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meh [Aug. 5th, 2007|10:09 pm]
[Feeling | aggravated]

I went to philly yesterday, further persuading myself to go to school there. Even though the Art Institute seemed to be a pretty cool place, it was shady concerning costs of schooling/supplies/housing, ect. I want to start school with a pletehra of different mediums and styles to work with, whereas with AI, you begin with a catagory of art with you have to know %100 that that is what you want to do with your life. Nonetheless, Philly is inspiring and I absoloutely adore it --- from its gargoyled chapels to its spanging bums. I plan on visiting UArts with my uncle in the next week or so. We tried to get in without a tourguide yesterday, but he forgot his Alumni card jawn and we were refused entry. Oh well. I'm excited to go back anyway. I'm also applying within this week.

Aside from yesterday being absoloutely marvelous, at this moment (10:18 pm) I'm in an awful, terrible mood. I'm feeling completely left out of the world that was left behind in Jersey. I miss everyone. I'm missing out on hitching rides to shows. I still dont have my license. I have to go to the doctor first, then take the written test AGAIN (I ALREADY PASSED IN JERSEY), then take the driving portion. Bye the time I can drive I'll be 18.

I have to get a job tomorrow because I'm low on cash and wouldnt dare tough my savings for college. On foot, by the way, Im going to walk up the street and apply to Swanns, Don's Music, Just for Cats, and Ciocca, possibly, depending on my mood.
I need money for a shitload of things. I really need a new computer. Actually, I need a laptop...a Mac more specifically. Its built for graphics and shit but technology moves so fast that I HAVE to get a new one. A new Macbook would cost me $1500 and thats ALL I have. Its not worth it.

Bleh.  I also keep getting jealous of people. I want to dress a certain way, and I can....I just cant in the working world unfortunately if I really need money like I do. I also try to appear professional when I go to colleges and shit like that but I feel so FAKE. Moreover, men in quakertown suck, like I've said before. THEY. ARE. SO. STUPID. 
(*If you are an attractive man located in the quakertown area who enjoys shitty music and long walks around town, please apply for Nikki's "Special Friend" position at 1-800-JKDFHKJS*)  

Anyway, I can just walk away with this just being excited about college and my oncomming last year at high school....wow.

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Good story: [Aug. 1st, 2007|10:26 am]
[Feeling | sleepy]
[Listening to |Crass- White Punks on Dope]

As most of you know, yes I do own a horse. As most of you ALSO know, I'm the only one in my family who knows jack shit (pun) about horses and thus, it is my responsibility to care for him...not that I have a problem with that =)
ANYWAY I woke up at 7 in the morning with a headache again. After eating a wholehearty bowl of cheerios (part of this complete breakfast) I felt a little better.
I decided around 8:30 that I'd ride my bike (five miles) to the barn because I had nothing better to do and I needed the excercise anyway. Even though my bike tires were partially flat and I didnt feel like trucking through the woods behind my house, I went for it.
So there I was, yelling along to some classic Unseen ("Are We Dead Yet?") when all of the sudden the road starts getting fuzzy and further away my heart started POUNDING against my chest and I mean pounding--- like I could hear it when i took my headphones out.
I figured I was getting dehyrated so I whipped out my penis(j/k) waterbottle and it tastes like SHIT. Now let me tell you something.. I've got this carnivorous/lazyass fish that looks like a snake, (not an eel), Bradley. He eats dead, frozen krill which is stored in our second fridge in the garage. This is where I got this waterbottle. The smell from the dead krill leaked into my water and now it tastes like it. Fuckin gross.
I digress.
Standing four houses down from the barn, I dismount my bike, and collapse onto the grass. I can't stand up, and my cell is out of power. Now get this:
FIVE PEOPLE walk by me and TEN CARS go by. I am sitting in an exhausted daze on the grass, holding my heart, and NOBODY stops to see if I'm okay.
WHAT THE FUCK.
What is wrong with people these days?! I would have seen if that person was alright...hell I'd drive em home.
I give up on our species. Like...I really needed help and I couldnt find my voice.

Bah. After 20 minutes or so I felt a little better and was able to talk fast enough on my phone for my sister before it shut off. I walked my bike over to the barn and felt good enough to take care of my horse.

So much for the human race.
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lovelife [Jul. 8th, 2007|08:21 pm]
[Feeling | calm]
[Listening to |Mischief Brew- 1000 Fleas]

I had a life this week with two of my best friends from back in Jersey, Cait and Amy. Both conventions were supposed to be a one-night stay each, but ended up stretching across the whole week.
Foremost, I was supposed to sleep over Cait's house from Sunday to Monday, but by a quick change of plans, I stayed one more day. And then another, and another. Monday night we went out and saw Ratattoui with her boyfriend Dave. Adorable movie. It made me want to learn french and further made me jealous of rat owners. Tuesday was Cait's 17th birthday; she got her drivers lisence that morning. We spent the rest of tuesday and wednesday driving around and doing favors. We also went to see the fireworks at Vet's Park. It's wierd being seven months older and still not being able to drive. Did I mention I have to take the written and driving test over again to get a PA permit? I think I did. Bullshit.
Anyway.
My sister picked me up Wednesday afternoon, wherethen we picked up Amy at her house. She was origionally supposed to stay from Wednesday to Friday morning, but we ended up pushing the date further until sunday afternoon. We did the usual and sat around on our asses and watched a number of my favorite movies: Smokin' Aces, Fight Club, Stranger than Fiction, and probably five more that I cannot surrently think of. On friday we went Kayaking for a while, and I applied to Pets Plus because I lack cash. On saturday we went to the folk fetival and saw some pretty neat things (and grotesque things. They had a live ox roast. I puked in muhmouf a few times.), and I recruited Amy into the Monster Army and its amazing energydrinknes. It was fun.
We all did a lot more things but I cant really remember them...my dog turned 13 even though she still acts 7.
.....
...

uhhhhhhhh YAH thats all I can think of.
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o rly? [Jun. 26th, 2007|11:31 am]
[Feeling | content]
[Listening to |charlie the parakeet]

You Are a Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich

You life your life in a free form, artistic style.
You are incredibly creative and at times, quite messy.
Deep down, you are a kid at heart. And you aren't afraid to express it.

Your best friend: The Grilled Cheese Sandwich

Your mortal enemy: The Club Sandwich




sounds good to me

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They called us trash... [Jun. 10th, 2007|09:37 pm]
[Feeling | accomplished]
[Listening to |Anti-Nowhere League- Animal]

Alright alright.
I suppose I'll start with the obvious: I finally got a mohawk. I cut it myself in the bathroom mirror(s) with a pair of those orange-handled art scissors that are alway laying around the house, or the pair that I "accidentally" took from the art room on several different occasions ("oops. how'd those get in there?"). My mom had told me that she was sick of fighting with me and thatI could do whatever the hell I wanted. Standing in my bathroom at 11:30 sunday night, I gathered my guts and told myself 'NOWORNEVER" and began shearing away. 
The next morning really sucked, and it started off with my mom slamming my bedroom door before I even had the chance to sit up. That day as well as the following day consisted of my mother avoiding me and barely speaking enough words to fill a quarter of a page typed. Thankfully, that's all over and Mom and I are back to normal (we have a really good mom/daughter relationship). I love my mom and I totally felt like an ass. Actually she's only seen my hair for maybe 15 seconds, as I'm required to wear something on my head in her prescence hahaha. She doesnt care so much though.
Next up, I've got two and a half more days of school left, and only four day of work left. The new barn owner where I keep my horse has upped the price of board (the money I pay to keep my horse there) from $375/month to eventally $600/month. Fuck that. Shes also got some arrangement plans for the barn that I dont really agree with. So today I visited Crosswinds farm, which turns out to only be four minutes away from my house. The owner, Brigette, was really nice and the propery was cool too. Coincidentally, she lost her husband two months after my dad passed away (among other things). So on the seventeenth, were trucking up to my current stable and hauling my horse closer to home. I may also get a job too =)
That basically sums up my current life...Oyeah, I'm reading "Haunted" by Chuck Palahnuik (credit goes to malcolm). Well, yanno I like reading about guys masturbating in the pool and having their large intestine sucked out of their ass by the filter as much as the next person, but its not for the weak of stomach. I dig it though =)

OKBYE.
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WOW [May. 31st, 2007|02:59 pm]
[Feeling | happy]
[Listening to |cocksparrer- Run Away Johnny]

How long has it been since i posted on here? two weeks? three? I dont remember.
either way, there's only eight full days of school left until summer vacation, and I plan on seeing every one of you fuckers on a weekly basis, understood? good.
I'm not so sure exactly how thats going to happen, though, cause tomorrows the first day of June, and I was supposed to get my driving liscense in january.
oh well.
Anyway, things are totally looking up.
Letsee uhh... this weekend Malcolm is sleeping over! sweet shit, I havent seen him in over seven months! WTF.
I also plan on FINALLY being able to dye/shave my hair. Senior pictures were taken yesterday and my mom is fed up with fighting with me over it ( I feel so bad =( ), so I can finally change my folicle appearance! YES. Suggestions?
speaking of senior pictures, I'm going to look like a total barbie reject.
Below is a quick illustration of one of the 3984734986 pictures they took of me:

Note the 45 degree angle head-tilt, fake smile, and plastic rose (plastic thorns included).
Ohyah did i mention its 95 friggen degrees? BEAT.
And lastly, I'm getting a new laptop courtesey of Aunt Donna heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell yeahhhh
I'm making my way up the technological food chain!!!

mmhmm... and i finally decided on a color for my room: GRANNY APPLE GREEN! yeah its gonna be obnoxious.
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(no subject) [May. 16th, 2007|09:16 pm]
[Feeling | Ugh]
[Listening to |Broken Bones- Bitchin']

I've got poison ivy on my right eye(-lid and cheek).
It itches really bad...im super allergic and on steroids for it.

I got a new mp3 player...its awesome but i cant figure out how to get the music ont the music file and out of the other file...whatever. its still plays the music.

I have a project due in enviornmental science about endangered species soon. Black rhino?

I have to clean my fish tank.

I didnt eat much today.

People are strange.

I might not be able to go to that show on friday =(

I need to start my college application and ar portfolio.

That storm came out of nowhere today, huh?

I want to go to philly.

I was going to completely write out a whole big essay thing on here but i figured it would offend some people and I decided against it.

so yeah

goodbye
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(no subject) [Apr. 30th, 2007|06:28 am]
[Feeling | sick]

I spent the night over at my friend Veruka's. I now consider myself an avid beebee gun fan. Is that how you spell beebee gun? I dont know (or care).
I dont feel like updating now. BYE!
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(no subject) [Apr. 22nd, 2007|04:09 pm]
[Feeling | aggravated]
[Listening to |LOC- operation MOVE]

I keep beng in bad moods lately. My keyboard keeps missing keys, by the way, so if you see any typos, it's my computers fault, not mine.
First off and foremost, I've been trying to figure out how o get to the Halfway House in philedelphia to see Raegan Youth for the past two months, I believe. Even thoug I'm 17 and have had my permit for...17 months... I still can't drive; so I have to rely on someone else to get me there. My mom said that if I come up wih a plan I can go, so long as I don't take the train. Unfortunatly, no solid plan is good enought for Mom (stressing that I'm not "street smart" [never said i was]) and by the time she says yes, the show is going to be over.
Fuck me. No wonder I'm so pissed off and crnky all the time. I'm reliving hamilton again. I go to school, go home, go to work, go home, go to school, go home, go to work, go home, go to school...
I have no fuking social life and she wonders why I never go out. By the time sunday comes around, my only day off, I'm so exhausted that I just want to sit inside and sleep.
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Fuck.
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(no subject) [Apr. 10th, 2007|06:00 pm]
[Feeling | pissed off]
[Listening to |Descendents- Hope]

Sorry I havent written in here in a longass time. I cant blame it on anything else besides lethargy. So to start off, I feel totally bummed out right now.
I just wish I could have things my way for a change and just be able to do what I want. Whether I'm being a greedy bitch right now or not, I'm tired of always being the nice girl: "yes mom", "ok mom", "I promise I won't"; I'm not mad at my mother. I constantly hear from people how much their parents suck, ect, and I always feel lucky because I love my mom so much. I can't let her down, hence why I don't just color/cut my hair or have the piercings that I wish I had. I can't go against my mothers will and I fucking hate it. I hate being a "good girl".
Fuck fuck fuck.
ughhhh.....

I also hate drama-queen bitches in my literature class. Does everything have to be about you, you stupid motherfucking frankenstein bitch?! Get a goddamn clue and listen to yourself, you whore! You don't sound tough, you sound like a FUCKING IDIOT.
Does anyone else know someone like that? I dont even talk to the girl and I DESPISE HER. Not to mention she looks and acts like she was hit by a speeding mail truck when she was an infant.

Lastly, I need some amazing man to come and sweep me off my feet. Seriously, quakertown is lacking all that is desirable man. Maybe I'm just a shallow cunt. Its a little difficult not to be shallow, however, when the only guys that good 'ol Q-town can offer are dicks or poofs. Ugh.
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(no subject) [Feb. 21st, 2007|03:10 pm]
[Feeling | content]
[Listening to |The Rippers- Wastes]

This weekend was awesome: Cait came up from Jersey and slept over which was rad. I missed her so much! We played guitar hero until I passed out (ps- I suck at aformentioned game). Right before Cait came over, I went out to the pet store to re-inhabit my fishtank (RIP Adolf, Cleavland, Gramma, Grampa, Quagmire, and Otherfish the fish). I came home with this lovely type of creature:

It's called a ropefish and its mad awesome (her name is Bradley...don't ask why).
Apparently it's swim bladdar is split in half and doubles as a set of lungs. It does, however, have gills as well. Basically, it needs water to breath but will drown if theres no air supply. Anyway, I have to feed it peices of this big slab of frozen krill. Cait and I later went back to the pet store for a few needed items and bought live fish for Bradley to eat. I felt bad later on, but it turns out that my ropefish wont eat them. Moreover, I got 25 of them...4 days later there's only three left...and those are the ones in the tank with the beast thats supposed to be eating them! Conclusion: I will never buy feeder fish again, despite the fact that it only cost me $2.



.....

Time for work. Bye bye.
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New Jacket [Feb. 11th, 2007|10:23 am]
[Feeling | content]
[Listening to |Dead Milkmen- Punk Rock Girl]

Mmmmk so I've been working on my new jacket lately, unfortunately i forgot to take a "before" picture out of excitement, but I figured I'd put up a few pictures of it now. There's three more patches on it now and I put on 60-some more studs since I took these pictures; although it's still not done.
I have like...100 more studs to put on, three more patches, and I need to hem the sides a little further cause theyre still a little puffed out and makes my waist look bigger than it really is. And yes... I did th zebra hood and sleeves. Hell yeah.

I'm thinking I might line the pockts wit zebra print...


ha...my shirt underneath it is all funky. the back now hs a LCB patch and a bunch of studs...


suggestions?
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BoinK [Feb. 3rd, 2007|04:00 pm]
[Feeling | mellow]
[Listening to |Conflict]

When I moved here to Pennsylvania, the moving-truck guys broke our sewing machine table. Now, it wouldnt be a big deal if the sewing machine werent actually attatched to said table. I'm a big fan of DIY you see, and its absoloutely unbelievable that I've lasted three months or so without my machine. So I've been looking around. What with my new job paying me $35 per hour for the most part now (hell yeah I got a raise) I'm able to afford a lot more obviously. However, I hoard my money and only want to spend around $60 for a new one. Fact of the matter is, if anyone happens to come across a simple machine with a price under $80, tell me. Donke.

Moving on, I got kinda bored and had some fun with my camera today. I know some of you have asked for pictures of my chelsea, but unfortunatly these pictures dont really show it off much, plus it grew in a little.


sadly for me, my cutesy frilly bra strap is sticking out.


trying to hide aformentioned bra strap, no avail.


Nay-Chur!


hahaha EMOTASTIC! So myspazz
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no escuela [Jan. 29th, 2007|12:51 pm]
[Feeling | bored]
[Listening to |devotchkas- wicked heart]

I haven't the slightest fucking clue as to why we have off from school today but I'm bored as hell. Well, yanno, know I'd rather be bored at home than bored at school, so its not a total loss, but I'M BORED. I woke up around 6 am too, to make it even better and had been playing Sims 2 on our playstation since then (aside from the fifteen minutes it took me to shovel the driveway GEHH). I made this cutesy-poo little goth couple that I was trying to get married but it freaking figures the guy was like "Derr derrr I'd rather be friends I HAVE TO PISS." so I gave up and locked the girl in a corner. She'll be dead soon.
Moving on.
(one of my parakeets just took a MASSIVE CRAP on the keyboard. Luckily its on the "tab" key...I will type around it.)
TO satisfy my craving for entertainment, I'm going to take online quizzes *cringe*.
You people can take them too and give me your results. Theyre most likely going to be the saem considering that most of my friends think the same way, but hell. go for it.

Garbage Pete

People Iced:Eight
Car Bombs Planted:None. Pathetic.
Favorite WeaponRusty Chain
Arms Broken:Seventeen
Eyes Gouged:Eleven
Tongues Cut Off:Two
Biggest Enemy:Fire Crotch

Get Your HITMAN Name

AWSOME-GAME


AHAHAH! FIRE CROTCH.



Nikki will have to write:








I will not blame my farts on the dog








'What will you have to write on the chalk board?' at QuizGalaxy.com

I always admit it anyway. Normally with pride.


After you die...
Reincarnated as Yourself


After death, you will be reborn again as yourself. You will live the same life, unbeknownst to you. However, you will have vivid moments of déjà vu, as you probably have now.



Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

shit I have more déjà vus than the amount of money spent on the war on terrorism. I had one this morning when I ate a blueberry muffin for breakfast then hit my head on the microwave door. I swear it was wierd...

you are 0% f---in emo
 

good, low score, stay where you are

are you emo quiz?
Quizzes for MySpace


no comment. speaks for itself. This quiz was actually a waste of my life. dont take it.


pennies.


I guess I'm just a laid back person....

Ok I'm wasting my life. bye bye.
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Catching up... [Jan. 27th, 2007|03:12 pm]
[Feeling | exhausted]
[Listening to |Career Soldiers- Consume]

Ok, I'm pretty tired right now, but I figured I'd update you all on my lifes happenings in a few short sentences.

First off, I'm back from Disney world and it was AWESOME. I'll post my amazing photos from animal kingdom later when I actually feel like it. Haha and YES! The rumor is true! I DID get hit on by and old crackwhore in the hot-tub at the resort I was staying in. Hahahaha FUCKIN CREEPY.

I also got a chelsea; meaning I shaved my head sans my bangs and sidelocks. I'll get pictures up eventually of that too. I like it. My gym teacher told me I look like a model with barely any hair. Sweet.

And to sum up this entry, as some of you know, I got a job at the barn that I board my horse at. Recently, The barn manager/trainer was fired and, in a nutshell, I now go to the barn after school from Monday to Friday, and I get payed $15/hour (it only takes about an hour) and on Saturdays I work from 7:30 until whenever I'm finished the morning chores for $25. Nice deal for only having to feed and turn out horses and my bosses only being the NICEST people EVER. Plus I get to see Jack every day. It's relaxing too, excluding saturday when its actual cleaning and I get home exhausted with an achy back.

ta-da. now you've been enlightened.
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Sicky sick.. ick. [Jan. 11th, 2007|09:56 am]
[Feeling | sick]
[Listening to |Bad Religion- Stranger than Fiction]

I've said it a million times but it's just my luck (or karma?!) that I would get sick only a few days before I go on vacation to Disney. I think caught sometime while I was out with Rachel all weekend. Bleh. Thankfully I'm almost better, though. I've been sick for three days (out of school) with headaches,dizziness,stomachaches, and a sore throat, ect...the whole speil. Right now I'm at that gunky-stage of a sore throat. At least I can eat without flinching and tearing up every time I swallow. I should be better by the time we leave the house on the 13th (my birfday! just coincidence...it's not my present) for the airport.

EH! SPEAKING OF WHICH! I hate flying.

I know... it's actually kinda cool to look down and see the farmland-quilts and ant-people BUT I always manage to get the window seat right in the view of the engines, so I cant help but look at it and imagine some sort of crazy airborn lethal obect go hurtling into it ---setting it afire--- and sending us into our spiraling doom (where we'll land in the ocean and drown)....turbulance kinda sucks too.

And to finish of in a completely irrelevant manor, GOD do I need a haircut. I mean, did you see me in my last post? Terrible! Even with one of my bandanas on you could tell that my hair is like BLUHHH. Guess whats going to happen to it next? Thats right! Shorter than last time! ALMOST COMPLETELY GONE. Hellllooooo chealsea-girl! (ps- I'm not a skinhead.)

pps- I've gotten a couple of people asking me how to pronounce my username. It can be said either "chickadee" (like the bird) or split apart into Chick-Idea (as in girl has a thought). Whatever works best for you.
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(no subject) [Jan. 7th, 2007|09:27 pm]
[Feeling | Happy / Tired]
[Listening to |Le Tigre- Bang! Bang!]

I have a couple of pictures from this weekend, (featuring the adventures of Oozi and Satan)starting off with a few artfag pictures of around Rachels house.
Motorcycles in the barn


Basketball


Rachel's Cock


Rachel


Oooooooooozi


"I'M A MORMON ON A QUAD!"


My bandanas reminds me of predator. And i just realized how big Rachel's sweatshirt really was.


Talking about farting animals I think (those shoes are the SHIT.)


Also talking about farting animals...(without shoes)


I've got more...later. =)
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New Job! [Dec. 28th, 2006|01:42 pm]
[Feeling | happily tired]
[Listening to |The Screaming Sneakers]

I just got a new job yesterday and had my first hours today. I'm finally back where I belong working...as a stablehand where I keep my horse; and just in time for bikini-girl in Disneyworld! Ahh it's so nice. It's pretty cool cause I kinda missed shoveling horse crap for three hours. I get payed tomorrow when Amy (,Alyssa, and Cait?) go up to see Jack. I'm not sure how much I'm getting payed, but money's money and thats all that matters (the fact that I get to see my horse more often is just a perk.) When we go up, I'm hoping that Dianna (the barn manager) will allow Amy and I to go on a trail ride through Nockamixon park or howeverthefudge its spelled.
Ohhh yeah. In case anyone just happens to want to suprise me with something really cool for my birthday, a new leather moto/biker jacket would be awesome. Dont worry about the studs and patches and shit, I'm already getting those.
HEhehehesdjhf I accidentally steered right back to poo-poo-facey-I-like-punk again. =)
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(no subject) [Dec. 25th, 2006|03:02 pm]
[Feeling | thankful]
[Listening to |Monster Squad]

I love christmas. MY family is amazing <3
Erm... I got some pretty sweet shit:
1. New western saddle
2. matching western chestplate and bridle
3. mp3 player
4. a little silver sparrow tattoo necklace
5. artsy stuff
6. um...a lot of cool stuff!!
uhh..I'm being distracted by music so its incredibly difficult to type right now hahahaha BYE.
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(no subject) [Dec. 24th, 2006|07:56 pm]
[Feeling | giddy]
[Listening to |Christmas Music]

I'll post more pictures and videos later but as of now, 7:50 PM Christmas Eve, we are making....beer.
BUT! for now I'll post a few pictures from the past couple of days, then I'll update tomorrow about christmas itself =) 

Blurry, but it adds a little more character in my opinion


clearer, closer


Lunchtime in the bathroom (getting ready for piercing...hence tiny baggie thing)


MORE MONSTER! (and caitlins hand)


One of our birds (kirby) with her face down the chimney on her cage


Christmas treeee 


Kelly attacking Eric with a butter knife



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