204: not if everyone's gonna pay $30 to see social nesstortion

Megatron6204: have you ever been to their website?
reign empathy: no
reign empathy: i probably should have since i just photographed their show
Megatron6204: the first thing you WILL see on the site is a huge picture of mike ness

reign empathy: social d's site isn't loading
Megatron6204: no?
reign empathy: mike ness's ego must have exceeded the bandwidth for the month
Megatron6204: yeah. if it ever loads up, read the "band" history, including such tidbits as mike ness moving into an apartment, mike ness going to jail, mike ness going to rehab, mike ness stabbing a wall with a knife, and mike ness fighting a bouncer
Megatron6204: mike ness
Megatron6204: pff		  
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Chris' Birthday.   
09:07pm 26/10/2004
  Well today is Chris' birthday and I'm trying to do something creative and fun. I don't want to elaborate until everything is finished and I present it to him, in case he reads this before I am ready.

In other news, I'm trying to write an article for savage cabbage on a very risque topic. This is going to be for when we switch it over from music to general interest. BIG PLANS, GUYS! Anyway, like I said it's on a fairly risque topic, and all I can seem to find is something along the lines of, "Hey guys! Jack off here!" So that sucks. What the fuck. How predictible. I demand legit and interesting things dealing with sex.		  
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our house.   
10:12pm 25/10/2004
 
mood: sleepy
music: fresh prince


So this is where we live.
I don't know what else to say about it.		  
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WHY!?   
04:27am 25/10/2004
 
mood: cranky
music: Chris snoring
I am having the hardest time falling asleep ever.
I slept for a few hours earlier, from like 12-something a.m. to 2:00 a.m. Now I am paying for it. Plus Chris is snoring. Plus I am having a weird panicky moment. Or rather several moments. Way too many moments than I desire to experience.

So here is a fairly mindless update to pass the time.
Last night Mindy spent the night. We didn't go to bed until something like 7:30 in the morning. And we didn't sleep ALLLL day which is why I slept for a little bit earlier. Which I am regretting so bad. We were taking Mindy to her dorm, and me and Chris and Kevin and Mindy walked around Ann Arbor for a bit, eating at Jimmy John's or something like that, and not doing a whole awful lot because it was Sunday evening. Though Ann Arbor was bumping for a Sunday evening. I don't know what Sunday's are like in Ann Arbor, i'm not out there as much as I might like to be.

I demand the ability to lay down and sleep when I want to.		  
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also...   
11:35pm 23/10/2004
 
mood: loving kitties
music: lagwagon--dancing the collapse
I want one of these:
  
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angry face kitties ATTACK.   
11:25pm 23/10/2004
 
mood: good
music: total chaos--running with the youth
So Dayna and I went to the pet store today, and we're walking down the aisle that has not so cuddly things like tarantulas and millipedes and scorpions and hermit crabs. AND THERE'S A CAT IN THE HERMIT CRAB TANK. LAYING THERE. SLEEPING. IN THE HERMIT CRAB TANK. Dayna was like, "What the fuck is that?" And I was like, "Dude, that's so not cool." Then we realized there was a note on the tank that said, "We realize there's a cat in the hermit crab tank. He just likes hanging out in there sometimes."
I can't imagine all the comments from perplexed patrons they might have received.		  
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the internet.   
03:51pm 22/10/2004
 
mood: artistic
The guy came out today and hooked up the internet and cable so now work on savage cabbage may commence.		  
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contact with the outside world!   
07:37pm 17/10/2004
 
mood: loved
We still don't have the internet. I'm at my mom's house doing laundry since our dryer is broken as fuck.

We have cell phones now. Call us for a good time.

Me=734-377-5819
Chris=734-377-4079


I worked for my sister the other day for the first time. Basically I clean houses for people that are too old to clean their own place, or people who are fairly well off and want to feel impressive and important by having someone else do their housework, or people who are just too fucking lazy to get off their ass and do it themselves. But it actually doesn't suck, I generally don't have to deal with people, and I get paid fairly well, all under the table.

I actually think I already wrote about this but I don't care. Hear it again!		  
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updating from chris' parent's house.   
08:52pm 10/10/2004
 
mood: cold
We've pretty much taken all our crap from the house in Westland and put it in the new house. Now we just have tons and tons of shit to unpack.

Our queen size bed didn't fit down the stairs so Dayna gave us a double bed that was going to go in the guest room. It's smaller but 15 million times more comfortable so I am pleased.

We're hopefully getting phones on Tuesday so people will be able to get ahold of us until we get the internet.

I don't know what else to say. These are probably super boring posts.

We have weirdo neighbors who watch us through their windows, making it fairly obvious. I was outside this morning fairly scantily clad making Bruce go to the bathroom. I have to go out with him every time because we don't have a gate yet. THE NEIGHBORS ARE SO WEIRD AND ONE OF THE KIDS THREW SOMETHING AT DAYNA. But they have cute dogs.		  
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important update.   
09:56pm 08/10/2004
 
mood: anxious
music: sean na na--unicorns
Ok in a little bit we're going to pack up the computer to move it tomorrow. I don't know exactly when we're going to be getting the internet in the new house but it should be fairly soon so I can tend to my second source of income. Yay making money and paying no taxes out of it.

I love just about everyone that's reading this. I will hopefully update soon with the torrid details of my interesting and amazing life.		  
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good tidings.   
01:26pm 08/10/2004
 
mood: thankful
Working on my car today. I'm working on my car today because i'm that sweet.
Packing shit up today.
MOVING OUT TOMORROW.		  
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everyone clap!   
08:52pm 06/10/2004
 
mood: giggly
Today I found out that we got the house!
Today I also found out that I'm getting a job with my sister, getting paid under the table, making 12 bucks an hour five days a week. I'll be cleaning people's houses. When no one is home. It's going to be sweet. I think cleaning can be fun as long as I get to listen to music or something while I do it. I can go to work hungover if I want.

I'm glad because I don't have to deal with assholes, can look however I want, and I will be able to make enough money for rent and other necessities, PLUS I have the money I'm making from my online store. Fuck yes.

I get to move out! Fuck you naysayers! I will walk around naked all the time except when I'm around James! And we won't have any cats except Ollie so James can piss in someone else's litter box for a change!

We will also probably be having a Halloween party.		  
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sex with chris, drugs, and rock and roll.   
07:04am 06/10/2004
 
mood: why am i awake?
Chris has been writing a little about our moving out plans, but if you do not read his journal, let me explain.

We are hopefully moving out in a matter of weeks to this house in Redford with Dayna and James. Our lives will consist of, besides the normalcy of day to day life: parties, fun, mario party, puppies, and that's about it.
If we get the house we want, we're basically going to divide the house into two apartments, which it is equipped to handle. There's a separate entrance to our 'apartment' so that means if anyone wants to come over in the middle of the night for no good reason, and James and Dayna are sleeping, no one gets disturbed. Unless you're a loud asshole. Then Dayna might kick your ass, in which case I could only sit back and laugh.
I am soooo excited. We've bought a bunch of shit over time, already have a bunch of shit, and have been given a bunch of shit.

Oh yeah, and I am bringing an extra mattress so if anyone wants to come over and get wasted and pass out on our guest mattress, I would not begrudge you that opportunity.		  
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the big list of shit that pisses me off.   
03:01am 30/09/2004
 
mood: creative
music: nofx-linoleum
I hate:
-Fat girls that say no one likes them because they're fat when really they just have a shitty personality and dress like they're 278,362 years old.
-WOMEN who are like, "Man, feminism is sooo stupid! Who needs it?" Fuck yeah, I SO hear that! Who needs options in life other than cooking and cleaning? And I don't need a career since I'll just get married and then pregnant in about a year or two anyway.
-Bad self esteem days.
-Annoying commercials.
-Ghosts.
-When a show you really really like is on TV, but it's the exact same episode you just saw the other day.
-Red meat.
-Men that talk shit about guys that wear makeup or girl's pants or whatever when really they're just jealous that those other guys are getting all the chicks.
-Old people that are say, "Don't get tattoos! When you're old they'll look like shit just like mine!" because they don't seem to realize that you're supposed to get that shit touched up every once and a while.
-People with annoying faces.
-Teachers I had in high school who told me my aspirations in life weren't "respectable". Also, teachers with giant posters in their classrooms filled with yuppie propaganda.
-My guidance counselor in high school who FORCED me into taking a women's studies class which made it impossible for me to take the art class I really REALLY wanted. Then I told him, "That's preaching to the choir...make some macho jock kid take the class instead!" and he STILL made me take the class!!!!!!
-The 350 pound smelly kid in my women's studies class who said he hated Anna Nicole Smith because she got fat.
-That Kyle kid in my high school Sociology class who made fun of Dan for wearing nail polish when really he was probably just jealous.
-People who tell me drugs are stupid and bad and 'gay' while smoking a cigarette.
-People that download porn all the time but then tell me I'd be a 'whore' if I applied to be a stripper.
-People who like Anti-Flag and talk about 'bitches' and 'fags' within mere seconds of quoting Anti-Flag lyrics.
-Bad hair.
-Eminem.

I'm so done.

P.S. I know there's some fairly heavy shit in there and a lot of stupid funny shit in there, but I gurantee it all pisses me off the same.		  
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angst!   
12:43am 29/09/2004
 
mood: pissed off
I am completely devastated.
I commanded the computer to format the c and d drives but instead it formatted the c and E drives, so all our shit is fucking gone!
Bruce's baby pictures!
The ONLY picture I had of Greta as a kitten.
Cute pictures of Gusto.
Nude photos of Chris that were hot and irreplaceable.
ALL of my art. NOW I HAVE NOTHING FOR MY PORTFOLIO.
ALL of Chris' art.
Naked artistic photos of James. I will NOT be able to convince him to get naked in the snow for me ever again.
Works in progress for Savage Cabbage.
Indiana Beach pictures.
Our thousands of MP3s.
So many memories fucking GONE.

I honestly despise this computer and it's disability to ever do what I want it to do.		  
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totally cool religious musings by carly.   
10:00pm 27/09/2004
 
mood: contemplative
Besides the one I believe in, Ganesha is my favorite god. He's cuter than Jesus. I know that sounds sacreligious as fuck, but it's probably a good idea not to think Jesus is cute to begin with.

If I didn't believe in some weird version of the Christian god, I'd so be Hindu.

Ganesha rules!

  
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an update no one cares about.   
08:29pm 25/09/2004
 
mood: ready for decadence
music: common rider-deep spring
I fixed my hair, as evident by my new super cool lj icon! Also showcased is more of a jawline. Those stupid jowl exercises work! Until now only two people know that I was doing jowl exercises. God am I lame.

I am about to go do weird things with Richie and Dan and Charlie.

Pictures may follow if my camera decides to work.		  
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everything about tonight that made me mad.   
01:52am 24/09/2004
 
mood: cranky
music: the lawrence arms-the hero appears
Tonight is so frustrating.
The digital camera has decided to completely not work, even if it's plugged into the charger. Making it impossible for me to take pictures of things i'm trying to sell.

I was trying to dye my hair red. Literally red. But it turned out absolutely shitty. I was using dye that my mom gave me, so it's a fairly not good brand. It looks like absolute shit. I look like one of those kids that has absolutely no idea how to do a proper dye job. It's ridiculous. No photographic evidence will exist if I have anything to do with it. I think tomorrow I'm just going to dye it black and then get some bleach and do something fairly un-boring.

reign empathy: dude i just masturbated while watching the home preview channel
Mindus of Moo: was it good?
reign empathy: i saw this one tudor in southfield..man that bitch was fine.

Also, it's my duty to wake Chris up for work this week, since I have completely fucked sleeping habits. It makes me feel like a mom getting up my kid for school. He's so difficult! I even pack his lunches! Aaah!		  
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