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Thursday, July 3, 2003 >> 11:29 a.m. Does it live? Is it still alive? // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Saturday, 11.16.02 >> 12:42 p.m. happy blog day! Ahahaha. I've officially had this journal for over a year now. Even though I moved. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Monday, 09.23.02 >> 11:01 p.m. the last great american Well, I succumbed to peer pressure and joined the hive mind at Livejournal. My new journal address is at: http://www.livejournal.com/~pirate_eggie That is all. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Monday, 09.23.02 >> 10:10 p.m. you don't need a freaking encyclopedia I just lost two hours of my life to a Coen brothers movie called "Barton Fink." It is about a New York playwright named Barton Fink who goes to Hollywood to become a screenwriter. In the process, everything goes completely insane, Barton's hotel burns down, it turns out his best friend in Hollywood is a psychopathic serial killer who pumps people full of shotgun pellets before cutting off their heads, and Barton's screenplay for a wrestling movie is rejected because it is too cerebral. The last scene opens with him walking along a beach before sitting down next to the woman from a cheesy hotel painting of a woman sitting on a beach above his desk in his old hotel room that burned down. And then a seagull falls out of the sky and splashes into the ocean. Then the movie ends. I...really have no idea what I just saw. The only part of the movie I understood was when one of the detectives investigating a murder by Barton's next door neighbor says, "You're a sick fuck, Fink." Yep. And then I hit my head on my room's door when I walked out to check my mail. That, my little chickadees, is my life. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Monday, 09.23.02 >> 04:06 p.m. of course i know what i'm doing I rolled out of bed about ten minutes ago after taking a nap and staggered next door to talk to NiNi. This is pretty much what happened: Eveline: *groggily, holding a bag of rice cakes (I WAS HUNGRY!)* Hey, Nini... Nini: WHOAH! What happened to you?! Eveline: ...I woke up? Nini: Jesus. Yep. It's a Monday. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Monday, 09.23.02 >> 01:00 a.m. and though my heart will break i can never get enough GISELLE IS BACK! Yay. So she stopped by our room: Giselle: Sounds like everybody was hooking up last night! Jeeze. What happened to John? Me: I'm assuming he hooked up too. Or maybe he, like, fell down the stairs at the Wawa. I don't know. Giselle: YOU LEFT HIM AT THE WAWA TO DIE?! Yep. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Monday, 09.23.02 >> 12:24 a.m. vous savez Every once in awhile, after about an hour of complete silence, you'll hear either Debbie or me yelling, "FUCK MATH!" or "GODDAMN PHYSISISCS SHIT WHORE DAMN!" or "KILL ME NOW I WILL CRY! SO MUCH GODDAMN WHORE CALCULUS! I DON'T UNDERSTAND!! **pounding head on book**" (that last one's mostly me) This is completely normal. It is because we are psychopaths. And we live in a psychopathic dorm. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Sunday, 09.22.02 >> 11:53 p.m. i let my guard down how could i be so dumb More from the Very Secret Book of Eggie: LoneStar1121: how many dotted eigth notes in a dotted half note? eggiechan: A LOT LoneStar1121: whats your major? LoneStar1121: actually i think jus a few, haha eggiechan: A LOT, GODDAMMIT. eggiechan: BIOCHEM *Cry* LoneStar1121: shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit LoneStar1121: is that what youre career's gonna be? LoneStar1121: the answers 4 by the way :-P eggiechan: ummmmmmmmmm eggiechan: i don't know yet. eggiechan: lab monkey eggiechan: they will stick syringes in my butt eggiechan: and i'll go insane eggiechan: and lose all my hair LoneStar1121: nice! LoneStar1121: thats hot! eggiechan: i think so. That's why I'm in Biochem. I suck at theory. .... Debbie just said, "DOMINATION IS MINE!!!" Should I be worried? // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Sunday, 09.22.02 >> 11:12 p.m. what the whore From the Very Secret Book of Eggie: Debbie: I'm not sure if our water filter is working correctly. I didn't read the instructions when I put it together. Eveline: Yeah, haha, aren't you in Engineering? OH THAT'S RIGHT, ONLY ONE IN FOUR WHARTON STUDENTS CAN READ. Debbie: AHAHAHA! RIGHT. Eveline: Then again, I'll probably be some research monkey in a lab when I grow up and you'll be, like, my investment banker. You'll pretty much own me. Debbie: Yeah, that's right. (After Kristin returned our vacumn. Debbie wanted to know how to open the canister) Debbie: ...well, yeah, I guess I'll just read the instructions later. Eveline: Wait a minute, she's IN ENGINEERING. She should know this! Kristin: AND WHARTON. SHE KNOWS EVERYTHING Eveline: Yeah, HEY DEBBIE, do you know everything?! Debbie: *threatens me with vacumn* I WILL OWN YOU. Yep, that's my relationship with Debbie right there. One of me, like, mocking her about the fact that she's sold her soul to the Management and Technology in Wharton and the Engineering school, and her, like, crushing me under her iron CEO fist when she grows up. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Sunday, 09.22.02 >> 10:35 p.m. back where we started from It is a full moon tonight. Hmm. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Sunday, 09.22.02 >> 04:20 p.m. it's all in her mind Instead of doing homework... on a lonesome evening, when rain turns pavement black i put you on a train, i’d never see you back again... 'cause you were leaving, i couldn’t fathom why and the moon was a slice of lemon in a gin and tonic sky, gin and tonic sky well I put you on a train, you should have heard the engine's laughter sayin’ "i’m takin’ her away and don’t come running after" you gave me one last cold kiss, colder than steel this would be the last time and my tears were like vinegar burning in my eyes, burning in my eyes 'cause you were leaving i couldn't fathom why and the moon was a slice of lemon in a gin and tonic sky gin and tonic sky please swear you won’t take her from me and i always said train stations gave me a lonesome feeling ‘cause from someone somewhere they were stealing, stealing and to hear the trains arms a-violently pumping and a little ruby heart inside me a-thumping, i was my own man now, a soldier on a battle field, a grain of sand on a gold dust beach, a one man band with an empty open hand, a one man band with an empty open hand CHORUS(x2) gin and tonic sky, gin and tonic sky, gin and tonic sky, gin and tonic sky sky oh! gin and tonic sky -- gin and tonic sky, mundy I can't stop listening to that song. You want it? IM me and I shall send it to you. It is teh hotness. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Saturday, 09.21.02 >> 09:28 p.m. with all the misfits and the losers Sticker. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Saturday, 09.21.02 >> 08:54 p.m. our friendship will never die you'll see it's our destiny I'm pretty sure I must walk around with the words "FEEL FREE TO FUCK ME OVER AGAIN AND AGAIN, WORLD!!" written in giant letters on my forehead. Yep. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Saturday, 09.21.02 >> 02:07 p.m. tonight he brought me a handful of thyme Okay, first things first. I need to stop feeling sorry for myself and listening to sad music. Hear that? That's the sound of my heart being ripped out of my chest YET AGAIN and thrown to the ground and being squished underneath the jackboot of friendship, much like a small furry squirrel is squished by a giant garbage truck, complete with beeping noises as it backs up and pulls forward again, smearing my blood all over the ground in interesting Jackson Pollack-like patterns. Friends, hah. Friends, my gigantomongous ass. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Saturday, 09.21.02 >> 11:32 a.m. odi et amo "Don't worry, Eveline," she tells me, patting my shoulder, "I won't steal him." But I understand what I saw last night completely, and I would be crying if it wasn't so damn funny. The punchline is weak, but the set-up is great. But haven't we heard this joke before? The least he could do is have the courtesy to stay out of my head. They're not even good dreams; it's all just a subconscious instant replay of my waking life, complete with the white circle/arrow thingies they use to highlight particularly humiliating interesting bits. I want my dreams back. I wake with these dreams half-remembered, but the horrible feelings I have remain for the rest of the day. I wish I could go away for awhile. // up top baby / comment // [ link ] Saturday, 09.21.02 >> 11:28 a.m. It don't mean nothing when you say its gonna be alright Coz you'll tell me anything I wanna hear And it don't mean nothing when you laugh at my jokes Coz its all or nothing when I fall apart Fade fade fade into you You're under my skin now I could shut out the world that we know I'll try to be everything you want me to be And I've got a head start but I'm making the same mistakes And its all or nothing when we fall apart Fade fade fade into you Caught in the rush of the crowd Lost in a wall of sound You were ringing in my ear Caught in the rush of the crowd Lost in a wall of sound You were ringing in my ear Fade fade fade fade Caught in the rush of the crowd Lost in a wall of sound You were ringing in my ear Caught in the rush of the crowd Lost in a wall of sound You were ringing in my ear -- wall of sound, american hi-fi // up top baby / comment // [ link ]