the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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10:31 p.m. + 2006-08-21 = does anyone know the name of the icelandic band that covers Outkast's "Hey Ya" acoustically?
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an impromptu date.
a free ticket to a screening of icelandic music videos and shortfilms as part of the Sound Unseen festival going down in the minneap this week.
one pint each. me: bell's oberon; he: black [i think here it was called] "velvet" [black&tan-esque]. i gladly paid.
a slightly awkward goodbye since i felt compelled to snog as my reason chanted "first date no-no, first date no-no..." in my head.
so there was not a snog to be had.
...i don't date [much]. to be frank, i'm somewhat completely in the dark as to how courtship works.
and i only bring this up cos i would like to date this one.
AND! i've plenty else to do instead of internet-stalking and neurotically pondering why he has yet to approve my myspacester request.
PEOPLE! I'M TELLIN' YOU... i've been crawling out of my reclusive skin nearly every night this week. [my week (Thur-Wed), not yours (Sun-Sat).]
[[this past week [your week, not mine] has actually been a shining moment in the mattson&minneapolis civil-domestic union-partnership.]]
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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[[erstwhile]] ***** [[forthwith]]
